Christmas is looking a lot like this at our house. It seems like there’s always a cat in the tree! We have it anchored, but I’m still half listening for the sound of it falling. And now they’ve discovered the fun of unwrapping gifts! Riiiiiip! Oh, the season of joy! (The upper right photo is from last year. Look how he’s grown!)
Problem: Mismatched dishes, undersized placemat and spilled food that would migrate across the slick surfaces out of the food area. (Our dog Mojo knows not to eat from the cat food dishes, but he feels that cleaning up stray pieces of food is OK, and sometimes if they’ve spilled a lot he gets on a roll and cleans out all the dishes, too.)
Solution: A set of vintage melmac bowls found on Etsy and quilted placemat that helps keep dropped food from spreading away from the dishes. The placemat was a piece of patchwork I’d sewn for another project and abandoned, just cut to the size I wanted. (That’s why the squares are strangely sized, but the cats haven’t seemed to notice.) We also just gave up on having a water dish by the cat bowls. They never used it and it just got yucky. They all share dog water.
Since the change, Mojo has eaten the cat food once, but that is an improvement. The quilted placemat can just be thrown in the wash, which is nice. I’ll probably end up making them another placemat or two and they probably deserve another set of dishes, too. Not that they’re spoiled at all.
Somehow in the last month or so I just lost the desire to sew. The holidays were hectic with travel and visitors, then we passed around a couple colds and followed that up with a little trip to NYC. When we got home, I thought my sweet cat G looked like he didn’t feel well. Then I noticed he wasn’t eating. We took him to the vet and he was diagnosed with an especially nasty abdominal cancer, and because of his pain we had him put right to sleep. Having just lost our cat Aslan four months ago, I couldn’t stand it.
Days later I took the girls to the shelter and we picked out little Leonidas. He’s a great little brother for Diego. Having two kittens has mostly made it easier for me to get things done, since they play together and don’t always need me to distract them. I’ve slowly been getting back to neglected projects, including binding the quilt for my Mom shown above. (Sorry about the cat fur, Mom.)
We have had a problem with the pincushion that usually sits out where they can reach it, though. Pincushions are just about cat-toy-sized and apparently they’re great fun to bat around the house. Finding pins scattered everywhere is a scary thing! Lucky it seems that no kitties were harmed in the great pin cushion adventure, but I needed to stop it from happening again. My solution was to put it in a little food storage container.
It’s still right there within reach for me, but the kitties are now thwarted from their little pin cushion games. *Whew!*