Cats are Family Too!

Do you remember that 80s new wave hit by Information Society “What’s on Your Mind”? This is one of the countless songs that works its way into my head on a somewhat regular basis. When this happens, like with any other songs, I sing it to the cats. This week’s post was inspired by the fact that it’s happened again, and this little ditty has been stuck in my head all week. It’s entirely possible that Betty and Marge are sick of hearing it by now, but who knows? Now, I always

(editor's note: Sorry we've been absent lately! Real life and all... we are back though!) I’ve lived in my apartment for 7 years now, in the city proper, but on a residential street. There are the usual animals lingering around, such as squirrels, robins, rats and the occasional opossum. Crazy as it sounds, I’ve even seen a coyote run down my street! Surprisingly, though, a random cat was a pretty rare sight. Then one day, about 3 years ago, a very friendly blonde guy showed

While it’s true that a lot of cats are social and like having a buddy or two around, sometimes, a cat is so used to being alone that any other new cat on the scene is automatically dubbed as “the enemy”. When you are the king or queen of your own domain, how dare another trespass onto your turf, right? Such was the case with Betty and Marge. For roughly 10 years of her life, Betty was a solo cat. She’d had a cat roommate briefly in the past and she was nothing short of a gian

I’ve mentioned previously that I volunteer at Harmony House for Cats in Chicago, IL. This, of course, means that I have the pleasure of meeting and interacting with a lot of cats on a regular basis. Now, I love all cats and think they’re all cute, but occasionally, I cross paths with one that is just beyond words. This has happened with a handful of cats over my 2.5 years of volunteering and to be honest, if I had a larger living space, I’d have adopted at least one of them a

Much like my love for cats, I also have a strong love for travel. Thus, a few times a year, much to the cats’ dismay, I skip town. Betty, being the older one, has been around for this much more often than Marge. Betty, also being the co-dependent one who would prefer that I never set foot out of my apartment ever, isn’t much of a fan of these times. I can see the look of “Ugh, no, not *this* again” on her face the moment I drag the suitcase out. Once the suitcase is open and

Nothing says, “Hey, it’s time to party!” more than when a cat’s human is fast asleep in bed, preferably between 2-5am. Marge, thankfully, pretty much respects my sleep and doesn’t really feel the need to disrupt it. The most she’ll ever do is jump into the bed, meow once and then stare at me until I get up. That’s not a common occurrence, though. Usually, she is perfectly content with just sleeping in the bed. Betty, on the other hand, hoo-boy! I truly believe that finding ne

(Note from Aldona - We are so happy to welcome Natalie to the CAFT family! She will be writing a blog series for us we're dubbing "Feline Fridays". So of course for her first blog post with us, she'll be introducing everyone to her kitties. Be on the lookout for her blog posts every couple of weeks. Welcome aboard, Natalie!) We’ve probably all encountered a person in our lives, I know I have encountered several, who say, “Cats! They’re all the same, aren’t they?” I take tha