Carol’s Cat Chronicles
Volume
6
“A
Day In Kitty World”
Since
we are not actually in the breeding phase yet, I thought I would just take you
through a day and tell what it is like living with five cats.
Let
me explain that we are just getting into the cattery business. All five of our cats live in the house with
us. We do not have a separate building
or cages in the garage full of cats.
And to be honest, I am so new to this that at this time, the idea of having
a set up like I just mentioned saddens me.
We are so close to our cats that they are part of the family now. If we grow to the point that we have to
start housing cats in another area, I will feel strange, because those cats
will no longer be “pets” as the ones are that we now have. At that point, I will probably keep some of
the original cats in the house anyway, especially Dixie, since she is my
favorite!
From
late October, when the Pixie-bobs were intermingled with the Ragdolls, until
Christmas, all the cats ran together in the house all the time. The Pixie-bobs are a lot more energetic than
the Ragdolls, so those two played together and tried to coax a Ragdoll into
playing now and then. We thought that
Dixie and Scarlet would become buddies, since they are close in age and the
youngest. But Dixie has always been
sort of a loner. She liked to sit back
and watch Scarlet play with either Savannah or Rhett. Then, when she thought they were almost tired, she would jump in
and play for a while with some of the others.
By
Christmas time, both males had discovered that they were indeed males and
became interested in the females in ways that were not playful anymore! That was when we had to start separating the
sexes. So now we have scheduled times
when either the boys are out or the girls are out of the cage. Everyone goes in a cage at night, the girls
in our room and the boys in the cage that we moved from the kitchen area to the
sunroom. Although night-time is when cats are ready to really do some serious
running and playing, they have been pretty agreeable when we decide it is time
to go to bed. The girls might sit in
their cage and stare at us for a while, but they eventually give it up and lay
down! The Pixie-bob male, Rhett, is the
most vocal cat in the house. When he is
ready to come out of the cage, he is not shy about “telling” us, “Hey, I’ve
been in here long enough – I want out!”
So
my normal routine for a day is to get up and let the girls out of their cage so
that I can clean the litter box and fill the food and water bowls and clean up
the cage. The girls are normally out
until about noon and then they trade places with the boys in the sunroom. This room provides lots of sun and a view
for them, and the cage out there is nice and roomy. As soon as any of them go into a cage, they simply find a bed to
nap in. Around dinnertime, we do
another switch and let the girls out again.
And this goes on all day at various times determined by their
behavior. If Rhett is driving me crazy
by doing too much snooping, his time is UP!
He does not understand the word “NO” so he sometimes has to forfeit his
“out” time.
We
keep several litter boxes around the house.
At one time I had six litter boxes and five cats. But when we decided that the sexes had to be
separated, I did a little “reducing”, leaving one box in each cage, one in the
sunroom and one in the hallway of the house, making it a total of four
boxes. I scoop them everyday, so to
make the rounds, it takes me about 30 minutes to do. If I am doing the ones in the cages, I also give the shelves a
“wipe down” while I am there, as well as refresh the food and water bowls. All the cats love to watch me do this and
cannot keep their noses out of the boxes as I clean them! You would think that they would know what
that stuff is by now! And as soon as
one is clean, of course someone has to go in and check it out to be sure I did
it correctly. It is the same with the
food bowls; as soon as one is filled, someone starts to eat, like I have been
holding out on them or something!
When
the girls are out, they usually play together for a while. When I can,
I
get out the old “fishin pole” and we play with that as well. Savannah is so wild when we do this that she
scares me…she jumps so high that I am afraid she will hurt herself. Scarlet seems to figure out right away that
the best place to grab hold of the thing is from a high position. So I have Scarlet up on the couch or audubon
and Dixie and Savannah chasing it on the floor. This makes for a very eventful playtime.
After
their playing, the girls usually find a spot in which to curl up and nap. One of their favorite places is the spare
bedroom, since no one goes in there very often. When the boys are out, I can always find Blake right smack in the
middle of the pillows of that bed. And
Rhett likes a chair in this room that I have filled with throw pillows. However, most of the time, Rhett likes to
follow everyone around when he is out of the cage. He likes to keep tabs on us, so he doesn’t miss anything.
So,
I guess what I am trying to say is that living with these five cats is
relatively uneventful at this point. We
all exist rather “harmonically”. The
most stress of the day is when it is time to trade places with the boys and
girls in the cages, because our boys are “ready for some action”. I try to make this transition as quickly as
possible so the boys do not get too frustrated!
In
my next articles, I will discuss a situation that came from “left field” and is
going to throw us into a whole new ballgame…