The Leaf Chronicle - www.theleafchronicle.com - Clarksville, TN
  Welcome to The Leaf Chronicle Clarksville, TN Customer Service:   Subscribe Now | Place an Ad | Contact Us
  theleafchronicle.com   Weather   Jobs   Cars   Homes   Apartments   Shopping   Classifieds   Dating
7 days Archive    

Pet People

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Crazy Pet People and their Pictures



Sorry it took me so long to get these up. Things crazy everywhere!

Pam sent pictures of truck-driving cat, Gracie. Cat Callie seems to like fishing better than four-wheeling! And the two of them taking a break after a hard day of play. Are these your cats Pam? Siblings of Courtney and the long-haired kitties you sent pictures of earlier?

Then we have Skeeter, who gives her cats, Sheba and Cheetah, haircuts. What do you think guys? We have the before and after pictures. Hmmm. They look like lions shaved, but they look cold! I do know, however, what it’s like to deal with pet hair here, there and everywhere! Skeeter, you better watch out for Dragon Boy; I have a feeling he will have something snarky to say about the beauty treatment! LOL. Skeeter says when they first get cut they look like “skinned rats.” I think that’s being generous. More like drowned rats. LOL. She says it’s “fun giving belly kisses on a naked cat.” Again, beware of Dragon Boy! I do give Peanut belly kisses and rubs, since he has short hair and a smooth belly--the other two just have to suffer without!

The gorgeous boxer and tortie cat are pets of Skeeter’s nephew, Jay, and his wife, Alia. Emmy is the cat and Lexi the boxer. Skeeter tells this story:

“Jay was attending college at MTSU when they got Lexi. They signed her up for obedience classes and they were really working towards training her to be a good baby. Jay took the dog’s classes more serious then his own. Lexi passed with honors and Jay got in trouble for missing out on some of his classes! How ironic that the dogs classes were more important then his own classes at MTSU.”

I think all of us pet-lovers understand putting our pets first. After all, for many of us, they are like our children and people put their two-legged little beasts first—nothing wrong with caring so much for our pets!

Alia tells more about the two pets,so read the first comment under this topic for more!

posted by Sandy at 2/18/2007 09:07:00 AM

29 Comments:

Blogger Sandy Britt said...

From Alia on cat, Emmy, and boxer, Lexi:

"We adopted Emmy from
the PetSmart in Murfreesboro. She had been at the Humane Society and
was already a year old when we found her. Jay and I have always been cat lovers, so we would always go to PetSmart to look at the cats there. It was shortly after we moved into our first apartment together our sophomore year of college, and we were not planning on getting a cat
anytime soon. But when we saw her we completely fell in love. She just looked so different from any cat we had ever seen. She had one light brown paw and one dark brown paw and the most gorgeous green eyes (That is where we got her name from, Emerald for her green eyes, Emmy for short) She was so friendly and kept rubbing against the cage. What really got me was when we were moving on to the next cage she flopped onto her back and stretched her paw out towards us like she was saying, "Come back!" So we took her home that day and the rest is history. As far as Lexi we got her from a breeder in Murfreesboro. " -Alia

Sunday, February 18, 2007 9:57:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Pam,
Gracie going 4-wheeling in a jeep and Callie the fishing kitty! True southern redneck cats! How cute those two pictures are to my eyes today!

What a nice surprise to see my girls on the post today along with their relatives Lexi and Emmy! When Alia sent the pictures of Lexi and Emmy, I thought they were a great example of a cat and dog’s friendship I ever saw! I hope Jay does not get miffed at me for telling his little obedience story! Just to let you know, Jay and Alia did both graduate from MSTU this past year! We are very proud of them too!

The girls do not like getting their fur cuts but not so much loosing the fur as being held for that amount of time. We usually do cheetah first as she is a big girl. She is heavy to handle and our arms are stronger in the beginning. Sheba is much smaller then Cheetah so doing her last is not as much strain on our arms! They get a reward of canned Salmon after their fur cuts. Then they go find a secluded napping spot for a while. When they come to us later on that day, they strut into the room! I think they like the fur cuts as much as we do because they don’t get fur balls after the cuts. They do indeed look like little skinned rats at first but within two weeks, the fur is growing out and they look real shiny and beautiful. They are mutt cats of course but we think they have some Turkish Angora in them. Their fur is layered so thick that it is really hard to clip them after three months of growth. It is about time for spring clippings but grandma and grandpa are coming in a few weeks for a visit and we want them to see the girls with their long fur. They usually visit during fur cut times of the year. I had never heard of clipping a cats fur until my mom had her Maine Coon, Pepper clipped. She pays someone to clip him but cheap skate me, will save the money and do it myself!

The picture of the girls sitting in the chair together happens at times. Cheetah is the routine baby and sits by mommy every morning as I read the local newspaper. Sheba will join her in the chair when mommy gets a bite of food on the table! Sheba lived in the woods and had to fend for herself for some time so to this day, she begs for people food. Chicken is by far her favorite. I some times wonder if she was responsible for the neighbor’s chickens disappearing!

Sunday, February 18, 2007 11:28:00 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

Sandy, Callie and Gracie aka Callie May and Gracie Louise are my grandkittys, my daughters cats, well Callie is hers and Gracie is really my son-in-laws. Gracie looks at Billy like he is some kind of God! She'll love all over him and is so content to lay or sit with him all day if he would. Callie was named because she is a Calico and Gracie because she is gray, don't ask me how they got thier middle name. And are we the only ones out there that give out animals middle names? We always have done that. Here they are Brittany Nicloe. Courtney Noel, and Penelope Suzanne, yea I know we are nuts. Callie and Brittany look so much alike they could be sisters but only Callie and Gracie are from the same litter.
Skeeter what beauties your cats and doggie are! I lke the haircuts too. You obviously use electric clippers. We have to cut Courtney's hair but she is scared to death of clippers so we just do a sissor cut. It isn't as short as your girls but it works. She has that same angora like hair and we have to trim her because she gets so matted. For the first time last year we cut it before the matts started so will do that from now on.
My grandson got that car for his birthday but when Gracie saw it she decided he couldn't have all the fun and hopped in. She loved that car! We should have entered her in today's Daytona 500! And Callie loved drinking in the fishbowl. She never tried to hurt the fish, just wanted to drink from thier bowl. I'm sure she would still be doing that if Roxie hadn't knocked it off and broke it. We never found one of the fish so we think she or Gracie one had a seafood snack, poor little fishy.
P.S. Callie and Gracie along with my daughter and son-in-law live in Murfreesboro too. If your nephew or his wife ever need a new dentist, Billy has a clinic in Smyrna

Sunday, February 18, 2007 12:08:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

I just saw my typo. Brittany's middle name is Nicole.

Sunday, February 18, 2007 12:10:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Pam,
Alia's dad is a dentist, but thanks for the info!

Sunday, February 18, 2007 4:56:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter, another thing in common here. How cool is that? You just never know how much you do have in common with people.

Sunday, February 18, 2007 5:28:00 PM  
Blogger dragon said...

I have to oil the clippers. Here kitty, kitty kitty.

Sunday, February 18, 2007 7:20:00 PM  
Blogger Adrienne said...

Pam, All my babies have middle names. It just sounds better when you are yelling at them if they have more than one name. Stella Ann, Mattie May (Mattie is short for Matilda), Oscar Madison and Jazzy Frass. Actually, my mom gave them all there middle names and let me tell you when I yell and use the full name it's just like a child. They know they did something wrong.

Monday, February 19, 2007 8:06:00 AM  
Blogger Pam said...

Adrienne, got to tell you this real quick before I get off the computer. Courtney's first owner named her Matilda so I say that she actually has two middle names and sometimes call her Matilda Courtney Noel. The lady that got her when she was first weaned kept her till she was about 4 months old but then her landlord made her get rid of her. She was going to Cats Are Us but was still at the ver clinic when I went in to buy some food. I fell in love with her and they said she'd been there for over a week and was not doing well around all the other animals so I took her home that very day! She and Brittany became instant sisters and had a blast playing!

Monday, February 19, 2007 10:06:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Well, y'all got one on me with this one. No middle names for Cheetah and Sheba... Our family dog had three names though. We named her after the her mommy and daddy... Her daddy was Little Joe or something like that and her mommy was Wee Bonnie. We named her Molly so she was “Little Molly Wee”...

Monday, February 19, 2007 4:03:00 PM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Skeeter, I cannot believe you humiliate your poor beautiful cats like that. How can they even show their faces looking like that?? I could never do that to my babies, I don't care how much hair they have. That is so sad to see....

Mine don't exactly have middle names, but all mine are P's. Okay, let me explain. When I was growing up, I had a gray cat named Earl (I know, horrible cat name). For some reason, one day when my mama was calling him to come to dinner, she called "Earl P". Don't have a clue where it came from, but it stuck. And, all my earlier pets had my maiden name as well. When my mama would be playing with the dogs, or calling them, it would be "Reb P. Coile". Too funny. So, the P has stuck. When I was trying to decide on a name for Lucy, how it sounded with P after it was an important factor of name selection.

And, it's really funny, because my oldest niece's son is named Tyler. He was born the month before my mama died and she never got to see him. You guessed it. All our side of the family calls him "Tyler P".

Monday, February 19, 2007 9:06:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Stacey, honey if you ever had to comb and brush and cut matts out of the long silky angora like hair, girl you would be gettin' those sissors out so fast it would make your head swimn! That is why we have to cut Courtney's hair otherwise it can get so bad it will form areas that will pull the hair from thier skin, it can get painful! So the haircute are actually a good thing. Trust us on this one.
Your story about the "P's" was so sweet and heartwarming especially about Tyler P.

Monday, February 19, 2007 9:45:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter, "Little Molly Wee" so too too cute!

Monday, February 19, 2007 9:48:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Stacey,
The "P" story is cute. In our family we have so many similar things that we do. No one but us can understand our language at times…

Na, the cats love their hair cuts. They prance around like little show cats after a hair cut. They do not get fur balls, they don’t shed, poop does not get stuck on butt hairs, Hair does not matt, no p-p fur smell, hair does not get everywhere and life is good for us all…

I thought the same thing as you when my mom first had her Maine Coon clipped. How can you cut off his beautiful fur and mane? Once these two girls came into my life, clipping was understandable to me then! They are good healthy spoilt babies and get everything pretty much their way. We don’t do one thing in this house without thinking of their needs first. We are in the market for a new car and with everyone we look at, we have to think of how their cabana will work and how will I be able to get to Cheetah when she barfs! We think of this even though they do not travel much with us. They are like our children; they come first with us… Clipping is the right thing to do in this house.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007 12:53:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

When Courtney gets her hair cut she looks about 5 pounds less and she acts like she feels so much better. She is able to groom herself way better. It's best for her too.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007 2:58:00 PM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Skeeter, I noticed you only sent the "pretty picture" of the girls for the LC Photo Gallery though!!!! Ashamed of their shaved pics???

Hee hee hee. (I hope you know I'm just messing with you!)

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 11:35:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Stacey,
LOL funny...
I am not sure what pictures I sent them! It was late and I was having problems getting them to go. I only put my name and the cats names because I did not know you could put more then that with the pics. So they would probably not understand the hair cuts without an explanation. I may resubmit them now…

The frog and Cheetah is funny to everyone but us! We get those tree frogs on our front porch every night in the warm months. We have a glass door and she goes nuts pawing and meowing at the frogs through the glass. She will jump to the top of the door to get to one! We have to bring one of the darned things in for her to play with it in order to shut her up! We will not let her hurt the frog. she just follows it around a bit as it hops here and there. Then we take the frog back outside and away from the front door. This is not funny to us because our TV is near the door and her nightly event is hell on trying to watch a movie!

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 1:14:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter,I love the frog story, funny and cute! I'm glad Cheetah doesn't try to hurt the frog.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007 4:45:00 PM  
Blogger Stacey said...

Skeeter, I am ashamed of you! I guarantee you that the frog doesn't know that you won't let the cat hurt it. Just look at the trauma you are putting those innocent frogs through just for the amusement of your cat. That sounds like something Dragon would do, and then you guys would get onto him for being cruel. Stop torturing the frogs.

Thursday, February 22, 2007 8:30:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Stacey,
LOL… The frogs love the attention they are getting or they would not continually get on the front door. That is when we bring them inside. If the cats were in the wild, they would eat the frogs as the resident hoot owl and many snakes do each night... The frogs are not hurt in any way by our cats amusements, they just hop around the place a bit and the girls sniff where they have been hoping. Then I carefully take the frogs back outside while petting and talking to them. The frogs are my friends and they just come in for a little visit then go out and tell their frog friends all about the fun time they had messing with the big black cats! They live in my plants and little table top fountain on the porch so I do not turn the water on for fear of hurting them. After the Saint and I have been out fishing with Crickets, (I know, how could I fish with crickets? Gee, how could I even fish?) I feed the left over crickets to the bluebirds and the toads! I will put one in front of a toad that is on our patio and he will gobble it down. The neatest thing you ever saw. And no, we don’t keep the fish, We carefully take them off the hook and I pat them on the head and we gently let them go back into the water. I am sure they go down under the water and tell their fishy friends all about their wild experience in the open air...

Thursday, February 22, 2007 2:24:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter, now I've heard it all, feeding the frogs,ha. But it is heartwarming to hear!

Thursday, February 22, 2007 2:50:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Pam,
I fed a wild turtle one time too! I saw him in the yard after a summer rain. I ran and got my reptile book to identify what type of turtle it was. Upon reading, I found out they eat worms. So I went to my flower garden to dig up a juicy worm for my new visitor. I dangled the worm in front of him and I swear he stuck his neck out and grabbed that worm and chomped it down. I was ecstatic with my discovery! I was yelling at the Saint to come watch this and he too was filled with joy at seeing me feed a wild turtle. Tortie, as I named my new friend, stayed under some brush for the night and moved on the next morning...

Thursday, February 22, 2007 6:10:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter, good thing the turtle didn't grab your fingers or your finger would have been a bonus snack,ha. That was sweeet of you to do that. Did you get any photos of that? That would have been great to post in the paper and Pet Parade. Speaking of, it was neat to see some in the paper this morning including Cheetah and Sheba looking so cool!

Friday, February 23, 2007 10:39:00 AM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Pam,
I did snap a picture of Tortie but not eating the worm. I never believed he would eat the thing or I would have had the camera near by. I will send you his picture on email…

Friday, February 23, 2007 12:38:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter, I know I said thanks for the photos already on e-mail but again thanks, that was sweet and again, that was a big frog!

Saturday, February 24, 2007 4:58:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Hey guys, Just look again at at our sweet Callie and Gracie. Gracie loves driving and is practicing for the next Daytona 500. My daughter is getting really upset with both of them because they have started pooping in the floor so says she wants to give them away.She said ask the people on the blogg if anyone wants my cats cause I am tired of thier pooping on the floor and all thier crap! I'm ready to give them to anyone who is willing to take them! Now, I know she would never really do it but I want to give her a little scare for being so tough on them so everyone send me a message saying you want them ( even if you would never in a million years take them ) so I can rough her feathers a bit. I'm going to make it sound really serious that people want her cats. Of course she wouldn't give them up and she knows if it really came down to that I would take them even though our cats don't get along with them. WE would work it out. I love Callie and Gracie, they're my grand kitties! Ok waiting to hear from you, hope people are still checking this blogg. I check them all so I don't miss something, hope Ya'all do the same.

Saturday, February 24, 2007 8:40:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

Pam,
I am still here but my two are just about as much as I can handle! Since these two showed up two more strays came from the woods as well. I found what I thought, to be a good home for them but that is a story for another time. It still gets my tail feathers in a ruffle to think about that incident... I will not fake a cat request for fear your daughter may indeed take me seriously and then I would feel obligated to take them if she offers them to me. Knowing how we, on here, all love animals, she probably would pass them over if she felt we would want them. She probably has her hands full with the kids so I can see where the pooping cats could become a burden on her. Maybe the cats are jealous of all the attention the children get over them…? Just a thought…

Sunday, February 25, 2007 3:37:00 PM  
Blogger Pam said...

Skeeter it's ok that you don't offer to take my grand kitty's or anyone else who read what I wrote yesterday because I am in the dog huse with my daughter now. I told her that I said that and now she is mad at me for saying that. She even went so far as to say she DID NOT say she wanted to get rid of Callie and Gracie and I must be halucinating,ha. I knew she would react that way. She wouldn't take anything for those cats, she loves them! Callie ( her cat, Gracie is Billy's ) still sleeps above her head most nights. As I said I would never let anyone take them besides me and Fly Boy even if she would part with them. Believe me , she never would, she just gets overwhelmed sometimes and lets off steam. She wouldn't even let me and Fly Boy take them. We only get to baby sit them when they go out of town. That is a pain since we have to keep all of them seperate. If we ever did have them permanately we'd have to figure out how to make them get along eventually. You know the slowly intro thing and etc. But- nothing to wprry about here, I think they are going to stay at home where they belong. It was all talk. Since she is mad at me for posting that, that shoould tell you something, right?

Sunday, February 25, 2007 4:48:00 PM  
Blogger Skeeter said...

LOL

Monday, February 26, 2007 10:17:00 AM  

Post a Comment

<< Home



Pet People

Sandy Britt, an animal welfare advocate and volunteer with Clarksville rescue organizations, takes care of three dogs: Zoe, Scooter and Peanut; two cats: Catfish and Tarzan; and one husband, Glen, and according to him she takes care of them in that order.
ADVERTISEMENT


ADVERTISEMENT

   Gannett.com   USATODAY.com Contact Us | Subscribe | Place an ad
Copyright ©2006 The Leaf Chronicle.
All rights reserved.
Users of this site agree to the
Terms of Service and Privacy Policy
(Terms updated 7/20/05)
USAWEEKEND.COM   Gannett Foundation