Not your average box

LgeBnnr.R.MoreThanJustToyboxWe were recently introduced to a wonderful company called The Natural Pet Company, and asked to review some of their cat toys. What fun!

RustleChecksStashRussell, who is the most polite cat I have ever known, stepped up and pretty much took over the review. He was thinking outside the box, but literally inside the box for most of the review. It is a Russell-sized box.

1R.A.IntruderAlertScooter and Alice participated with playtime once the Catdad came home from work. He is the Number One playtime enthusiast.

2All3ScooterGoalBut, even the Number One playtime enthusiast has to take a break once in awhile. Playing with the feather wands and fun games of catch with the other cool toys would start all over soon enough.

3R.comebackandplayI decided to see how the cats reacted to the large bag of catnip they included. Everything about the packaging prompted me to think, this is no ordinary catnip. Russell was ready to test the product.

4R.kittyCatnipEcstacySeriously, this is exactly what I expected! As stated by the owners, their “catnip is grown in the cool shade of the Rocky Mountains in Canada, where the air is crisp and the water fresh. We believe that it is this incredible environment that makes our catnip so fragrant and completely irresistible to cats.”

The Natural Pet Company started as a hobby for Eddy and Joe. The two cat lovers were creating toys for their own cats, and their friends coaxed them into building a company with their cat friendly, eco-friendly toys. You can visit The Natural Pet Company on Amazon, here. I highly recommend them for the quality, the fun, and the care that goes into the cat toys.

Disclosure: I was asked to revue products from The Natural Pet Company and I was compensated with product for the purpose of the review. The above opinions of the products are my own.



Celebrating Scooter

LgeBnnrScooterScooter is now seven years old! She was two years old when we adopted her from Friends of Strays Animal Shelter in St Petersburg, FL. They gave her the name Sweetie. We wanted to change her name, and it took us two weeks to agree on the name Scooter.

She spent most of her time in a cubby under my desktop.

She spent most of her time in a cubby under my desktop.

But maybe it was not the best name! The day after naming her Scooter, she disappeared from the condo we lived in. She either escaped when Geoff opened the door to go to work early that morning, or she decided to exit via our 2nd floor balcony. We will never know for sure.

I posted lost cat signs all  over and many hours were spent trying to find her. The weather all week was rainy with intermittent hours of sunshine.

On the seventh day, the condo manager called to tell me he might have seen her in the foliage in front of the building. I ran out to find her but she was not there. It was getting late and the rain started again. I had to keep looking. Was it her? Where was she? Surely a cat would not stay outside in the rain.

Where did Scooter scoot too?

Where did Scooter scoot too?

Our building had an attached parking garage but she was not there. There was a lot of thick foliage around the building – maybe she was up against a wall? I stuffed myself between foliage and building and started walking.

I finally heard a little ‘meow’! “Keep going,” I told myself. Then there was another. And then I found her perfect hideaway.

For some unknown reason there was a very small opening at the base of the building. She peeked out at me but when I reached out my hand she went back in. I quickly called Geoff to bring down a can of cat food, a spoon, and a small blanket. A cats gotta eat sooner or later, and I sure hope it is sooner!

Scooter was wary of the situation, but she was hungry and tired. She came close enough to smell the moist food so I put a little on the spoon and held it out to her. I only had to wait a short while before she wanted more and came out of her hideaway. As soon as she had eaten a few more small bits of food, I got a nice hold on her, wrapped her in the blanket, and gathered all the implements of kitty capture. Since this episode, I call her Sweetie more than I call her Scooter.  And, I will not even take a guess what her third name is.

Happy7ScooterJust a note: Since Scooter’s disappearing act years ago, I have probably called her Sweetie more often than Scooter. Whatever works, right?