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Christy Marx Rambling WriterTilly is slowly thawing toward me. She’s most friendly first thing in the morning when she wants food, then avoids me during the day, but becomes even more friendly at night. It’s a consistent pattern. She’s back to sleeping on the cat tree, and she chirps at me every five minutes to give her chin scritches and belly rubs, which I happily do. Then she gets terribly silly, as you can see.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/TillyCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#TillyCat</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterYou never know what the weather will throw at you next when living in the mountains. Today it was snow. Obi was perfectly happy about the snow. He pranced and batted at the snow and trolled for birds. We had to dry him off later because he was a soggy moggy.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/Ozzy" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Ozzy</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterKelly, film noir moggy rocking the dramatic light.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/KellyCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#KellyCat</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterObi showed up about a week ago with faint traces of blood on his fur. It’s a sign of how much trust he has for me now that he allowed me to carefully probe and examine his neck for a wound. There were some faint scabs from recent fighting, but the blood must have come from the other combatant. I had hoped that having him fixed would reduce his fighting, but no such luck.We’ve had some bitterly cold nights in the low 20s. Tough as he is, we worried about him. We made attempts to get him to come inside and into the laundry room on his own. At best, he would finally come inside and let us pet him, but he wouldn’t go far from the front door. I tried luring him with the string that he loves to chase, but he wasn’t fooled.One night, Randy took a chance. Once Oberon had stepped inside, Randy picked him up, supporting him under his belly as we’ve done outside when we wanted to put him on top of the woodbox. Obi didn’t struggle at all. Randy carried him into the laundry room and I closed the door. We had food and water out, a catbox on the landing of the back stairs and a hooded bed he could hide and sleep in. Randy stayed with him for a while to reassure him.We felt good about accomplishing that. In the morning, we found Obi at the bottom of the stairs having ignored everything we put out for him. He was stressed and unhappy. We let him out through the garage. Happily, he forgave us quickly and showed up on the front porch for his morning food within minutes. Well, I should say he forgave me. He took whacks at Randy all day, a lot more than usual, but by the evening he got over it. We talked it over and decided that the stress it causes is probably not worth the effort of forcing him inside, so we aren’t going to do that again unless it’s exceptionally cold.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/caturday" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#caturday</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/ObiCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#ObiCat</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterIt’s been a rough couple of days for Ozzy. For a week, he ate less and less food, until we couldn’t get him to eat at all. He’d try to eat dry food, but let it dribble right back out of his mouth, and he wouldn’t touch his soft food. A few days back, he horked up a monumental hairball. We thought that might have been the problem, but his eating only grew worse after that.Ozzy is an eating machine. He normally wants to eat every five minutes, so a lack of eating is highly abnormal. That earned him an emergency trip to the vet’s yesterday. Full blood work, etc. The vet ruled out any problem with his teeth or mouth. X-rays showed a blockage in Ozzy’s large intestine that the vet thinks is likely another hairball. She said it’s common for a cat to behave exactly as Ozzy is with food when this happens. I brought Ozzy home with the hope he’d manage to pass the blockage during the night. I gave him some mineral oil to help that along.Unfortunately, he didn’t pass anything during the night and still wouldn’t eat. So back to the vet’s he went. She did a glucose curve on him in the afternoon. Because of his weight and having both Maine Coon and Ragdoll in his genes, she wanted to rule out the possibility of diabetes. To our relief, the curve didn’t show diabetes. For the same reason, she advises us to have him tested for potential heart problems once we get him past this problem.He needs to poop out this hairball, or whatever it is. Another x-ray showed the blockage hadn’t moved much. They gave him a more potent medicine and I brought him home. They got him to eat a little bit of special soft food, so we have that for him, plus more of the medicine to give him tomorrow. We are on poop watch, hoping like hell he’ll get that out of system tonight or tomorrow and start eating normally.The vet bill nearly gave ME a heart attack. It’s what we do for our fur children.PHOTOS: There’s nothing like a pile of socks warm from the dryer to make a perfect pillow.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/caturday" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#caturday</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/Ozzy" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Ozzy</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterI was down on the front steps while Obi was eating, which is how I was able to get shots of him from a different level than usual. Here he is in all his scarred-nose glory. He’s quite a handsome fellow. It’s a shame he dislikes humans so intensely. We were both given whacks of discipline today for daring to be too close.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/ObCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#ObCat</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterThis is what happens when I spook a feral cat. I was trying to quietly walk up to where he was eating, but I stepped on a damned acorn. The loud CRUNCH-POP sent Obi scurrying away.We’ve been putting a second bowl of dry food inside the shelter on the back deck and have been gratified to see Obi sticking his head inside to eat that food. It’s getting down to below freezing temps at night, so we hope he’ll take the next step, realize that it’s warm and safe, and actually go inside to sleep.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/ObiCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#ObiCat</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterHappy Caturday! It rained for hours last night, so I wasn’t expecting the surprise that awaited us on the front porch.OBI-WAN! After a full week of no sightings, this morning Obi was tucking into the dry food that Randy had put out. I quickly brought him a big bowl of soft food. He inhaled it all. Obi has learned that if he sits on the doormat facing the front door, more food will magically appear. And so it did. I brought him another serving of dry food. Obi ate that and faced the door. Randy brought him another serving of dry food. He probably had a cup of dry food altogether. Then he spent some time grooming himself on the doormat.He looked good, nice and healthy, if a little bit wet around the edges. He was wary, though. He moved away when we brought food out and waited for us to step away before he returned to the bowls. He did allow me to stand nearby and talk to him.A few hours later, Randy spotted him hanging out in our yard. Obi had staked out a position near our wood shed where a ground squirrel has dug a hole under the wall of the shed. Next time we looked, he was gone, so no word on what sort of luck he may have had. Considering the amount of food he ate, I don’t see how he’d have room for squirrel.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/caturday" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#caturday</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/ObiCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#ObiCat</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterA rare moment of détente: Kelly, Tuxita, and Ozzy look out the front screen door.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/caturday" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#caturday</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/KellyCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#KellyCat</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/Tuxita" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Tuxita</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/Ozzy" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Ozzy</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterOzzy squooshed himself into the top of the cat tree. A 21-pound cat in a 10-pound space. Bits of him overflowed, but he didn’t care.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/Ozzy" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Ozzy</a>

Christy Marx Rambling WriterDay 4 with no sign of Obi. We are bummed.<a href="https://beige.party/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://beige.party/tags/ObiCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#ObiCat</a>

Christy MarxKelly healthy again and happily shedding on my printer cover.<a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a> <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/catsofmastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#catsofmastodon</a> <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/KellyCat" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#KellyCat</a>

Christy MarxWe lost our beloved Opal. Our hearts are broken.Obit here on the MoggyBlog: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/MarxMoggyBlog/posts/pfbid0bHSLTPUH7JgtYYnLYoKQa8ThEhbpHB8HbggJDT6URjhF77ZWjFEaHrZ5UR9bPuvpl" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" translate="no" target="_blank">https://www.facebook.com/MarxMoggyBlog/posts/pfbid0bHSLTPUH7JgtYYnLYoKQa8ThEhbpHB8HbggJDT6URjhF77ZWjFEaHrZ5UR9bPuvpl</a><a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/CatsOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#CatsOfMastodon</a> <a href="https://wandering.shop/tags/MoggyHorde" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#MoggyHorde</a>

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