Awww, it's so good to see her pudgy self after everything you went through with her! She's just keeping you on your toes! :lol:

 

What a sweet kitty! I love the last picture, it looks like she is on the verge of asking you a question. Or at least letting out a little meeeoooow?

 

Ugh. She is an awful cat to take photos of, unles she is asleep. In that last pic, you can see her leaning just a little bit. Right after I snapped that photo, she gave me a disgusted look and darted off to the back door.

...As to keeping me on my toes...I think she wanted to KEEP my toes last night! Oh, she was silly... :lol:

 

Arianwen will start pouncing on the bed sometimes, too, Cute Mallie was just letting her inner panther out for a run.rcat

 

My Fuzzy loves to play with a piece of string or rope under the covers of the bed, she dive-bombs the covers and goes completely nutzo chasing the yarn or "fake mice" if I wiggle my fingers under the blankets.

Your kitty is beautiful, such wonderful expressions on her face!

Andi

 

Bed mice? lol

She sounds like she was having a great time

 

She's so cute! I love her white belly. :lol:

There must be something in the air... Milly was in one of those moods this morning too! She kept smacking the "bed mice" and then jumped off the bed, and after that I heard her tearing around the living room! :roll:

 

Bed mice? lol

That is what my Mom would call it when she'd come into our bedrooms (Sis & I) to play with the kitties. She showed us how to put our arm/hand under the blankets and wiggle our fingers for the cats to catch the 'bed mice' tunneling under the blankets. You know? I think this game is why I learned to sleep in one position all night long without moving...otherwise the kitties sleeping with me would pounce!

 

...why I learned to sleep in one position all night long without moving...otherwise the kitties sleeping with me would pounce!

Same here.

There was one weird experience I had a while ago. Slasher was on the bed playing with the blanket, and he suddenly let out a loud wail for several seconds. I had never heard him make that sound, or be that loud. I mentioned it to a friend, and she suggested that he probably got a nail caught in the blanket and scared himself.

Now that they're older, they don't pounce at my feet, but Slasher likes to curl up against my leg, and I feel guilty if I move and disturb him. :lol:

 

Wow, she's beautiful! :luv Sounds like she was feeling frisky! Patches will get like that once in a while, where she's just silly. She's gets eyes as big as dinner plates, and just plays like crazy!

 

I think the Autumn season affects the little rascals. Mine go ape every year about this time-must be the cool weather. Your little butter-ball looks a lot like my Marlene.

 

This morning, the twins were going nuts, as usual, running through the house. I had tried to go back to bed after unleashing the beasts when they woke up, but soon their race-track included my bed. After one little brat jumped up on my HEAD, then ran all around on the bed, I finally sat up and said "Charlee!!!!"

It was Cinderella. 8O

 

Ok, Patches must have read this topic, because she is right now running around like a freak! Tail in the air, saggy belly flopping from side to side as she runs...........free as the wind! :lol:

 

Malibu has got to be one of the cutest cats I have EVER seen!

 

EVERY time I think about Malibu when I'm here at Cat Forum, I think about the time around Thanksgiving 2006 when I joined because she had Hepatic Lipidosis and I had to treat her at home for financial reasons and I came so close to losing her... Treating her at home made such a huge turn around in her personality. I get tears in my eyes.
If it wasn't for Cat Forum and its' members who were encouraging me...

Mallie was a feral cat who had kittens under my hay shed. She would let me bring canned food twice a day, when the kittens were about 4wks old. She would follow me and growl the entire time I was near her babies. She eventually moved them, after only about 2wks of me feeding them. I didn't see her or her babies for a month, and then she showed up on my front porch with all the babies. She sat on a chair and watched them play in my shrubs. I began to put food out, and daily move it closer to the garage. After a few days I was able to set up the garage with the door open about 8" and set to close down and the push of a button...and I trapped them all in there.
Unfortunately, my car was in there, too. *slaps hand to forehead!*
I fed them for about half a week, but then I needed my car. I got the neighbors to help me by standing outside and using sheets of cardboard to help keep them herded inside the garage and I opened the door, keeping an eye out for running cats/kittens as Hubby pushed the car out of the garage and into the driveway. No one escaped, they all hid behind/under Hubby's tool boxes at the sides of the garage. I was able to lay a comforter on the garage floor and began laying out there and reading, feeding canned food nearby and letting the kittens play on my legs. Mallie wanted nothing to do with me and still growled.
After almost 2wks, Hubby and I trapped all the kittens and installed them in the Master bathroom for taming/fostering because there was no appreciable progress in the garage. I called around and found a place that would spay a feral cat for me. I drop off 20# bags of catfood to that rescue whenever I shop in that town. The kittens tamed nicely and went through the adoption program at PetsMart. Mallie was released back onto our property and it took 5mo before she'd let me touch her, and then it was just her tail tip. Even today, she will usually turn her back to me and only allow her tail to be petted first, before you can pet her head/shouders/back.

Anyhow, Mallie slowly tamed and then began coming inside for short periods of time to enjoy the AC or heater and comfy furniture around 2003. By 2004 she was able to stay in overnight but she spent the majority of her time outside. In the fall of 2006 she lost a dramatic amount of weight, but because she was so 'untouchable' I didn't notice until she had lost probably 2-2.5 pounds. Even then, I only noticed it because I saw her dropping food. When I felt her, I thought she had a mouth problem because of the dropped food. Vet bloodwork showed HL.
At that time, I had just spent several hundred on parts for my 30yr old car and a couple hundred on diagnostics for Mallie. I couldn't afford what the vet said she'd have to charge (keeping costs down as low as she could, she knew I did rescue) and asked to treat her at home. The vet was hesitant because the HL cat requires a LOT of work to save and most 'treated at home' die. Probably 95%.
But I did it.
The vet was impressed.
But I think I was impressed the most. Mallie turned from a stand-offish cat to one of my best snuggle-mongers. Ever since that treatment/recovery period, she sleeps on my head on the pillow or on my shoulder or snuggled up to my chest. I can handle her quickly, like picking her up suddenly, giving her a squeeze and a kiss on the head before letting her back down, and she doesn't get ruffled (much) or frightened and lash out or struggle to get away. She allows it because she trusts me now. That is precious to me, that a feral cat could become MY kitty.
Thanks Cat Forum!

 

Mallie's story is so sweet, Heidi! Love and trust from a feral kitty is the most precious thing in the world! :heart

 

she's beautiful :luv

 

Wow.... that's an awesome story Heidi.