It has been over a year since the eruption and volcanic gasses ended here.
Our vegetation has almost recovered and life has pretty much returned to normal here in Paradise, almost.
When I first brought our cats back home from the evacuation they were surprised and ecstatic at being returned.
Within a very short time they were again acclimated.
To reiterate, we have 2 black neutered sibling toms that will be 3 years old the coming New Years.
They are as different from each other as night and day, personality and physically.
They only have their color, black, in common.
Hunter, now called Tubby, is the reclusive, stay at home, 'fraidy cat, a compulsive eater who's turning to fat.
Hence, his present name, Tubby.
He is the stay at home lap cat.
He is much larger and heavier than his brother Dexter, now called Doodle because he just doodles around all the time.
Doodle is the adventurous one.
He's always gone, hardly eats, and comes in late for breakfast every morning.
He also makes friends very easily.
We get comments from neighbors about how sweet and friendly he is.
Our cats were raised as outdoor cats.
They were intended to be raters.
they have evolved to be indoor/outdoor cats, as they feel at the moment.
Plus, the doors are always open on our house, except for the bedroom door. because
They come in at 4 or 5am to wake us up.
It's time for cats to be up and around playing and eating.
We should be up too, or so they think.
Tubby, the stay at home, is a klutz.
He has trouble catching his tail, has never learned to stalk and has a very high failure rate for catches.
Doodle on the other hand is always bringing rats and birds home.
The problem is that I'm constantly catching live birds or killing live rats in the house.
He's constantly bringing them home for us because we're pretty poor hunter, Gail and I.
Gail feeds them so much that Doodle is not hungry enough to need to kill and eat any of his catches.
We made certain that our cats never associated the kitchen with food.
Tubby still avoids the kitchen mostly, while Doodle now takes up residence in the kitchen whenever one of us is in there.
Doodle now follows us around poking his head into cupboards, and refrigerator begging all the while.
He lays in the middle of the floor, under foot all the time were in the kitchen now.
Gail dropped a small piece of spinach on the floor.
Doodle grabbed it and ate it before he realized what it was.
He's now a kitchen hunter.
Tubby NEVER climbs on the counters.
I've had to smack Doodle off the counters several times lately.
I've even caught him with his head in a bowl of shrimp on the counter, smacked him off the counter and kicked him out of the kitchen in a quick one-two punch.
This has all started recently, and only with Doodle.
I'm convinced Dood is being spoiled by his neighborhood friends when he visits them.
I'm lost as to what to do about it, and how to break his new bad habits.
PS
Keep in mind that our cats are not afraid of me in any way.
When I use the terms to slap or kick the cat, they never get hurt, but do register that they have displeased me.
Not that it makes any difference to them.
Our vegetation has almost recovered and life has pretty much returned to normal here in Paradise, almost.
When I first brought our cats back home from the evacuation they were surprised and ecstatic at being returned.
Within a very short time they were again acclimated.
To reiterate, we have 2 black neutered sibling toms that will be 3 years old the coming New Years.
They are as different from each other as night and day, personality and physically.
They only have their color, black, in common.
Hunter, now called Tubby, is the reclusive, stay at home, 'fraidy cat, a compulsive eater who's turning to fat.
Hence, his present name, Tubby.
He is the stay at home lap cat.
He is much larger and heavier than his brother Dexter, now called Doodle because he just doodles around all the time.
Doodle is the adventurous one.
He's always gone, hardly eats, and comes in late for breakfast every morning.
He also makes friends very easily.
We get comments from neighbors about how sweet and friendly he is.
Our cats were raised as outdoor cats.
They were intended to be raters.
they have evolved to be indoor/outdoor cats, as they feel at the moment.
Plus, the doors are always open on our house, except for the bedroom door. because
They come in at 4 or 5am to wake us up.
It's time for cats to be up and around playing and eating.
We should be up too, or so they think.
Tubby, the stay at home, is a klutz.
He has trouble catching his tail, has never learned to stalk and has a very high failure rate for catches.
Doodle on the other hand is always bringing rats and birds home.
The problem is that I'm constantly catching live birds or killing live rats in the house.
He's constantly bringing them home for us because we're pretty poor hunter, Gail and I.
Gail feeds them so much that Doodle is not hungry enough to need to kill and eat any of his catches.
We made certain that our cats never associated the kitchen with food.
Tubby still avoids the kitchen mostly, while Doodle now takes up residence in the kitchen whenever one of us is in there.
Doodle now follows us around poking his head into cupboards, and refrigerator begging all the while.
He lays in the middle of the floor, under foot all the time were in the kitchen now.
Gail dropped a small piece of spinach on the floor.
Doodle grabbed it and ate it before he realized what it was.
He's now a kitchen hunter.
Tubby NEVER climbs on the counters.
I've had to smack Doodle off the counters several times lately.
I've even caught him with his head in a bowl of shrimp on the counter, smacked him off the counter and kicked him out of the kitchen in a quick one-two punch.
This has all started recently, and only with Doodle.
I'm convinced Dood is being spoiled by his neighborhood friends when he visits them.
I'm lost as to what to do about it, and how to break his new bad habits.
PS
Keep in mind that our cats are not afraid of me in any way.
When I use the terms to slap or kick the cat, they never get hurt, but do register that they have displeased me.
Not that it makes any difference to them.