Herman TattleCat

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Throw Back Thursday: Frank Loses Body Part – Gets Forever Home
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In Search of Cold Wet White Fluffy Stuff
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Your Pet Stories Benefit Four Paws Lifeline
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Phi’s 2nd Angelversary
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For the Love of…The Little Black Ball
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#Weruva Pumpkin Cat Food is Wonderpurr
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#GroomGenie Made Me Like Brushing
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Tribute to Nerissa the Cat
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Herman Gets Help from #NaturVet to Keep Up with Dori

Throw Back Thursday: Frank Loses Body Part – Gets Forever Home

This post was originally published in June of 2014 from my other blog.

Herman 1-ViewNXIf you’re wondering why I look so woebegone, it’s because she’s done it again. I’m referring to my mom. What’s she done, you ask? I’ll get to that in a minute. First, let me preface my revelation with a little hissstory.

I call the lady who rescued me from a blizzard back when I was a runaway 8 month old kitten, “Mom.” She isn’t my biological mother, of course. But since I don’t remember my bio-mom, and my rescuer doesn’t have human children, we came to an agreement way back on that cold day in January. She would be my mom and take care of me forever, and in return, I’d help her write books, and keep her company when she travels, and devote my 9 Lives to being by her side, through thick and thin.

Maybe I should have looked at the fine print in our contract.

Maybe I should have hired a lawyer to draw up a contract! (Is it too late?)

I didn’t realize at the time, way back on that cold January day, that the lady I let rescue me was a Cat Magnet. I don’t think Webster has come up yet with a definition, but my definition of Cat Magnet means, my mom can walk outside and a stray cat will be there — right there! — waiting for her to feed him, and name him, and take him to the doctor for…you know…doctoring. And then…she usually keeps him. *Sigh!* She’s pretty much run out of peoples who don’t already have a bunch of cats to ask if they want to adopt her newest stray.

Lately, my mom stinks like a tomcat. You’d think I’d be used to it by now. She’s adopted countless cats over the past two decades, and while she hasn’t kept them all; some she’s actually found homes for, the others who have stayed have sunk their claws into her heart. Which breaks mine. Because there is only so much of her to go around. And when a new cat shows up, all needy and wonky from Life on the Road, that’s less time she will have for me.

There are 7 of us living inside: Me, Opie, Peaches and her son, Jack, and her granddaughter Gidget, and Chauncie Marie, and Adorapurr aka Dori.

And there are 3 panfur cats living in our fenced yard: Jesse is Peaches’ son, Jack’s brother and Nikolas is Dori’s daddy. Feral Charlie has been around for 3 years, but he knows what a live trap is, and so far has eluded entrapment.

That’s 10, not counting the raccoons Mom cares for, who are currently making more raccoons.

Every single one of us cats has had a prior life on the streets. We’ve known hunger. We’ve been scared. We’ve had injuries, and sickness. None of us came to Mom 100% clean. She rescued all of us, and so many more, out of her own pocket, and out of her own time.

Time better spent on me.

I’m just saying.

I’m sure you might have read about her trying to capture Joshua, the sick orange kitty who found his way to our yard, but like Charlie, had confinement issues. He had a runny nose, crusty eyes, couldn’t breathe! So of course he couldn’t smell food inside the trap, nor could he smell food on a clean plate right under his nose. It took him watching Mom use a broom to battle back another tomcat who wanted to beat the stuffing out of Josh, for Josh to realize maybe she wasn’t his enemy. After the broom incident, Josh let her approach to feed him. She talked baby talk to him, and eventually he came to her for petting. She wanted to get him to the doctor, he needed it desperately. He was so thin, dehydrated!

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But it wasn’t to be. He got scared, and then returned to the woods behind our house, avoiding Mom except for after dark when he would come to the porch and she would feed him and love him. And try to capture him. She got a lot of scratches from him being scared. Finally, she got a drug from the doctor and was able to pick him up and cage him. But it wasn’t to be. Joshua had leukemia. He is now OTRB, may he rest in peace. But at least he knew someone cared at the very end. Joshua would have joined my Mom’s cat club, if he had lived. There’s no doubt about that, cuz I overheard her telling him he’d have a home when he returned from the doctor. But when he didn’t come home, Mom made sure he would live forever by giving him the part of Wild Bill in my book, FINDING MYA. His picture is there in the book for all to see him. Forever!

Um… Remember that tomcat she had to sweep back to keep him from beating the stuffing out of Josh?

That’s Frank. He showed up about the same time as Josh, in early spring, acting tough, showing off his man cat pride with tail held high. Jesse and Nikolas never really bonded, but now, because of their mutual dislike of Frank, they’re pretty chummy.

Mom and Dad like Frank. A lot. He’s a 13-1/2 pound tabby, all muscle, with a tiny bite out of his one ear. Dad sez he’s a dog-cat. He comes when he’s called. He supervises Dad doing yard work. He wants to come inside the house to hang out with my mom. But… thank cat! Frank won’t be allowed inside the house. Unlike that old teevee show from the 70s, 7 is Enough!

Frank has claimed the garage for his turf. He’s been set up with a bed, a kitchenette, a fan and toys. Mom cracks open the door so he can come and go. She’s also encouraged him to hang out in the raccoon yard because its been so hot here and she doesn’t want him to get heat stroke.

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Frank 3If you’re a guy cat, it’s a firm rule with the Cat Magnet that you have to sacrifice your nads in order to be adopted. I saw this file on Mom’s desk this morning, so it’s official.

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Since Frank is an outside cat, and I’m…you know, King of my World, it isn’t likely that we will hang out together like we’re friends. But because my parents will stink like Frank from time to time, I will be aware of him, lurking on the fringe of my world…where he belongs.

Some of you might know that I’ve recently taken up pawtography. So, I decided to rise above my deepest desire to rip him to shreds, and asked Frank to sit for his Official Adoption Portrait. My wonderpurr talent has made him look better than he really is.

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Do you live with a Cat Magnet? Or a Crazy Cat Lady? If so, how do you control her? I’m despurrrate for tips!

Thanks for stopping by. Have a Wonderpurr Day!

~ Herman @TattleCat

In Search of Cold Wet White Fluffy Stuff

We live in the South where snow is scarce, even in wintertime. That’s why it’s extra special to travel home to Michigan and stay at Grammy’s house for Christmas. I get to sit in the window, decorated with pretty lights, and watch the cold wet white fluffy stuff float down from the sky.

Click my photo to watch the snow with me. It’s magical!

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Your Pet Stories Benefit Four Paws Lifeline

My collar charms were made by Four Paws Lifeline.

Hi, this is Herman!!! You may know me as TattleCat on Twitter. I’m the star of the children’s book, Finding Mya. I’m also known for traveling with my parents in both cars and planes, and having a tricked out Ride that I roll around in at Blogpaws conferences.

What you might not know about me is, before I found my Forever Home, I was a rambunctious kit who didn’t know any better and ran away from my first home. There are theories on how I became lost during my first year, but the gist is I spent a long time wandering Kentucky woodlands along I-75 before I was rescued during a blizzard. I was a mess. My fur had hardened like a turtle’s shell around my body, and I had to be shaved nekked. So embarrassing!

Anyway, that was many many years ago and I’ve enjoyed a long happy life. But my first year could have been my last year if it wasn’t for my family finding me in those woods and taking me home. They made sure my story had a Happily Ever After.

Do you have a special story about your pet that you’d like to share? A funny story? An adventure story? A rescue story with a Happily Ever After ending? If so, I am accepting submissions for a collection of pet-themed stories to be compiled into a book. One hundred percent (100%) of the profits will benefit Four Paws Lifeline, a 501 (c)(3) non-profit organization whose goal is to provide financial assistance to those pet owners who are not able to afford critical care or emergency veterinary care for their furry loved ones.

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Click photo to visit Four Paws Lifeline

In case you aren’t aware, the parents of my wife Belle ~ @Frankencat1  on Twitter ~ started Four Paws Lifeline when Belle’s sister Dora had to have emergency surgery. You can read Dora’s story here. I want to support their much-needed organization and thought collecting stories might be one way to help raise money.

Story submission requirements are as follows:

  1. Told either from your human viewpoint or from the viewpoint of your non-human kid, i.e. cats, dogs, bunnies, birds, ferrets, hamsters, mouses, turtles…etc.
  2. True! No made up stuff.
  3. Written in plain English. No LOL or Anipal-speak please.
  4. Stories must be Uplifting. Inspiring! No sad stories. No stories of abuse.
  5. 1000 words max.
  6. Spell check and spiff up your grammar. No pressure to be perfect, but show you care by writing a clean copy.
  7. Submit up to four photos for consideration to be included with your story.
  8. State in your submission: “I understand I will not receive monetary compensation for this story. I am donating my story to benefit Four Paws Lifeline.”

If your story is selected, you will receive one free copy of this book.

Submission Deadline is February 1, 2016.

Please submit your story to me, Herman the Edipurr at wonderpurr (dot) life (at) gmail.com.

Put FOUR PAWS LIFELINE SUBMISSION in subject line, and follow my eight submission requirements. My team of judges will notify you if your story has been selected by March 1, 2016.

I appreciate everyone wanting to help raise money to support Four Paws Lifeline. If you haven’t visited their website, please do. It’s a very worthy cause.

My collar charms were made by Four Paws Lifeline.

My collar charms were made by Four Paws Lifeline. The stones benefit my heart, my blood pressure & chronic fire pee. Want one made for you or for your pet? Click my photo.

 

Phi’s 2nd Angelversary

Phi ~ @#phibotticelli ~ became an angel two years ago today. It seems like yesterday when she decided to chase that ball over the Rainbow Bridge, and kept going because it was so beautiful over there, she didn’t want to come back.  Just wanted to take a moment to reflect on our friendship, and remember her gorgeous face with smiles instead of tears.

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If you would like to share a special memory of Phi, please leave a comment.

 

 

For the Love of…The Little Black Ball

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On November 15th, an all black cat in Sheffield, South Yorkshire, celebrated her birthday. Her 22nd birthday!

Yes, reaching a ripe old 22 is amazing, but for this particular senior, it’s more than amazing. It’s miraculous!

I became friends with Little Black Ball — yes, that’s her name — earlier this year when I saw her tweet about turning 22 in November. The number 22 caught my attention as my older brofur Buddy lived to see 22 years, despite being diabetic for ten years. Anyway, I couldn’t let Little Black Ball’s birthday pass without a little celebrating.

This is her story:

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“I used to live with another family. I was bought as a present for their child’s birthday.

I loved that little girl. I was pushed around in her doll’s pram. I slept on her bed at night. I sat in the sink when she had a bath.

But then the little girl grew up and moved away.

Nobody loved me any more.

CQc_pIAWUAAIqUiMy humans put me outside after my little girl moved away, and they left me there even in the wintertime. I was so cold and getting skinnier by the day.  I would walk to the next house to warm myself on their porch, but the man who would one day become my new daddy wasn’t really that keen on me. But then!

CT7e8NZWEAATrx5Then the lady who would become my new mummy appeared. She loved me from the first moment she saw me. I know this because she’s told me this over and over.

At first I was timid with her. After all, I had loved another human but she abandoned me. How could I ever trust another?

Yet, she persisted. She would put a box with warm blankets on the porch for me, and she would tempt me inside with bits of fish.CTwpqfeWEAA1OmE

 

When my old humans saw her doing this for me, they said she was mad/crazy. After all, I was nothing but a cat. But my new mummy didn’t care. It took six months before I agreed to stay inside my new mummy and daddy’s house all night. But I’m so glad I did. I felt loved again. This time, I felt real love.

And I never went back to my old home again.

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My new daddy told me he didn’t realize how skinny or unloved I was until he stroked my skinny back. He promised to take care of me and love me forever. And to prove it, he now gets up with me every night when I wake him to go outside to wee. I do have a litter tray inside my Forever Home, but after being left outside for so many years, I feel more comfortable weeing in the garden.

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In my sun puddle. Walk in front of it at your peril!

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A few months ago I brought daddy a mouse. It was dead and I was proud.

He freaked and flushed it.

I look for that mouse every day.

(Gotta come up for air sometime!)

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My favorite pasttime is watching the telly with my daddy, holding paws. I feel special. I feel loved.

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So that’s my story. Today I have everything I need: shelter, food, brushing, medicine. And everything I’ve ever wanted: a Forever Home with a Forever Family. And Love.

Most of all, Love!

The Little Black Ball

Hi, this is Herman!!! I hope you enjoyed reading about Little Black Ball. Do you have a special story you’d like to share? If so, I am accepting submissions for a collection of pet-themed stories to be compiled into a book. One hundred percent of the book’s profits will benefit Four Paws Lifeline, a 501 (c)(3) non-profit organization whose goal is to provide financial assistance to those pet owners who are not able to afford critical care or emergency veterinary care for their furry loved ones. For more information, click here.

#Weruva Pumpkin Cat Food is Wonderpurr

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Weruva Pumpkin for Cats

Hi! It’s me, Herman!!! When I went to Blogpaws in Las Vegas in 2014, I was on too many medicines and they pretty much stopped me from feeling good in my tummy.

In fact, I missed the first day of the conference because my pawrents had to rush me to PetsMart’s vet clinic for an enema. So embarrassing!

My mom mentioned to the Weruva people who had a booth that I wasn’t feeling well, and they gave her packages of their pumpkin canned food for me to try. I can be a fussy eater sometimes, especially when I’m not feeling well. But I shocked my mom by not only eating the Weruva with pumpkin, but I actually licked the plate and wanted more.

So when Weruva recently asked if I wanted to review their pumpkin selections,  with flavors like Meow Luau (with mackerel and pumpkin), Steak Frites (with beef and pumpkin in gravy), Funky Chunky (chicken soup with pumpkin), and On The Cat Wok (with chicken and beef in pumpkin soup), I couldn’t wait for my order to arrive:

Dori had heard about how great pumpkin is, and she was anxious to try it too:

Dori: My turn to do review!

My mom misunderstood that pumpkin is typically used for cats with constipation issues. But it’s not!

Pumpkin has a very high fiber content, so yes, it gets our gastrointestinal ( just learned big word on my Word for the Day calendar) system moving, but it can also firm stuff up if we are feeling a bit…runny.

Herman: It will also sweep out the hairballs…

Dori: I don’t have hairball issues.

Herman: You would if you took time to groom yourself… And I’m told, pumpkin is great for weight loss, as it helps us to feel full. When I told my mom about the weight loss aspect of eating pumpkin, she started eyeing my Weruva order for herself, but I told her, ‘No! It’s mine!’

Yes, Weruva canned food with pumpkin is human grade, but it’s made for cats. And at my house, 8 out of 10 members of the Wonderpurr Gang loved the yummy choices.

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Dori: Sorry Weruva, you can’t win them all. Must be a black cat thing…

Herman: Anyway, the way we tucked into our pumpkin noms convinced Mom to stock up on Weruva with pumpkin puree for cats.

So, for those of you who have the attention span of a squirrel on too much caffeine, here is a recap as to why you should feed your cats Weruva with pumpkin:

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Dori: Well, that was fun! Another great review for a great product. I’m hungry! I’m gonna go ask Mom to open that can of Funky Chunky for me.

Herman: Hey! That ‘s mine!

Dori: No, Mom said you can’t have that one because you lick up the funky and leave the chunky.

Herman: *sigh* Well, can I have the one called Funk in the Trunk, if I promised to nom both the funk and the trunk? Dori? Dori! Come back with my pumpkin noms! Moooommmmm!

 

Disclaimer: We have received the reviewed product free-of-charge. Our claims and/or opinions regarding this product are not in any way influenced by the provider of the product, Chewy.com nor the product manufacturer.

#GroomGenie Made Me Like Brushing

Recently I was asked to review the Groom Genie, a palm-size, paw-shaped bristle brush designed to detangle knots in our fur, as well as sweep away dirt and loose hair.

And now my sisfur, Adorapurr, will demonstrate a use for the Groom Genie other than brushing our fur. Dori, take it away!

Darn! I was just getting into the mewsic too!

Anyway… the Groom Genie is big hit with the Wonderpurr Gang. There wasn’t one of us who didn’t have a good case of elevator butt, or roll over for a tummy grooming.

You see, using the Groom Genie is just like our mom is petting us with a zillion fingernails. Those tiny bristles in the Groom Genie slip past our fur right down to our skin where it sweeps away dirt and loose hairs while giving us what feels like a calming massage.

In fact, after I was groomed, I took a nice long nap. It made me comfortapurr instead of stressed like brushing with slickers and other types of pet brushes have done in the past.

So we are now fans of the Groom Genie at my house. Yay!

To get your own Groom Genie, click here for more details.

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Chauncie for Groom Genie

Disclaimer: We have received the reviewed product free-of-charge. Our claims and/or opinions regarding this product are not in any way influenced by the provider of the product, nor the product manufacturer.

Tribute to Nerissa the Cat

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Nerissa and Polyanthus

Today is Nerissa the Cat’s five month Angelversary. Seems like only yesterday when we were hanging out, with Niss going on about politics and the Canadian gov’mint, and expounding on his admiration for Anderson Cooper.

Niss loved adventures, and was always asking me to go on them with Savannah and Dash, but I was too caught up in helping my mom write books, and never got the chance. I always thought we had time. Turns out my best friend was out of time, at least here on earth.

One of the first things I remember about Niss, way back in 2011 when we first started hanging out, was his love of his garden. He often shared photos of his garden with me, and he even sent me giant homemade mouses stuffed with home-grown nip from his garden. I still have them mouses and…MOUSES! The nip continues to work its magic on me and my fur sibs.

Niss back when we first met in 2011.

Niss back when we first met in 2011.

Niss coined the phrase, ‘MOUSES’ and had hopes that by getting all of his friends to use it, someday it would be added to the dictionary. So in honor of Niss, let’s all step it up  by exclaiming MOUSES! Read More

Herman Gets Help from #NaturVet to Keep Up with Dori

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HERMAN: I just got a box from Chewy.com. Inside I found a bag of NaturVet Senior Vitamins PLUS Glucosamine. Purrrs! I really need this stuff.

DORI: What’s Glu–  Glu– cozy mine?

HERMAN: I have no idea. But it’s supposed to help my joints feel better.

DORI: *soft paw* I’m sad for your joints… What’s joints?

HERMAN: *sigh!* My knees. My hips. My elbows… They ache.  Glucosamine is like … um. It’s like special medicine to make my joints move without being cranky. Cranky joints are no fun.

DORI: I wouldn’t like cranky joints either. So, open the bag. Let’s see how they taste.

HERMAN: These are SENIOR vitamins. You’re only 3. You won’t be a senior for another 8 years.

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DORI: I will be a senior in only 8 years? Life is so short!

HERMAN: Yes, it truly is. And that’s why I’m thankful for NaturVet making vitamins to keep Seniors like me feeling my best for as long as I can.

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NaturVet Senior Vitamins PLUS Glucosamine has a 2-IN-1 Support of Essential Daily Vitamins and Minerals, coupled with 50 mg of Glucosamine HCL for Joint Support.

They’re tasty soft chews, easy to digest. 2 chews are suggested per day.

NaturVet makes vitamins for both cats and dogs in all kinds of ways, so you can be sure you get your necessary nutrients just the way you like them.

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Disclaimer: We have received the reviewed product free-of-charge. Our claims and/or opinions regarding this product are not in any way influenced by the provider of the product, nor the product manufacturer.

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