Everycat wishes you all a Happy Christmas.A special wish of safety and peace to all who care for animals.
To the carers, the trappers, the fosterers, the rescuers, the fighters of cruelty & neglect & the good samaritans. You make a difference to the lives of animals and you make the world a better place.
We love you
Ok Oliver & Gerry, just make sure you save some for Angel, she won't be pleased if all the treats are gone when she wakes up!
Just over a week ago, that fine and fun feline Vampy Vic asked cats to tell a love story. I love all cats, but I wanted to tell you all about a cat I loved very much. His name was Tabbus Tabbus - so tabby they named him twice.
Tabbus was living here when I was trapped by my Mum. Tabbus had been trapped once by her too. He had been living the rough, semi-feral life of a tom cat in the village. By the time I came to live inside Tabbus was well established as the lover boy of the house. Tabbus loved every cat and every human.
As you can see the tradition of sitting on top of the shed to purr is a long one here.
Tabbus showed me how things worked in the house. I became his acolyte and very soon we became firm friends. He showed me all the best sunning spots, the best places to watch for birds and mice and, most importantly he showed me that our humans were not a threat and with a little ad lib cuteness, any cat around here could get pretty much whatever they wanted. We used to hang out together all the time.
You'd find us on the bed watching birds fly by outside and...
...we'd both answer together
"Is that the sound of cat dishes?"
Tabbus was a wise cat, he knew many good things
He would talk to humans all the time. When Tabbus talked, I talked too. Tabbus was a very fit cat, he was never ill. We used to snuggle together in the kitchen, Tabbus would tell humans about our day whilst they cooked dinner.
Best of all though, were the days we spent snoozing on the bed together. Tabbus was a licker like me and we'd wash each other for hours. Sometimes falling asleep in each other's arms mid-lick.
Whilst we slept I used to hang on to my Tabbus, I never wanted to be parted from him.
I loved him so very much.
If ever a cat or human was ill, Tabbus would be there for them. His purr was mighty. Tabbus made everyone feel better about life. He taught me many good cat things about how to make humans smile
He didn't even mind when I used to squash him against the very hot radiator. Tabbus could never be too hot.
Tabbus was the best pal a cat could have.
On 28th December 2005, Tabbus and me were out playing. Suddenly Tabbus ran indoors, yeowling in agony. Our humans immediately rushed him to the emergency vet. They were very frightened and so was I. The vet tried very hard to save my friend, but it was time for Tabbus to go to The Bridge and Tabbus died.
Our humans asked the vet to do a post mortem. The vet found that Tabbus had a very small liver tumour which had suddenly ruptured, so my dear friend and teacher had internally bled to death. The vet found that Tabbus also had tiny secondary lung tumours, so it would not have been long before Tabbus started to suffer.
Maybe it was better this way. I don't know.
All I know is..
...that I miss my happy, loving Tabbus very, very much.Tabbus was buried under his favourite sunning spot in the garden. This last picture of Tabbus is him dozing happily on that same spot. After we all said goodbye to Tabbus, I sat on that spot every evening for months on end. Waiting for him for him to come chasing moths and bats with me.
On a summer evening you can still find me sitting there.
Everycat would like you all to remember someone you loved today and smile
How very true that is. Thank you to the very talented and kind girls of Zoolatry for this splendid Christmas portrait. I am hopeful that it will spur our procrastinating apes into getting those decorations down from the loft and allowing we cats to get on with some serious decorating actvities.
Kiddo, that floofy, tuxie mancat, and the myriad and wonderful Creek Cats nominated us for the Lemonade Award. Thank you very much all. 
The Lemonade Award is given to sites which the giver show either great attitude and or gratitude.
...and what a great home it is too. Simon has been adopted by a friend of the Nurse who rescued him. He is now living in luxury with two great humans, one friendly bunny and some ducks. Simon is now a Welsh Cat, which makes me very happy as my roots are in Wales. He has become much more confident, sleeps in bed with his new humans, is good chums with the bunny and is currently helping out with the Christmas decorations. Simon, we are really happy that you now have the forever home you deserve. We will never forget you.Gabbi and Ash are still living comfortably at the vets. There has been plenty of interest in each one, but they will only be homed together as they are so closely bonded. Gabbi has become very leggy and Ash is turning into a thickset little silverback. His colouring is changing and he has a cape of white hairs mixed in with the black. The right people will turn up to give them a home, we are very optimistic.
Have a Wicked Wednesday every cat!
Not only is it very mancatly to look like this after three hours of heavy snoring and rolling about on the shed roof, it's also a reminder to my tragic apes that I am my own cat and will style myself exactly how I wish. It's all very well being a sleek, cushion cat when I'm indoors but there are times when I need to get back to my gutter roots. I like to keep it real. I am Wuudler from the block. 
This is a happy accident, since some cats commented the other day that they wanted to see my smooth tongue.
It took my humans one whole year to trap me. I'd sit and stare from the bushes or fence, I wouldn't even feed, then I'd be gone for three weeks at a time. I was a canny young feral tom with a big range. Now I'm a home lovin' camera hussy. 
My tongue is totally smooth like silk. I'm an original see.
I sleep by my Mum's head every night and chatter if the duvet isn't arranged just right. 
I paddle the air with my back paws when I'm dreaming about stamping on moles I have caught. I can open a fuud bin that has locking clips on the lid, and do it quietly too.
We are rather late to this meme, so if any cat wants to do it, consider yourselves tagged. We love learning all about you cats of the world. We have got all behind with everything at Everycat due to the recent guests. But now the apes don't have all that fluffy, kitteny nonsense going on to distract them, they can get to making posts about us and catching up...
Dana & The Creek Cats gave us this Sharing The Love Award. Thank you all.
We wish every cat a Magnificent Monday!
Gabbi wants you to know that she loves the Pawparazzi and luxurious living befits her. Her tummy is better now and her eye surgery site is settling down beautifully.
Simon is still a little serious but his eye is much better and he has really enjoyed learning how to relax. He knows he will be a handsome mancat one day.
Ash loves humans even more now and has learned that sleeping under the duvet with humans is a very good hobby for a kitten. He is delighted to be snot free.
Gabbi lunges for the camera strap.
Simon practices his meezer red laser eyes
Ash decides it is time to go slightly bonkers. 
Gabbi tests out the playability of a sweety wrapper...
...but decides that sharpening her claws on human legs is more fun.
Gabbi investigates a toilet roll tube whilst Ash sees a photo opportunity
Ash has a nosey at the camera.
Gabbi and Simon rummaging about amidst their favourite paper bags.
Simon considers carefully who to pounce on next.
Ash is smiling because he has decided that being cosy is a good thing. He will use this smile to hypnotise his future humans.
Simon relaxes. For Simon, who was a worried little soul a week ago, relaxing is a big thing.
Gabbi thinks that Ash & Simon have been asleep for long enough..
...but decides to save the attack for later. Ash insists that Gabbi must be his pillow.
Gabbi has her eye on you!We've been pretty relaxed about not being allowed into the bedroom to meet the kittens. Gerry has touched noses with Simon via the window (no actual touching) Oliver sat on the outside window ledge, gazing in upon the kittens and licking his lips, he was besotted and really wanted to get in the room to give them all a good licking. Angel happily spent time she would usually spend in HER bedroom, asleep in various cat beds on the sofa and me, Wuudler, I gave the kittens some good puffy sniffs under the bedroom door, providing them with some tuition in how to avoid taking their medicine. Gerry managed to slither past human legs to get into the bedroom but was so shocked he ran straight out. He also had a game of paper-bag-under-the-door with Gabbi. Oliver poked his floofy chops around the door once, just to check all was well.
We have earned ourselves some salmon for this kitten enduring patience I tell you.
Humans take note.
We hope every cat has a Terrific Tuesday!
