About Apollo



Apollo

The absolute first to show up when food is present!

Bound and determined to figure out how to open up that refrigerator.

His eyes look as though they’ve been outlined in eye liner.

Has the loudest purr of our colony, as well as the most incessant meow.

Was the runt of the Greek Gang.  Hard to believe that now!

Hissed at me the very first time he saw me.

Adores being brushed and will, in fact, jump up onto the grooming table if he thinks I’m being too slow in putting him there!

His favorite toy is an old ratty rabbit foot looking thing that was once on the end of a wand.  It routinely goes missing but when it’s found, he’s in total heaven (until he loses it again!)

One of his favorite spots is sitting behind me on my chair.  In fact, he’s there right now J

Was my special project as a foster because he was so shy, they were afraid no one would ever adopt him.  So, I had to isolate him in the bathroom and then go in and spend one on one time with him in order to get him socialized.  It worked, alright; WE adopted him!

Am pretty sure he’s part squirrel; not only is his fur squirrel like, but he chitters.

Has to be the first into the cat box after it’s been freshly cleaned.

His ears are tipped in golden-colored fur; hence, him being named after the Greek God of the Sun!

Is still a major scaredy-cat when people he doesn’t know are around.  Until it’s time to eat, that is!

Is very competitive when playing; will attempt to run off with whatever toy we are using.

Seems to enjoy “fraternizing” with a few of Lucy’s toys; hedgehog, bunny and squirrel in particular.  He’ll even drag them off to his lair!

Last…but certainly NOT least.

My Buddy.

Dinner Time

What it's like at our house when it's time for the cats to eat. Surprisingly enough, even Pete has been getting in on the wet food action, which is likely why Ares gave up and went to eat the crunchies!

Mrs. B

Update on the Cats of B!

In all of the general excitement of late and drama with Lucy, the poor cats have not had the opportunity to be in the spotlight. Not that they care, mind you; but, I'd be remiss if I didn't post a few pictures of them with an update on their lives. Oh, and yesterday was a red-letter day. In preparation for our upcoming move (and to abate my paranoia that one of them may get out of the car during the road trip), we went to Pet Smart to get each one of them a collar and a tag. We put the collars on them and watched the fireworks erupt. After they were on a bit, we took them back off until the move (and Mr. B removed the damn little tinkle bells; how annoying!)

Pete has spent his summer (to date) enjoying the fact he has no clumps and mats of fur. After a day or so of being totally horrified after his lion cut, he realized it wasn't so bad, after all. He's become quite insistent on getting pets in the morning and has taken to jumping up onto our chairs at the table and demanding a lot of adoration. Pete's collar is a majestic, royal purple, as befitting the king of our cat colony. He took the collaring in stride; in fact, you couldn't hardly see it underneath that mane of his.

Lily resembled a little wrinkled lizard after her lion cut procedure. If anything, the elimination of much of her fur has increased her feisty factor. She continues to get into everything and be everywhere. Perhaps in retaliation for her hair cut, she's taken to chewing on my hair in the mornings while I'm still in bed and during the day, she jumps up onto my chair and tries to climb up my back to get at my ponytail. Her collar is pink with sparkles. She was very interested in it BEFORE it was put on her; after which, she tried to eat the tag.

Ares continues to be devoted to Pete and just Pete. Unfortunately for Ares, Pete pretty much despises him. Ares is very nice to look at; he has such unusual coloring and his face is very expressive. It's too bad his personality wasn't as good as the exterior package. Maybe we shouldn't have named him after the God of War; if we'd called him Sweet Cakes or Stud Muffin, might he be friendlier? Ares's collar is a light blue. He attacked Mr. B when he tried to put it on him; I finally got it on as he was eating. He promptly freaked out and ran around the house on a wild tear, eventually getting the collar off. Well, if he gets lost on the move, I doubt Mr. B would loose any sleep over it! Sigh.

Athena is our little quiet mouse; keeping a fairly low profile except for when she starts to play with one of her toys. Then, she sounds unnervingly like a woman in the throes of passion. She is still petrified of Mr. B but is starting to come around a little bit; usually when she's ready to eat, she'll forget she's petrified of him and rub up against his legs. She continues her somewhat destructive habit of chewing on everything, despite the many applications of Bitter Yuck. Her collar is also pink and, surprisingly enough, she didn't wig out overly much once it was put on her.

Our man Apollo continues to steal the show on a daily basis. His is so entirely laid back now; amazing, considering what he was like when he first came to us. One of his very favorite places to be is in the perch by the window. While the other cats are roaming about causing trouble, he's usually there kicking back; unless he downstairs begging Mr. B for turkey or to be fed; then, he does his best "Camillo" act of flopping down on the floor and pretending his dying. It's quite comical. His collar is bright red and he looks very handsome wearing it. He freaked out a bit at first, but soon decided to just chill out.

Mrs. B