Friday, April 6, 2012

The Tribe - review

This may come as no surprise, but I really like reading cat-based adventure books. As some of you may remember, last year I read some of the Warrior books and really enjoyed them.

I recently learned that one of the local cat-people I have met through the Community Cat Coalition is a famous author! She has written a book that tells the story of some feral cats and TNR. The book is The Tribe, by McCarty Griffin. Sadly, it's only available as an ebook from Amazon, for $3.99 (or free to borrow for Amazon Prime members) - I wish I could have a real-paper copy (how do you get the author to autograph an ebook?!)

The story tells the tale of a colony of feral cats who live on an abandoned farm. They scrape by for many years by looking out for each other. After several years of having the farm all to themselves, they must figure out how to respond to an ambitious young couple who moves into the farm house. Thankfully for the cats, the couple have a heart for animals and start a TNR campaign.

McCarty's writing style is pleasant and easy to follow. The story unfolds by alternating perspectives from the voice of the cats to that of the humans. Getting the cats' and the humans' perspectives on TNR adds a compelling level of tension to the story. How do the cats interpret and respond to the humans trapping, neutering and releasing of their colony-mates? I also found that getting the feral cats' perspective really added a sense of balance to the depiction of TNR. Knowing that the author was a proponent of TNR, I feared the story might over glamorize it - thankfully, my fear was not realized.

I especially appreciated that the author boldly tackled the difficult subject of terminating unborn kittens in the TNR process. To me this is one of the darker, more emotionally difficult elements of TNR and so for her to wrestle with that topic really added an element of integrity to the story.

Here's a short sample of the story, as told from the cat's perspective,
Tia was one of the few cats left who clearly remembered the time when two-legs had lived on the farm. "He lived in the big wooden den, didn't he? I was barely out of the barn then."

"Of course, the tribe was much smaller then." Tia's eyes seemed to fix on some faraway place as she reminisced. "We stayed in the barn and hunted the mice the black snakes didn't get. Times were much easier then. Less mouths to feed. Then, the old two-legs was carried away in a great white beast, with a flashing red eye and a wail that raised the fur. After that, the younger male two-legs came by at times to walk around, looking for what I never did figure out. Sometimes, strangers just stopped long enough to throw someone from their beast like Daca, so far gone with kittens she birthed them that same day, right there in the open part of the den. She was so frightened and kept howling for the two-legs to help her--the same two-legs who threw her out without a backward glance."

Bella listened absently to her musings. She had heard the story of the tribe's origins many times over the long seasons of her life. The tribe had grown great in numbers since the first few cats had lived in the barn, with more kittens born every spring, and the addition of terrified strangers dropped from rumbling beasts, who were taken in and made one of their own. Occasionally, a sickness took some of their number, or a beast such as the black dog from a few years back, who had killed many of the tribe until he disappeared as mysteriously as he had come. At times, one of the tribe would find an old cat lying with eyes open and dull with death. Through all of it, Tia and Bella endured, having outlived nearly everyone.

"We better get back to the barn," Tia said. "Dark's setting in and Sidda swears she saw a coyote trotting through the outer fields last week."
McCarty tells me that she wrote The Tribe for her children. Being one who doesn't like reading about the death of animals, I appreciate knowing in advance if there's death, and thankfully in this story, the only critters that die are a few voles that end up being kitty lunch, and even that event is not graphically depicted. However, even with that said, there are moments of great tension in the story.

The Tribe is a great short adventure story about feral cats, I thoroughly enjoyed it. After finishing the book, I found myself wanting more. I suppose now I'll always wonder what happens to all the characters after the story finishes. Maybe she'll write a sequel!

This was my first time using an electronic book reader and I wasn't all that impressed. Laura was gracious enough to let me commandeer her Kindle so I could access the book. Maybe I'm a closet luddite, but I much prefer real paper books. But, I'm not hear to review the Kindle, so, back to the book. In summary, The Tribe is a wonderful read! I highly recommend it for anyone whose interested in reading about feral cats and TNR.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

little bold Rose

Little Rose is still little, but she grows more bold by the day.


She used to avoid all human contact for fear of being eaten. She even didn't like being looked at. She would skitter around the edge of the room, always keeping a safe distance from those scary humans.


She perfected her "stink eye" - face slightly downcast while her eyes are looking up at you. This is a look she demonstrates quite often. 

For quite a long time now, Rose has been getting Anxitane, an anti-anxiety supplement which seems to really be working for her. More and more when she is feeling safe, she has been asking me for pets. I have discovered that she loves having her chin and cheeks scratched! She has also recently taken to enjoy being brushed, which is good as she has desperately needed it. Her fur is starting to get soft, for the first time ever - yea!!

There are only two places in the house that she allows me to touch her.

The kitchen window

and the cat bed on the dishwasher.


Photobomb!!


Rose still gets freaked out pretty easily and generally avoids getting near humans - she still doesn't even let Laura pet her. Rose has always been Laura's cat (I have claimed the other five). But now Laura is accusing me of stealing her little Rose. I'm not sure what to say, Rose makes her own choices.

More often than not, Rose can be found cuddling with her favorite snuggle buddy, Nahum.

Sweet Nahum never seems to mind being used as Rose's pillow.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

fair sun, where art thou?

The weather lately has been awful. Rain, rain and more rain. It's suppose to be Spring! Poor Oliver has cabin fever, he so wants to go out in his yard and run around, but not in the yucky rain! Where is the sun and the warmer temperatures?!

When the sun comes out even for a few minutes the kitties are all over it. In this case they enjoyed a moment of sun on the front porch!








If you see the sun, please tell it to return asap to the Pacific Northwest, thanks.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Oliver extra

I know I just posted my daily post, but I just couldn't wait to post this picture.

This morning, while the cats were on the front porch, I let Oliver inside to explore. He found the nip nanner and that was the end of the exploration! To say he loved it would be an understatement! When it came time to bring him back outside, I let him take his nanner with him.

enjoying the nanner nip haze

trees

 No room in the inn.

The cat tree is a popular choice these days. Might need to grow a few more so everyone has a cozy spot. I've been dreaming about adding one to the bedroom, hoping it might provide a little more room on the bed for the humans. Maybe it'll be a gift to us all when Oliver finally comes inside!

Nahum giving the back legs a rest.


Buddy's blood tests came back indicating he is in good health, that's always nice. Thanks everyone for the purrs and prayers. He's nearly 13 years old, and he often acts old, so I worry about the guy. He's currently scheduled next Monday for a dental. This will be his second dental in a little less than a year, when we first got him his teeth were in rough shape, so he needed a cleaning and a few extracted. The cost seems to have gone up, the vet gave me an estimate of $600-750! Wowza!


I haven't given up on Oliver coming inside. I've been too chicken to do formal introductions between the cats, so instead I have been carrying Oliver in my arms and parading him around the inside of the house. Theo is curious about him, and Buddy goes crazy when he sees him, everyone else just ignores him like their old mates, and bless Oliver's heart, he's calm as can be. He doesn't like having Oliver yell, spit and hiss at him but he's completely cool with everyone else. I think it helps that he's in my arms, because he seems to take a lot of comfort being close to me. Every so often he checks in with me by giving my chin a head bonk!

Seeing how calm Oliver was at the vet a few weeks back has given me more courage to go forward with the introductions. I think I just fear some kind of blood bath unfolding while I look on in horror. This introduction seems quite different than the others because Oliver is already acquainted with me, the house and to some degree the cats. I just need to get over the fear and let him meet Theo and Nahum on his own four paws, while I watch with water pistol, long handled broom and thick leather gloves in hand.

Monday, April 2, 2012

anorexia

Buddy has continued his resistance to eating. After a lot of prodding he'll eat some but never a full serving. I've been worried about his weight, he seems thinner. And recently, he has altered his cuddle schedule, which is very unusual. Being the cat-hypercondriac that I am, I ran him over to the vet on Saturday to get him looked over again. He was in last in January for the same deal.


The vet said he looks good and his weight was a few ounces more than the last visit.  She noticed a red, inflamed spot on his gum, which might explain his reluctance to eat. She did some diagnostic blood work, the results come in on Monday. Depending on what the blood tests reveal, we might be scheduling a dental to get that spot looked over. Dentals on older kitties make me very nervous, especially after Mary Ann over at The Very Best Cats, lost her precious KC a little over a year ago to a dental gone bad.


Buddy spends most of his time curled up or sprawled out on the ottoman in front of the fire. Lately, he's really been enjoying playing with Nahum - they both seem to enjoy each other, which is a delight to see. Yesterday, they even spent some time snuggled together!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

photo contest

The annual Purrfect Pals Average Joe Cat Show is coming up on May 5th. One of the many fun fundraising activities the organizers put together is a photo contest. I decided to get in on it this year by entering a picture of Theo and Willow. Theo is in the best black and white photo category and Willow is in the best sleeping cat photo and best contented cat photo categories.

Click on the link below each photo to go to the Average Joe Cat Show site. There are some other great photos posted, so the competition will be tough. Each vote is $1 USD.



I hope I win the contest, but in the end the real winners are the thousands of cats that Purrfect Pals helps each year.