Image #98 – Rainbow in the orchard

Image #98

That’s my cat, Rainbow, sitting in the apple orchard on Fawn Hill. Rainbow loves it here. She follows me around in the yard and will sit or lie down and watch me work. At times she will strike out on her own and explore the surrounds.  After a rocky start she and Tango seem to have bonded. She looks to him for clues and will quickly return to the house if he adopts a defensive pose at something or someone he doesn’t know. They will touch noses and she rubs against him in that way cats have.  At my last residence, because of condominium rules, I had to keep Rainbow inside.  She and I are in agreement, this is better. ☙

Image #62 – Tango on the log

Image #62

My BFF Tango, on a log on Wayah Bald.

Image #30 – Rainbow Meets the Front Yard

Image #30 (1)That’s my cat, Rainbow, getting acquainted with the front yard at our new home in Franklin, NC.  I took picture with the iPhone…just so you know my photographic skills have not completely abandoned me.  🙂

Yesterday my post was about the process of moving at the advanced (!) age of 65.  My critters — Rainbow the Cat and Tango the Dog — have also experienced the upheaval of moving and, bless their hearts, they bore up very well.  On moving day, June 21, we got a very early start, departing Sarasota at 4 a.m.  Rainbow, caged in the back part of the van, cried all the way to the Georgia border.  It was finally light enough that I felt comfortable in pulling over in a rest stop and, after walking the dog, I took Rainbow out of her cage and sat in the doorway of the van with her in my lap.  Then I climbed into the back seat, closed all the doors and took a nap while Rainbow explored the van on her own.  Tango, as always, was totally non-plussed and took a nap with me.  Twenty minutes later we were on our way.  Rainbow was a bit quieter but the true cat relaxer was the soothing tones of Edward Hermann reading “Unbroken,” a fascinating book by Lauren Hillenbrand.

My point?  Pets, like us, have trouble with change.  Cats are notorious for hating change.  Dogs, ever eager to please, put up with a lot just to get that scratch behind the ears. But you can see the stress in Rainbow’s eyes in this picture.  Today was her biggest excursion to date — she ventured beyond the front yard to the adjoining woods. Of course I worry about what she might find there, what trouble lurks in the cool darkness. But just as I explore my world I think critters have the right to explore theirs. There may be trouble … it comes in life. But Rainbow returned safe and sound, her countenance more relaxed, her posture more at ease.  They are both asleep at my feet.  Tango, as usual, seems engaged in vivid dreams. Rainbow is stretched out and relaxed.

Life is good. ☙

At last! A job for the cat

Everyday I visit the Free Kibble website (www.freekibble.com) where they have an amusing trivia question about cats and dogs. Play the game and 10 pieces of Kibble are donated to rescue animals.  You don’t even have to get the right answer and 10 Kibble bits are donated.  What have you got to lose?

My cat - Rainbow.
My cat – Rainbow.

In today’s FreekibbleKat question I learned that for a year, a cat named Orlando chose stocks by throwing a toy at stock choices… and made more profit than the pros! Perhaps that explains the recent upturn in the market. The pros have stepped aside for the paws.

Now, all I have to do is teach  Rainbow, my cat, how to throw her toys… or I could keep buying the lottery tickets.

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