CITY BIRD

     Rainy cold morning.
Men digging trenches for pipes blocking my

regular route west to the grocery store.

     Crossed further down turning my cart south to Spruce. 

    In the middle of the wet sidewalk, head turned backward, 

wings splayed, a poor dead little city Pigeon.

Possibly broke its neck flying into the pub window nearby. 
Looked like it just happened. 

     Poor thing. Plump and smooth. 

     Couldn't leave it there. 

     Carefully lifted the bird in a handful of tissues

from my purse. 

Amazing how little a bird weighs in respect to its size.

Wrapped the Pigeon in some found newspaper and 

placed the package carefully in the parking

lot bin. 

     Best I could do in the middle of the city

on a rainy morning. 

     Rest in peace gentle city Bird.

  

STANDARD CAT TIME

Just realized Tizzycat is operating on Standard Cat Time, 

NOT just showing up an hour early for his snack!  

(Come to think of it.... I prefer SCT to changing clocks twice
a year, too!)


⏰🐱❤️

MY BIRTHDAY BOY AT 17

Summer of 2000,  my Neighbor's son and
his pretty little year old Tortoiseshell
Cat, Nutty, (short for Nutmeg)
arrived from Las Vegas.
Just before leaving Vegas, Nutty got out.
Was gone for 2 weeks returning at
the last minute.

   
   
Tizzy's Mom, Nutmeg





     Arrived here and taken to the Vet for spaying,
Nutty had a surprise. A litter of kittens to deliver first.
What happens in Vegas may stay in Vegas, but
the results happened in Philly.
     July 31, 2000 4 kittens delivered in the back
of a walk in closet. Sadly, one didn't make it.
But 2 tiny tigers and 1 tiny tuxie were fine.
Eyes closed and squeaking.
Nutty kept them fed, clean and together after
they started crawling.
    Picked up the tiny tuxie, he hissed
at me. Love at first hiss!
     Called him Tizzy, nickname of Thomas, the
mischievious little boy from the FLAMBARDS
TV series based on K M Peyton's books.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flambards_(TV_series)
     8 weeks later, little Tizzy moved in.
     Showed him his new litterbox, food and water bowls,
new toys and soft new bed. Used the litterbox and
the bowls. Batted and chased the toys and tried out
his bed, my bed, chair, window sill, folded blankets and
daybed. And been doing it all ever since.
    2 weeks later, his sister Jasmine (Jazzy) came to visit.
Greeted her with hisses!! His house and wasn't sharing.
Happy Birthday Tizzybeans!!


    Tizzy going on 18.

 

FAREWELL SWEET DIAVOLINO

Poor little Freddie Cat became so skinny.
Vet exam + ultra sound.
Lymphoma. Agressive Cancer.
Maybe 3-4mos...but as the Vet says...they can
fool you.
He tried hard to carry on.

But eating almost nothing.
Just wanted milk.
Wobbling now not scooting into
the corridor when I opened the door.
A kiss on that sweet little head
instead of our chase.



With every ounce of strength, hauling
himself up and onto his favorite folded
blanket bed on Bubbe Sarah's old chair
by the door.
Joining Tizzy for afternoon treats,
but not eating any.

My sweet little diavolino Freddie Cat's struggle ended
last Monday, June 12, 2017.

Deeply sad. 
Full of love, fun, pranks and life. Always purring.
Missing his dear little face every day.

Heartfelt deepest gratitude to Dr Christine Kirnos, The Cat Hospital of Media and Dr Brad Bates, Hospice Vet with THE LAP OF LOVE Veterinary Hospice services for their great care, devotion and compassion for Cats (and their Humans).... 🐱❤️🐱❤️

HOLIDAY GREETINGS 2016

★★WARMEST WISHES!!★★

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOUISA MAY ALCOTT

Meg, Jo, Beth & Amy March are dear old friends. 
With me nearly all my life. 
They have remained in my heart and mind since our first encounter, a century after Louisa May Alcott published LITTLE WOMEN and now that more than 50 years more have passed. 

My dear English friend Rosalind once confided that she always identified with Meg. Perfect casting! 
On the other hand, I've always found solace in Jo's trials and comfort in her all to familiar tribulations.

Revisit them frequently in the well worn pages of my ancient copy of this favorite book.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Louisa May Alcott!! November 29, 1832, Germantown, PA (outside Philadelphia)

MOM, HER MOM, HER MOM & ME

                                                      

            

            🌺 HAPPY MOTHER"S DAY !!! 🌺

My Mom, her Mom (left), her Mom (middle) and Me. Four generations!!

Great Grandmother Sarah (middle) once told me that she had seen Queen Victoria
pass by in her carriage during her Diamond Jubilee in London, England. During the
present Queen's Jubilee I found a map on the internet showing Queen Victoria's route
through the East End of London. Likely, along which my Great Grandmother saw her.

                                  

   From Queen Victoria's Scrapbook http://www.queen-victorias-scrapbook.org/contents/8-3.html

ALARMING

Fire Alarm Wednesday night. 
Only this time there was SMOKE in the hallway. 
Hearts racing, 
Cats yowling!! 
Stuffed the Cat Boys in their carriers and headed
into the fire tower across the hall. 
Worried how to get the 3 of us down 30-some concrete flights 
with my very sore left hip. 
The tower door opened 
and a fully kitted out Philly Fireman said, 
"Thought I heard Cats!" 
Emergency over, fire in a dryer on 6.
Back home. Whew!!