Recent Content by NY cat man

I don't know, as they didn't do the trim in the exam room where we were.

As a matter of fact, while at the vet's office for checkups and distemper shots yesterday, we had them trim their claws as well. Mind you, these cats started life as ferals, but they required no gabapentin or any other sedation. The vet techs took them to the room they have for such things, and...

Same here; between the hearing loss and tinnitus, carrying on a phone conversation is, at best, difficult. If the person on the other end has any kind of foreign accent? Forget it.

I don't remember the Four Tops version of Walk Away Renee, only that by the Left Banke back in '66, I think it was.

Most of the cats at that place were content to live and let live, but not the one cat. There were 3 bays in that garage; on the right was the lift bay, in the center was the pit, and on the left was the flat bay where we did the collision and body work. There wasn't a lot of distance between...

In this case, it was Prancer (as usual), Bashful (a first for her), and Miss Eleanor (also a first) doing the honors.

So we took the whole gang to the vet's for their annual checkups, and it mostly went OK, aside from some unplanned stool samples in a couple of the carriers. The only discordant note was that Prancer and Stretch have lost some weight, and they found a Grade 3 heart murmur in Stretch. To do...

Liver! I don't know if it was the way my mother cooked it (dipped in flour, then pan fried) or not, but it was like chewing on a piece of leather, and about as tasteless. To this day, I wouldn't touch liver with a 20-foot pole.

Blueberry, Red currants, and cranberries; in fact, I have blueberry bushes planted in my garden.

I planted my tomato seedlings a couple of days ago and, as we have raccoons and opossums about, put wire cages around them, then put down straw as ground cover. Grumpy approves.

Even though I'm partially deaf, I still prefer verbal communication, face to face. I hate using a phone for that reason, so texting is my electronic choice.

And yet, early on I wasn't a 'cat person'. If we ever had any cats on the farm, I have no memory of it. When I went to work at that local garage, the owner had cats that were only a notch above ferals. One, in particular, I hated. She would lay on one of the cars, and as I walked by, would try...

But I find it amazing how many try.

The fancy tulips are all done, but we have others that come on later, and they are just coming into bloom now. There are several others putting on a show now English daisies 'Winky' Aquilegia 'Storm Cloud' Amsonia Bugleherb 'Wine and Roses' tulip mix Also, my container potatoes have all emerged...

The sun must be too hot even for a cat, if such a thing is possible, else Miss Eleanor and Bashful would be soaking it up. Of course, they still have not shed their winter coats yet.