Showing posts with label Lucy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucy. Show all posts

Monday, July 14, 2008

Sadness


This has been a really bad weekend for the Cat Blogosphere.  Friday night Forest snuck out of the house.  She had never been outside on her own before and probably got really scared by all the new sights, smells and sounds.  I don't know why it is, but scared cats seem to run straight for the road.  She was hit by a car and Omer found her Saturday morning after looking for her all night.  I have been reading Snow and Forest's blog since it started and I am really going to miss her, but not nearly as much as Snow, Leo, Fairy and Omer.  I am so sad I can hardly stand it, but I know that what I am feeling is not a patch on what they are feeling.  Goodbye, sweet Forest, have a wonderful time at the Rainbow Bridge.


On Sunday Lucy, Moki's sister also went to the Bridge suddenly.  She was napping in a sunspot and just never woke up. She was the family jester and will be greatly missed.  She's probably cracking up all the other kitties at the Rainbow Bridge right now.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Lucy


I think Lucy is about 13 years old.  She doesn't like the stairs much any more. She prefers her cat food to people food, but she has a fondness for cookies and Cheetos.  Her Mom found her wandering around outside, starving, when she was pretty young.  Lucy used to have people, but they didn't want her any more, so they just tossed her outside to fend for herself.  Lucy's new Mom took her in and took care of her and now Lucy follows her around everywhere in the house.  Lucy is very attached to her Mom and it's easy to understand why.  Lucy gets along fine with Bounce and Trixie, but Bounce likes to pounce on her and Trixie occasionally whaps her on the head.  Lucy doesn't seem to mind this much.  Lucy is very ladylike and she probably won't trounce Bounce, but I liked the rhyme.

                                         Lucy is always on the lookout for Bounce
                                         Because on her he likes to pounce.
                                               When she sees him coming
                                               She starts fleetly running.
                                         One of these days, she is going to trounce Bounce.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Lucy


Here is Lucy in the shower.  The cats think she is crazy, but she loves water.  On her walks, she can't pass by the river without going for a little swim, even if it is very cold.  Lucy was born on New Year's Eve 2005 and was adopted into her forever home on October 19th,  2006.  She is a purebred pug, but was going cheap, because the family who adopted her from her first family, who couldn't keep her anymore, found that she wasn't getting along with their other two, older, pugs.  Molly took to her right away, but Maggie wasn't about to make friends with a D-O-G.  Things have settled down now.  Maggie has stopped hissing at Lucy all the time, but she still isn't really friends with her.

                                         Lucy the pug likes to go for a swim.
                                         She will jump in the shower on a whim.
                                                       She loves the water,
                                                       Inside or out-er.
                                          The cats shake their heads when she goes for a swim.

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Lucy



This is Lucy, Artsy Catsy's Spokesmodel.  She is a ragdoll who was found wandering around the streets all on her own in 1992.  Isn't she adorable?  Recently, she used her media contacts and expertise in snoopervising to blow the whistle on Rockey the CEO when she caught him kissing a picture of Lilly Lu in close proximity to his catnip cigar.  It is that incident which prompted the limerick.

                                    Lucy really dug up the dirt
                                    And showed the world that Rocky's a flirt.
                                             She's the Spokesmodel.
                                             The job is a doddle,
                                   Leaving her time to dig up the dirt.