Prince's Life: The Memory of a Beautiful Cat

The Other One here.  If you're reading this post you probably know about the lost of our beloved Prince Pinchi.  We are devastated about his death and our eyes haven't stop leaking since this morning.  Here's the story.

Prince used to sleep outside in his fun-park, but last night, it was raining and very windy, so he decided (well, his Mom decided it for him) to sleep inside the house.  About at 4:00 AM, Prince started meawing for his wet food, so the Mom woke up and gave him what he wanted.  A few minutes later, I heard someone coughing and, inmediately, the Mom calling me telling that something was happening to Prince.  I went inmediately next to him, called him and touched his chest.  At that moment he stopped his cough and his breathing.  I shaked him a little, touched his face and grabbed his front leg, but nothing happened.  Then the Mom told me to put some alcohol in front of his nose and I did that, too, but nothing happened either.  He was gone and we were there looking at him speechless.  Then began the crying.

Our dear Prince did honor his name.  Since he came to the house after Pirulo, he couldn't be the king until Piru died, but that didn't stop him to develop a very strong and complex "catonality". 

Stop taking photos of me!  I'm trying to take a nap!

We was strong, a fighter, a hunter and, as I used to call him, "a Houdini cat".  He was a fighter because he didn't wanted any other cats near the house.  Once, another cat came to fight with Piru, but Prince went out and put the other cat to run.  He was a hunter because there wasn't any mouse or lizard that he couldn't catch.  And he was a Houdini cat because every fun-park that we build had to be Prince-proof or he would find any tiny gap or crack to escape and go hang-out the rest of the night.  All this characteristics made him be a very independent cat; he was always alone, always by himself, coming to us only for food and letting us stroke him just a little every now and then.

Do I look sweet of what?

But, after Piru's death, Prince became more social and sweet with us.  One night, I was determined to make friends with him, so I insisted until I teach him how to eat from my hand.  That meant he put the bitey on me a few times, but it was worthed because then he loved to eat his prawns out of our hands. 

If I can't use the computer, then anyone can't use it either.

Just checking there are any prawns lost around here.

Prince began to spend more time inside the house, meawing more and, for the first time, we heard him purring.  I remember I called the Mom and said that Prince was purring, she couldn't believe it.  With the time, he became more closed to us. 

Oh, I'm really comfortable here.

I remember the first time he sat on my feet, the first time he licked my hand, when he sat on my lap and the first time he slept by my side at my bed.  Of course, he did all that with the Mom, too.

We really don't know what happened to him last night, we think it was his little heart.  But, we are sure of something, he was too young to die and we will miss him everyday, as we miss Pirulo.  We'll miss his company, his strokes, his beautiful eyes and even when he put the bitey on us. 

Prince Pinchi: 2004- December, 2011

Good bye, sweet Prince Pinchi, we love you.

Tutorial: "How to Take a Nap", by Prince

Taking naps is a very serious matter to all cats.  We grow up to be masters of the nap-taking arts.  That's why, as a public service, I decided to develop my first tutorial with this theme in a few simple steps.

First, you have to feel tired and want to rest a little.

It's important to yawn.

Second, you need to find the perfect spot, wherever it is, even if it's in the bed or the top of the TV.

Third, it begins the napping process per se: stay still so the stress goes away.

Fourth, close your eyes slowly.

Fifth, let go of your body.

Sixth, move slowly until you find the perfect position.

Seventh, move periodically to maintain a balanced body temperature.

Eighth, if it's too cold you can make yourself into a donut.

Now, here are some examples of napping positions:

Fan-base position.

Cascading position.

Cross-paws position.

Stretch position.

Edward-scissor-hands position.

I hope this tutorial can serve you well.

Ola kala!

We Are Cats

It is true that I'm a little different from other cats around my house in some ways.  First, I have a special Mom that works very hard to make me happy- or almost happy, you know I love to hang out free wherever I want-, and that she loves me and my sibblings very much.  That's why she worked so hard to make us a fun park to be comfortable.  I'm also special because I can write a blog and communicate with friends all around the world; neither of my neighbors' pets can do that.  And, of course, I'm very special because I'm very much more handsome than anyone around here, and that's my humble opinion.  But, all that uniqueness doesn't refrain me, or my brother Prince, to do the things that cats normally do.  Prince, as my asistant, will show you an example.  Here's a video of him enjoying himself while playing with a laser beam.  I hope you like it, too. 



What normal cat-like things do you like to do?  Please comment.

Ola kala!

Reading Is Not Just For Dummies

The Other One has a new iPod, so she gave Prince her old one.  Prince was thrilled, but he did not understand quite well how to use it.  So, he ordered online a book with instructions to use it.  I thought it was a dummy decision, because it was a book for dummies.  JOJOJO, how I laughed when it came on the mail!  But, Prince sat down and read all that, now he says he's an expert.  Me?  I told him I don't need a dummy book to learn anything, do I? 

But, I have a confession to make: without Prince's permission, I took the book and read it myself.  I have to admit that it's quite good and easy to understand.  I guess that, after all, you should read to learn about the issues that interest you, even if it's as simple as how to use an iPod or something more deep.  Reading is not just for dummies, is for everyone.  I wonder what my friends like to read about.  Please comment.  

Prince fell asleep reading his book.

He loves his iPod.

Ola kala!

Our Realm

We have taken over Mom's bed.

Ola kala!

Anipal Photo Hunt #10: How Annoying!

I love cameras, when I see one I make poses and show my floofy belly.  But, Prince hates the flashy box, so, he gets annoyed when Mom or The Other One gets near him with that thing.  Here's what happened to him:

It's time for a little nap.

This is a great place: it's high, with shadow and just a ray of the Sun...

... and there's a great view.

Oh, no!  Here comes The Other One with the flashy box to interrupt my nap.

LEAVE ME ALONE!!! DON'T YOU SHOOT THAT THING TOWARDS ME!!!

MOOOOOMMMM!!! TELL THE OTHER ONE TO LEAVE ME ALONE OR I'LL PUT THE BITEY ON HER!

I was late for the linky list, but I couldn't let go of the opportunity to show these funny pics.

Ola kala!

Family Friday: The Other One

I wanted Mom to have this shift and talk about her.  But, she's at the sofa, belly up, watching TV.  So, The Other One volunteered to write today's post.

Hi!  I'm The Other One.  I'm the neighbor Piru and Prince visit everyday to eat prawns.  Yes, it's my fault, I'm the one that told Piru's Mom she should give them prawns and now they love them.  Anyway, I like to receive Piru and Prince's visits.  They come, eat, I pet them a little and then off they go.

I'm a little hungry.  It's time to visit my neighbor.

Helllllloooo! Anybody home?

Are there any prawns waiting to be eaten?

Now, back to my hanging out time.

I think they like me because, the other day, they surprised me with a present that they bought and wrapped themselves (they told me that they wrapped it the best they could considering the lack of opposable thumbs. 

"For my favorite staff after Mom."

It was a coffee mug with this inscription:

"Dogs have Owners.  Cats have Staff."

I love the mug, but I don't understand why they say that I'm part of their staff if I only run home after work to let them go out to the backyard before the Mom gets home, serve them water and food, pet them, give them prawns, clean the fun park, pet them some more and give them some more prawns.  Does that look like the work of staff to you?

I'm also the pet sitter when the Mom is traveling.  I think the two boys don't mind as long as they have clean litter and their dinner plates are full.  The one that really mind the absence of the Mom is Liah.  Although she sleeps with me in my bed when the Mom is gone, I know that Liah misses her too much.  She sits in front of the door waiting and waiting for her to come back.

I'm the real Mommy of Kala and Piccola (who crossed the Rainbow Bridge last June).  Now I have to go because Piru is rushing me.

Piru here.  As all the other humans, The Other One do other boring stuff, like go to work everyday, but that's not important.

Ola kala!

Family Friday: Kala

Hello.  My name is Kala.  I'm the oldest of the Furry Family; I'm 15-years-old... I think it's like a 105-years-old in a human.  I have to begin my story with a confession: my real mom is The Other One.  So, I'm going to call her Mommy, to differentiate her from Piru's Mom.

I have a big smile.

I came to live at grandma's house when I was a little puppy.  Grandma took me to be the outside dog (guard), but Mommy told her that I was too little to stay outside by myself; so, I ended up been an inside dog.  I was all black, except for a little white area at my chest.  But now I have my face almost entirely white, that's because of my age.

I'm an old dog with a young spirit.

I'm very loyal to my Mommy.  If she isn't home, I won't eat or go pee outside until she arrives; then, I'm myself again.

I love my mommy.

Oh, and here comes another confession: I used to hate cats.  Yep, that's right.  I used to bark at them so hard and run after them so fast that they lose one or two of their lives- JAJAJA... mmmm, sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful.  But, my point of view about cats changed when I was still living at my grandma's house and Michi came to live there, too.  I used to bark and run after Michi at the beginning, but, when Michi decided that she was going to live at the house anyway, so I learned to respect her and even play a little with her.

Hi, I'm Michi.

Then, Mommy moved out and, after a while I met Piru and his siblings.  Piru and I have a very special relationship: I pretend that I don't see him and he tries to be away from me.  I have barked at him a few times, but mostly because he gets near my dinner plate... and I can't accept that insolence.  Prince is a little afraid of me, too.  But I only want a little respect, I'm  the senior, after all.

Now, some other facts about me:

Oh, this is life.

I don't like toys, not even a ball.  What I love is to run, even at this old age.  When I was younger, Mommy used to call me "Quickie", because I loved to run very fast all the time and to everywhere.  I, also, love to roll around on the grass, even it it's a little wet. One of my favorite things to do is show my tummy and, if I receive a tummy scratch, is a lot better.

Would you like to scratch my tummy?

My biggest problem is that I'm very scared of thunderstorms and other strong sounds (like firearms shoots and fireworks).  Even when it's raining I begin to get nervous and, when the thunderstorms begin I hide, pant and shake like crazy.

***shake-shake-shake***

There are two things that I do that drives Mommy crazy.  The first one is when she takes me outside to pee and I take a loooooong time to choose the correct spot to do it.  Sometimes, after I have smell all the backyard, I don't want to do it there, so Mommy has to take me to the front yard.  She gets furious and ask me why do I have to be so choosy.  She gets mad specially when she's in a hurry.  The problem is that humans simply don't understand that you can't pee everywhere, it has to be the perfect spot.  The second thing is that, when she's preparing my meal, I'm there waiting and wagging my tail, but when she puts down my dinner plate, I smell it and go away.  I don't know why I do that, I simply go a few steps further and sit giving my back to her.

Why isn't a sirloin steak on my plate?

The problem is that, at that time, my sister Liah has ended her meal and wants to come to check out mine... and I don't like that a little bit.  So, I growl at her or bark.  To avoid that, Mommy takes away my plate for a while or puts me in a room with a baby gate on the door. I don't like it.

Mommy has tried to put some clothes on my, but I'm a natural girl.  I don't like to put on clothes, but I love my collar.  When Mommy puts it on after a bath I do some happy jumps.

I think I can't move.

Mommy, I'm not a cowgirl, get this thing away from me.

I've been a little sick lately.  I have a problem of incontinence since I was a puppy.  It was a problem easy to deal with, because it was just a few drops here or there.  But these last days I've been drinking water like crazy, and peeing like crazy, too.  Mommy says it's like a river.  She's been having a lot of work with my situation, because she has to mop 5 or 6 times daily and to clean me frequently because I get wet.  She gave me some antibiotics, but it didn't work.  So, finally, she took me to the vet again and he did a lot of tests and x-rays on me.  Everything was negative, I'm healthy... allegedly.  But, he doesn't understand the reason I drink so much water.  He'll be asking other vets for their opinion.  I hope he finds out what's wrong with me soon, I don't like to be isolated in a bedroom so I don't pee the entire house.

As you can see, I'm a good girl that loves her Mommy. Maybe, I have a few annoying habits, but then again, who doesn't?

Ola kala!

Wordless Wednesday: Prince's Paws

Ola kala!