peggy's place: December 2009

December 29, 2009

December 25, 2009

December 24, 2009

December 23, 2009

Yea Apple! This was the first problem I've ever had with a Mac, and I've got to give them credit for their service. I dropped off my laptop at about 4:30 Sunday evening and I got it back an hour ago (2:30). It was the logic board that they replaced -- FOR FREE.
It was apparently an issue with my model so it was covered. Although, I would have gladly paid to get it back. I was so shocked at how slow my old iBook was. How did I ever get anything done on it?? So now I can get back to my computer life.

My friend Linda G. Jones of Visual Smiles Gallery has an article up about some of us cat bloggers. She has talent galore at her Etsy store, photo, writing and video at IndieSmiles where she has her article about 3 cat bloggers. She sure made me look good :) Please go check it out and leave a comment there for her. She sure deserves it. And check out her Etsy store, you'll fall in love with her art.

We hope all of you are having wonderful holidays with family and friends, and we'll be visiting you as much as possible :)

December 21, 2009

The Mac is flying off to the computer hospital

We were so hoping the black screen of death was just a one time glitch. But no, Sunday night it died for good. With hope in our hearts, Mom took it to the Apple store in Tampa, hoping it was something they could magically fix. But no. It has to go to the Apple hospital. Apparently it is a problem that this model and year is known to have. Some hardware part. Of course we are out of warranty but since it's an Apple problem it won't cost anything. Phew. But Mom is @#*&&%# at this computer because it's so very slow. And Mom wants to say a VERY BIG THANK YOU to Rod, who got her started backing up her computer every 10 days. She doesn't even want to think about everything she would have lost without doing it.

So we're sorry to say we won't be around a lot for a while.

December 19, 2009

Oh Ann, you have such a talent

Our lovely friend, Ann of Zoolatry, has done it again. Isn't Romeo in such wonderful fluff company?

Summer

I'm Mom's little girl. She has my back when Bob's on a rampage chasing me.

December 17, 2009

Hunt week. A little late.

After the hunt. Showing off the catch.

December 15, 2009

We know it's not nice.......

but we just had to ;)

December 14, 2009

Sleepy Laser Eyes

Romeo with his bedroom eyes, evil laser eyes.

Yeah! Computer's back :-)

Mom is smiling again. The computer decided to get better on its own. Mom couldn't get the chance to drive over to the Apple fix it place, so she just closed it up and ignored it. Then she thought she'd give it one more try and YEAH, it was all better. She's hoping it stays that way.

December 12, 2009

Oh NOOO!!!

Mom's computer is VERY sick. Her screen is totally black. So she won't be able to post or visit much until she can get to the Apple fix it store. This computer she's using right now is a very, very old one. It's so slow it has to use a cane to get around.

We got our Secret Paws gifty yesterday. Check out all the goodies we got on the Secret Paws page.

December 6, 2009

PTU's on sale

PTU's on sale from Amazon. $15 + $6 s&h- This is a deal Mom couldn't pass up. Hope it can save you some money too.
http://dealnews.com/Petmate-Small-Pet-Taxi-Fashion-Kennel-for-15-6-s-h/334335.html

December 3, 2009

100's of Dollars of Toys

And this is Jeannie's favorite. A piece of paper on a string.
Go figure.

December 1, 2009

Jeannie's V E T visit

Well. I'm completely and utterly humiliated. She took me to the v e t because I would not let her pick off my dingleberries. She snatched me by my scruff while I was eating Party Mix. I was so shocked I froze. Then she stuck me in the PTU. I haven't been in that since the day she brought me home. I yelled at her all the way in the car. It was the longest time in my life for me. (5 min.). When she was talking about me to the Lady Vet, she said all kinds of mean things about me. She told the her that I was a biter, and scratcher, and wild. She said I would probably need to be sedated. Well I sure made a lier out of her.The lady vet took me into the back (They had to shave my dingleberries off. (Blush) They stuck me 3 times, too. Something about being overdue on my vaccines. Mom's fault. When the lady Vet brought me back to Mom, she said I was a perfect little patient. No growling and not even a hiss. So there, Mom.

Sophie's story

It all started with a normal trip to Petsmart. I try to hurry past the kitties up for adoption, but yesterday I peeked in. There was a beautiful long hair tuxie girl that was 6 1/2 yo. She was so sweet and loving. I stayed in there way too long. All the way home I thought about her. All night long I thought about her. I even gave her a name. Marlo. So I go back today to get her. I know, I need another cat like I need a mole with hair on my nose. BUT, she's gone!! I missed her by 45 minutes. Not meant to be. So I start scritching a pretty calico girl and one employee after another comes in and tells me her story. She's been in that cage 2 months, she's affectionate and a beauty. SOLD. Her name is Sophie, she's 1 yo and she's a leaner. She rubs and leans against my legs. She has beautiful gold eyes, but she manages to blink with the camera flash...

Jeannie's story

Jeannie joined our family on February 3, 2009. I was looking at all the kitties in our area that needed forever homes. Something about her sweet little face made me keep going back to look at her again and again. I still don't know why, but I sent off an email asking about her. I told myself if it was meant to be, then what's one more furkid? I received an answer to my email saying she was a feral kitty and had been asked about many times, but since she wasn't a lap cat, nobody wanted her. Well we've been down that road many times and I was able to adopt her. Jeannie had been living on a golf course and had at least 2 litters of babies. All her babies were caught and have forever homes. She is about 5 years old, and is a very tiny, delicate girl.

Babe's story

Babe is one of the feral cats my Mom caught. She was Mom's cat along with her other two. After Mom passed, I took care of all three of her cats. Her two original cats went to the rainbow bridge very shortly after Mom died. She had Babe for eight years and I've had her now for nine more years. Babe is my CRF girl. When she was first diagnosed with CRF I thought I'd only have her for a few more weeks, but she has surprised both me and the vet and is doing great with only sub-q fluids three times a week.
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Romeo's story

I found Romeo online. I received an email from a friend about him. His Mom was in a nursing home and not coming back (she didn't know she was staying there forever). So her family was trying to find a home for Romeo. She had an attorney that was to find a good home for Romeo if anything ever happened to her. I had to actually apply to get him. References and essay about me. Once her family had me checked out I was able to pick him up at the attorneys office. I had only been told he was 5 years old and very fluffy. Turned out he's a pure himalayan. I don't think he had ever seen another cat until I brought him home. He's very friendly and is best friends with Bob and Jeannie.

Isis's story

Bob's story

Bob's adoption was totally a spur of the moment thing. I was in the dentist's office for a cleaning and I was telling my dental hygienist about adopting Isis and that I had never had an orange cat. Then she tells me her vets office has a little orange cat up for adoption. I went home and called to make sure the cat was still there, then grabbed a PTU and headed off to go get him. When I got there all I could see was a little bit of orange fur poking out from under his bed. Then we got him out of his cage and he was HUGE. Turned out he was 5 years old and his original family just didn't want him anymore. So off I went to fill out the paper work while the vet gave him one last check over. When we put him in the PTU he almost didn't fit. He is a wonderful boy but very scared all the time. He ducks his head every time I reach down to pet him, like he thinks I'm going to hit him. He doesn't know how to play with toys and once I got one of those toys with a fuzzy hanging from a stick and he was so afraid of the stick he ran and hid for hours. Now we only have the fuzzy part, the stick I trashed. Thank goodness he and Romeo are such good buds, it's the only time he really plays.