Regal Cat Café has been on my radar before they opened last year (and I have made previous posts about them). I love what they do but can’t justify to myself going very often to visit kitties when I have my very own that don’t see enough of me. Recently they started to host some activities within the café that support the community of Kensington (an area in Calgary) and provide a revenue generation for them. Kitty & You yoga, paint nights…
What? Paint nights? This past weekend a friend and I went for a paint night. A wonderful instructor from Raw Canvas led the class and my friend and I (not painters – which will become self evident) had the most giggles we’ve had in ages. The talented leading lady would say things like “dip your brush in the green and then just make a swoop from here to here…” And we’d laugh as we tried to repeat it. However, the results were fun.
Here’s our completed masterpieces:
And best of all – we got to visit the kitties when we arrived before we started painting, and then a longer visit after while the paintings dried so we could take them home. Right now there are nine kitties looking for FURever homes. We fell in love with all of them – awake and asleep.
Awake and keeping everyone in line was Axl – he had such wonderful energy I wish I could take him home:
Asleep and stealing my heart with his cute pink pads was Rollie, a street kitty that is loving the warm cuddly indoors.
Was such fun to support the Café and meet the kitties (and get the giggles from the painting evening).
Happy St. Paddy’s day everyone 🙂 May the luck of these rescued kitties be with us all.
In my work with people in the safety field we describe a “heightened state of awareness” to be one where your brain’s focus narrows in on dangers or details that may immediately and directly impact the work you are doing. But when I am on the road, away from my kitties, I think I am in a heightened state of awareness to all things “cat”.
(I loved this wallet and had a difficult time resisting its purchase…)
I’m sure the items are there all the time, but when I am getting my daily dose of kitty at home I’m not as hypersensitive to all the cat art, cat furnishings, cat trinkets.
(Found this little French Miss kitty wallet reminded me of the Disney Aristocats….)
This last trip away had me seeing cat merchandise EVERYWHERE. I managed to convince myself not to purchase anything – merely enjoy the creativity.
(Well pulling on the cat’s tongue to tighten the seal on the bag was too much for me so these kitchen gadgets weren’t as difficult to resist…)
All fun – but not as fun as being with my kitties.
I’ve been lucky to visit with my Bermuda friend Casey over the last couple of weeks, she helps me survive travel when I am missing my kitties. I drop in on her after work and she runs chirping to greet me. We have a petting and purring love session, then I feed her some treats (she sits up nicely) and then we just chill and enjoy one another’s company.
While we are communing – just hanging out together – Casey grooms. It is an all consuming task and never ending. How else can she stay the beautiful babe she is without keeping up her routine?
Both of my kitties are able to watch repetitive things for much longer than me – I get bored quickly with the pendulum motion and give up or stop when they still are mesmerizingly entertained.
But beneath that repetitive fixation is the blaze of reflexes when they do strike. I can be absolutely BLOWN away with how slow my reflexes are and how lightening fast theirs are. I reassure myself that the “Stimulus – Pause – Response” of my brain (with the longer pause than theirs) is what helps me make better complex decisions. But in the catching of flies they win paws down.
The two kitties (smaller/upper one is Princess, larger/lower one is Rusty) are sharing a heating pad that was placed on one of the office chairs four years ago.
In this photo Rusty is just about a year in my house from his adoption and I decided that it was so close to February 14th when I got him that I would always celebrate his arrival “birthday” by considering him my valentine kitty.
They both (and me) wish everyone love and lots of hugs and purrs on this February 14th and EVERY day.
My kitties teach me constantly that location in sales (and in life) matters. They both know where the sunbeams in the house are at particular times of the day and they often try to tell me about them when they head there. It has taken me AGES to realize that when they come out of the back bedroom and chat to me on the way up the stairs that the message is “come with us to the sunbeam.”
When I do follow them I am treated to the process there… it starts with grooming:
Then, once every hair is properly placed it continues to lolling in an inviting way… please feel free to pet (with appropriate purring as additional enticement)…
Princess knows the value of location too. When she wants attention she can place herself in a way that absolutely prohibits being ignored. In this case DIRECTLY on the document that has my attention…
It is IMPOSSIBLE to resist this face – so she gets petting and cuddling and then she gets what she really wants… ACTIVITY. Sometimes that is doing tricks, sometimes that is playing chase, and sometimes it is tracking down a favorite toy (or a new toy) for her and tussling with it together.
This is a favoured toy – a “kicker” – that she can really get physical with. Princess has always been a kitty that likes activity, even now that she is a senior with a bit of a paunch 😉
I just spent a week away from my kitties in Seoul Korea and found that “checking in” to my WordPress account was fun (I don’t know any Korean – but I can guess):
And then last night (after arriving back in Calgary only about an hour after I left Seoul – gotta love crossing that date-line) I was greeted with Purrs and Chirps and LOTS of talking by my two gorgeous best furry friends. After we had snuggled and petted for a while I did the thing that they love most on my returns – opened the luggage (with all its fascinating smells) and let them rummage. They were a blur of movement – but you can still notice both of them have a ridge of hair standing upright along their backs SO EXCITING!
After I got the laundry into the machine I said “Bedtime kitties” and they raced me upstairs and waited (not terribly patiently for Princess is talking about me getting into bed to play and give treats!)
(NOT your best look Princess.) But soon we were all snoozing together. In the morning after play, and breakfast – I foolishly wanted to get some work done. Have a look at my “help” in that department…
Not my most productive day… but hey – it was a Sunday… and I was jet lagged (couldn’t POSSIBLY be the kitties fault! 😉 )
Every now and then I tell my Rusty that it is “bedtime” early. He always looks at me with a slightly confused expression and then hopefully trots to the bedroom with me. He waits patiently while I get the library movie ready to play and then settles in fast asleep in mere minutes.
After the movie is over I will give him a belly rub that starts like this…
Notice he’s still hiding his eyes from the bright lights – but he is already purring loudly.
Then he relaxes even more and offers his hind paws for a rub while finding his way towards the sunbeam.
And it all ends when he is relaxed enough to accept a foot rub on those cute front paws. No photos please – some things are just too personal 😉
My kitties remind me that no mater what deadlines there are… there is ALWAYS time for important things, like a few minutes play.
Princess rumbled down the stairs into my home office and then slowed… tail swishing, ridge raised on her back she plots her attack.
Rusty, alert to her presence, waits amongst the packing/unpacking….
When the action starts it is so quick that really a slow motion video is the only way to go… but that isn’t what I had right then.
The tussle is over in 20 seconds of rambunctious activity and then it is time for THE MOST IMPORTANT OF ALL.
Grooming – which also includes stretching the muscles so there is no stiffness after the exercise.
Princess is older than me in kitty years and her flexibility still rivals mine as a young teenager… hmmm… guess I best get back to my yoga poses. Daily practice keeps one young (according to Princess anyway).
In the ongoing “saga” of the new neighbourhood kitty… after a viciously nasty stretch of cold weather a chinook blew into Calgary raising the temperature to a balmy near freezing. That morning I was not surprised to see the gorgeous climbing kitty (currently calling her “Snuggles” till we learn her real name) up the tree on my front yard.
I dashed off to get my good camera knowing that once she’s noticed that I’ve seen her she comes over to the step for a snuggle and a treat.
To give you perspective she is most definitely two stories in the air (and she goes way higher in this tree!)
She, of course, immediately started talking to me when I started to take the photos (was difficult to get one with her little pink mouth closed 🙂 )
After taking photos I went back into the house, put on my GoPro, picked up a few treats for her and went out to meet her…
But she was still up in the tree. She was on the lowest branches (about 6 feet off the ground) and calling to me. Apparently she doesn’t know how to back down a tree and maybe the last time she was up this one jumping down she may have twisted a paw.
We talked and talked for a while and she insisted she should get some help from me. So I went to help her. As you can tell even though she “asked” for help she really wasn’t sure!
I offered her to jump down on my back – but that obviously confused her… then I moved around a different way and showed her the branch I wanted her to step onto – she did so confidently. And as she stepped onto it I got hold of her. Eeek… but she controlled herself and stiffened and held in her claws.
And as I placed her on the ground she was chirping and purring. She then ran over to the doorway to wait while I carefully tried not to slip on the ice on my way back. I hadn’t come outside with my snowshoes/crampons.
Happily she talked to me and purred and sat up for a few treats.
Next time if I find her asking for help I’ll try to teach her about coming down a tree backwards. She can likely learn that.