RIP Custard

Rest in Peace dear Custard, we love you very much. I already miss you.

pics by YaYa

Custard ain't Having It

 Custard ain't having your s$&t.

Huckleberry is Adjusting

If I had to place a bet, I think GusGus and Huckleberry will be good friends (although he did chase Gus for a second last night - but they've bumped noses too.) So far Custard has remained aloof but unafraid, once or twice walking right up to him. Angelcakes is openly contemptuous but has not hid or cried, so fingers crossed. 

He is agreeable to the leash only about a fifth of the time and has had accidents in the house, but he's already improving in both regards.

He gets along well with the kids and Lisa, and spent the afternoon with us in the car while we ran errands. He seems cautious around me and sometimes fearful. I think my size and volume remind him of some bad times in the past (he was skin and bones and terribly meek at the pound.) But we will move past that lickety split.

#GusGus. #Huckleberry

Oh, and as you may have noticed by the affinity for boxes apparently we done adopted another cat.

#Huckleberry #Boxes

I've Achieved the Impossible

I just successfully trimmed Custard's nails!!! 

3 Kitties

Excuse the unmade bed,  but a Halloween Miracle: all three cats were not only together,  but asleep on our bed. Custard has been with us two years and is rarely seen by me and Lisa,  as she chooses to reside on the second floor with the kids. But with only one eye,  the new beds are flummoxing her, and she's having trouble judging their height. I reckon that's why she's migrated to our adult abode.

Howboutthat?

Custard climbed up on my lap again! Twice in two years. Howboutthat?

Progress from Custard

Yes it's blurry, but it's momentous. After two years, our cat Custard came up on the couch and sat on my lap (for a few moments). While she'll cuddle with the kids upstairs, she is rarely seen on the first floor except when she eats, and she's never been held or picked up. #progress

Custard visits the window!

The elusive one-eyed Custard continues to become more social. She not only came downstairs, she's actually sitting in the window!

 Here are the flowers I bought Lisa for her Easter gift. And here is our elusive one-eyed Custard scurrying away after being caught trying to eat them.

Happy Adoption Day!

 One year ago today we adopted Custard, our one-eyed cat.

Sucess!

YaYa and I just managed the impossible: we trimmed the nails on all but one of Custard's paws. I think she drew some blood in retribution, but it's telling she trusted us enough to be held in the first place.

Custard

Custard the cat

Custard takes a leap of faith

While I'm bored and lonely, I might as well mention that a couple of weeks ago our one eyed cat Custard jumped out of Yaya's second floor window, landed on the cement fifteen-twenty feet below, marched up the back porch, and meowed until the frightened kids ran downstairs to check on her and let her in. Just jumped. No reason. Crazy - and lucky - cat.

Progress

The first signs of détente - the two girl cats were asleep on the same bed when I walked in.

Question

Are cats intimidated by themselves in the mirror? Cause I heard scratching and hissing and found Custard clawing at my mirror and scratching it up.  - Lu

Custard is Getting Comfy

Custard is growing more comfortable here.

Custard

 Custard is growing more comfortable here!

 Custard and GusGus chilling on Junie's bed

More Pics with Custard!

 

Custard is getting some Loving!