Shhhh! You can’t see me, but I can see you! Aren’t I clever, finding yet another super secret hiding place without any help?! It is no wonder why, when I was a little kitten, that my family named me Mischief.
I am a happy and active indoor cat. Although I love everyone in my family, my favourite person is the young, female human in my house. I wait every morning, outside her bedroom door, meowing to be let in. She is the only person who can carry me around and who I allow to cuddle with me. I even like to sleep under her covers, but only hers no one elses; I wish my family would let me stay with her all day and all night.
Night time is best! There is a little rodent, in a cage, in her room and during the night I can watch it ever so closely. I have a kitty brother that I chase and wrestle with and a new doggy brother that I pretend to hate. In reality, I like to tease him and will even bite his ears. Haha! He is even a little scared of me, which I like even more.
My other favourite things are taking naps in the sunshine, watching the birds at the
feeders, and hiding when strange people come to the house. Once, when my family
was away for a week, I hid so well that the people who were supposed to look after me had to turn the entire house upside down to be sure that I was okay. Haha! My hiding spot was a guitar case that time. That was a good one!
Hello everyone! My life sure has been a crazy one! I came to live with my mom when one of Centennial Animal Hospital’s clients, who happened to be a breeder of Yorkshire Terriers, had her last litter of puppies. She knew it was my mom’s dream to have a Yorkshire terrier; I mean who wouldn’t want one?! When I first went home with my mom, I fit in very well with her herd of cats. Not only was I the same size as the cats but I acted basically the same. So, I figured, either I am a cat or my mom’s cats are dogs!
Our life changed when my dad came around. We moved to a new house and my Dad had this CRAZY springer spaniel that I learned to love; he was an acquired taste! My life changed again, when my mom brought home a tiny human who made so much noise. I don’t think anyone has slept well since! To my delight, we moved again but into a house in town this time. This was a perfect fit for me as country living was not my thing! At first, I thought we had moved into a quiet subdivision in town. That was until we met the neighbours. It appears that they all have those tiny, loud and very active humans as well!!
Life is always changing at our house. My mom pet sits other people’s animals so there are always new dogs and cats coming and going from our house. I usually don’t play with the dogs because they are too much for me; I much prefer the cats and kittens that my mom fosters. The best part about having different animals in our house is that I always get to meet their humans. Being as small as I am, I get lots of attention!
One of my favorite spots is on the back of the couch watching the world go by. I prefer my mom’s lap, but who am I kidding, anyone’s lap will do. I have learned to love this crazy life! I am still a bit nervous of tiny humans but when they are quiet, I even find that they can be quite snuggly.
Hi everyone! My name is Beatrice and I am a 6 year old, grey tabby. Although my official name is Beatrice, I also answer to Beabins, Baby Bea and probably, most fitting, Queen B! If you can’t tell by my picture, I am the queen of my castle.
I was brought into Centennial Animal Hospital when I was approximately 2 weeks old. I had been found in someone’s garage, being attacked by a squirrel, and my mom was nowhere in sight. I had a wound to my head and one of my back legs was badly injured. Given the fact I was too young to take care of myself, I couldn’t be sent back to the garage because there was no one to take care of me. So Casey, one of the technicians at Centennial Animal Hospital, took me home to foster me and she bottle fed me for about 3 weeks. At that point, Casey needed to go away for a conference, so my mom agreed to take care of me for the weekend. I entered the house and had everyone in the “palm of my paw”. Five weeks old and less then 2lbs and I was bossing around the cat and the 75lb dog. My mom was not looking to add anymore pets to the household so when Casey returned, I went back to her house. Nobody had realized, that in two short days, I had woven my magic until the dog and cat spent days after I had left going around the house looking for me and stopped eating. That did the trick and soon Jennifer brought me home permanently.
I am not your typical cat. I do not like to be pet or touched, unless it is on my terms, and if you do it longer then I would like, I will bite. Biting is unfortunately my answer for dealing with things as I missed some important lessons growing up; ones that cannot be taught by a human mom. I am lucky that I found a home where I am loved unconditionally and with someone who knows how to live with a cat with some behavioural issues. It is not like I want to hurt anyone, I just don’t know how to deal with things appropriately. I am not one of those cats that interact much with people and I only tolerate the other 3 cats. The one thing I love is my dog. I adore my dog, Leonard; I kiss him, play with him, sleep with him and head butt him! My family think that I look at him like he is my mom but what can I say, I just love dogs!
I like to play. My favorite toy in the whole world is the laser toy. I will sit and cry at it and tap it until someone gets it going for me. I go almost trance like and hunt the laser for extended periods of time. I also like pompom balls with foil in them. I carry them around the house in my mouth while caterwauling. I want everyone to know that I have the best toy in the house and for them to admire it. I love watching the birds on the bird feeder. I crouch down low and chatter at them. I honestly think I could catch one if I was given the opportunity but I am an indoor cat. I also love nap times. My favorite spot is on the heated bed – I spend hours at a time on it. I am also happy to curl up on the dog’s bed in the sunshine. I don’t think he minds sharing with me too much...
Sometimes, being the Queen of my castle is hard work but, it also has its perks. Getting treats and some tuna, my favorite, everyone once in a while help to make my life even more purrfect!
Charlotte’s Day at the Spa!
My name is Charlotte! I am a 12 year old, collie cross that my family adopted from the OSPCA over 11 years ago. I am not a social girl; I like my family, my home, my yard and that is pretty much it!
I knew my Spring Spa Day was nearing. I had heard my family talking about all of the black tufts of hair I was leaving around the house and all of the dirt that was being brought in by my hairy “Grinch” feet!
One morning, I saw my Mom grab my leash off of the hook and I immediately ran and hid behind the couch. After all, she might be trying to make my go for *GASP* a walk! I like to think that I am smarter than her, but she found me and offered me a treat. The next thing I knew, I was in the car!
When I got to Centennial Animal Hospital, my mom set me up in a cozy house where I drifted off to sleep until Kayla, my groomer, came to get me. I went into the tub and had a shampoo massage with shampoo that smells like coconuts; my mom says I smell like a tropical vacation afterwards!
Once I was towelled dry, I went back into my house, with a cage dryer, to dry me off as much as possible. I usually drift off to sleep until Kayla gets me out again. I then go up on the grooming table and the beautification process begins! Today, my mom requested a short summer clip, with an ear clean and a nail trim. There sure was a lot of hair on the floor after my groom today!
After I was done, my mom picked me up. She always makes such a big fuss over me; which I love! When I got home, I ran to all my family members to show off! Please feel free to tell me how cute you think I am too...
You there! Yes you! I am Angus. I am a 5 year-old orange tabby and no, your eyes are not deceiving you, I am that handsome!
I enjoy spending my days lying in the sun all over the house; whether it is on the kitchen counter, dinner table or my cat tree. I prefer the kitchen counter, but don’t tell my mom that.
I have a pet dog and his name is Chester. He likes to chew on me and it is disgusting! Sometimes I bite him as he walks by and then I run. It is so funny when he tries to catch me! Sometimes, I even have to clean him because he doesn’t seem to be able to do it himself.
My mom and dad say that I have allergies and that is why I cannot eat from their plates. I let them know how upset I am by yelling at them while they eat. When they not looking, I try and grab things as fast as I can. One time I stole half of a steak off the counter but my mom caught me…
Oh, look at that! It’s midnight! Time to go run laps around the house and yell into the darkness.
Hi! My name is Chester and I just turned 2 years old! I have no idea what kind of dog I am, I just know that I am pretty great!
My favorite thing in the whole world is food! Speaking of food, do you have any?! Oh sorry, I am easily distracted. Where was I? Oh yeah! I love everyone, furry and otherwise. I have a feline brother and his name is Angus. We do fun things together like play chase and wrestle! Sometimes he cleans my ears for me too.
I prefer spending my time outside playing, regardless the season. My mom sends me to daycare and I think it is the best place ever! I get to play with all my friends and run through the bush! Sometimes I run so fast that I can’t even see where I am going.
Well, it was great to meet you, but I think I hear mom opening a cheese package in the other room! I have got to go!
My name is Jill (aka Miss Jilly or Jilly Bean). I am a five year old tri- colour American Cocker Spaniel.
I love a good explore in the woods or chasing mice in the hay field but I am just as happy to curl up by the fireplace or watch baseball on the couch.
My favourite things in the whole world are food, and my big brother Denver, and food and going to the cabin and food... You get the picture. Not surprisingly, I struggle to keep my girlish figure. My Mom (the vet) says it's all my Dad's (the cookie man) fault!
I had surgery this winter to repair ruptured ligaments in my knees. But now I am good as new. Everyone said I was very brave when I went to the orthopedic surgeon. Usually I am a bit of a princess when I see needles, unless I am distracted by food!
I am a sporting breed and supposed to be a bird dog. But our chickens scare me so I would rather be a squirrel or chipmunk dog I think.
Bye for now
Hi, my name is Edward! I am also known as Eddy Spaghetti, Fast Eddy and Squidward (from Sponge Bob Square Pants).
I was born with a deformed leg, which was not growing “normally”, and was brought into Centennial Animal Hospital to get it examined. It was determined that I would need extensive surgery and lifelong care and that was not financially possible. Thankfully, my mom fell in love with me on the spot. She stepped up right away, adopted me and got me the necessary veterinary care. Unfortunately, I did have to have my leg amputated but I live an amazing life, in the best home I could ever have asked for. I am now almost 5 years old and get along really well on 3 legs. I still think that I can run really fast and sometimes wipe out in my enthusiasm to get where I am going.
I have a younger brother named Gideon, an older sister named Thea and then there is the cat, Eli Gammon. I feel the cat is just some distant relative that lives with us and I have no idea why we keep him. My mom thinks that I am really smart because I learn things very quickly. I learned how to “sit pretty” in record time. I don’t want to brag but I did learn it pretty quickly!
I have 2 favorite pastimes. The first is eating! I love food however, my mom needs to keep me on a strict diet to ensure extra weight does not harm my other joints. The second is napping! I am not picky. I am happy to curl up whether it is on the couch or my soft, squishy dog bed.
It was nice talking with you all but I must go because I just notice the couch is free and I am pretty tired!
Hi everyone! My name is Gideon and I am a one year old, shepherd mix. I was rescued from Northern Ontario and was adopted by my mom when I came into Centennial Animal Hospital for veterinary care.
Now that I know what it is like to live in a home, I have learned that I appreciate the luxuries in life. I like to sleep on the couch; dog beds are just not comfortable enough for me. I also love good food. I get super excited at meal times and am guilty of eating way too fast. But, when there is good food to eat, what do you expect?!
I am a bit of a troublemaker. I like to keep life interesting and may get myself into trouble from time to time. I harass my cat, Eli Gammon, constantly. He has learned to stay away from me and I have learned how quick a cat can run! Household items are fair game too! I may have chewed the coffee table and a pillow but they can’t prove it was me. I also may have eaten the philodendron plant but I would appreciate it if you don’t bring that up to my mom. She was a little unhappy with me that day with it being a poisonous plant and all!
I love to go hiking with my mom! I am pretty good at it if you ask me. I even have my own backpack to carry my own water. It took my mom a while, but I eventually was able to learn how to “sit pretty”. I may have been a bit stubborn with the learning process but I had other more important things to do.
Well, time to go, the cat just snuck by!
My name is Princess Poppy! I was named by a 4 year old girl and the name has really grown on me. I have only been living with my family for about one year. I was adopted, along with my sister (Peanut the Destroyer – named by a 7 year old boy), when I was brought into Centennial Animal Hospital by the OSPCA; I had overgrown teeth and couldn’t eat properly. My overgrown teeth made it difficult for me to be adopted so thankfully, I now live in a great home, with 3 little humans who love us a lot. I come to work with my mom about every 3 months to get my teeth trimmed.
I spend most of my days snacking on hay or pellets but I LOVE tomatoes!!! My picture shows how messy my face gets after I eat them. The first time my mom gave them to me she thought I was bleeding – it was so funny watching her panic and figure out where the “blood” was coming from. I have trained Mom and Dad to feed us when we start to whistle (usually when they make the "little humans" lunches for school because there are lots of fruits and veggies in there). They were really easy to train and are quick to give up the goods!!!
This winter has been a very long one and I cannot wait until the weather is warmer and the snow melts so we can spend more time outside purring and eating grass and dandelions. As much as we love snuggles, being outside is so exciting!!! Let’s hope this nice sunshine sticks around and spring 2018 is here to stay.