tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14408128.post116716968901069422..comments2023-10-14T06:58:37.261-07:00Comments on KeeWee's Corner: Christmas 2006Jennifer AKA keeweehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16107693230744190952noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14408128.post-1167406268916260442006-12-29T07:31:00.000-08:002006-12-29T07:31:00.000-08:00So glad to hear you had a lovely Christmas. Rocke...So glad to hear you had a lovely Christmas. Rocket looks very pleased with his gifts.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14408128.post-1167257850725681712006-12-27T14:17:00.000-08:002006-12-27T14:17:00.000-08:00Have you trained that stealthy kitty to do any gua...Have you trained that stealthy kitty to do any guard-kitty duties yet?<BR/><BR/>Don't laugh. My old, late Snowflake was a perfect guard kitty, in that he would alert to ANYTHING on the property, by getting up from his nap (cat-nap, of course) and running off to the side of the house where the offending intruder was. 95% of the time it was another cat, or even a jaybird, rarely a possum, but Snowflake alerted to people, too, and many a visitor was surprised when I flung open the door before they even got with sight of it's view. I'm sure they all thought that I was maintaining some kind of vigil, but I wasn't, Snowflake was.<BR/><BR/>The downside of Snowflake's guarding style is that you had to be there to see the critter alert, unless it was Old Gray-Butt, his archenemy, and when THAT low-class feline trespassed, Snowflake would let him know that he was "gato non-grata", right through the walls (and your ears) with a screechy war-cry.<BR/><BR/>Once, I had left the patio door slightly ajar, and Grey-Butt came slinking across the patio, and Snowflake rushed the door in his usual style, but, to his surprise, I'm sure, found it open, got out and went for Grey-Butt's throat. Fortunately, I was fast enough to save my house cat, who was declawed in front, and was losing the fight badly in the first 2 seconds.<BR/><BR/>About $1,000 worth of vet bills, and a stint with the dreaded funnel-collar later, all three of us learned our lesson: Snowflake certainly had the heart for a fight, but was guaranteed to lose every one, so we were careful to see he stayed in the house or aboard my boat after that.<BR/><BR/>Had we not neutered him, and declawed him as well, I'm sure Snowflake would have dominated at least two neighborhoods in this city during his almost-two decades on this Earth.<BR/><BR/>Happy New Year, KeeWee!Rivrdoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06643624734174660482noreply@blogger.com