And the Curls have the vote!
The catizens voted Coco the winner by a landslide, paws down.
Coco would like to thank the hundreds, maybe thousands, that voted for her and made her win possible!
She would like to acknowledge the support and advice her fellow candidates gave her, and she hopes to have them fill the cabinet positions, where she can call upon them for their sage wisdom and advice.
Here is her acceptance speech (she didn't know about that Inauguration Speech Generator--that was a nice job Sandra did!)
My fellow catizens:
I stand purroudly here today, humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have in me, mindful of the sacrifices borne by the cats that came before us.
On this day, we have chosen unity of purpose over conflict and discord, and we come to proclaim an end to the petty hissing and spitting, the false mewling, the worn-out dogmas (she smiles here) that for far too long have been the stuff cat fights are made of.
The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to use our nine lives to better the world for cats; to carry forward that noble idea, that all cats are equal, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness. That happiness might be in a lap or under a fluffy blanket; it might be in a sunny window or in sneaking into the pantry for treats.
Our journey has never been one of settling for less. Cats do not hesitate to ask for what they want. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted, for those who prefer catnaps over stealthy progress, or for those who seek only the pleasures of fluffy beds and crystal food bowls. We understand there must be laundry days and broken dishes to be replaced when big footed humans step on them.
Rather, it has been the brave felines, some celebrated, but more often just plain cats, obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long path towards forever homes, and the best of stinky goodness (with a few treats of our choice thrown in). There are some who may question the scale of our ambitions. They have forgotten what the cats who came before us have already done, and of the loving human creatures that have helped us along the way.
We will show the world what cats can achieve, when imagination is joined to common purrpurrs, and all cats and dogs and humans and creatures of the earth can live together in harmony. That is the dream, that is the hope.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Here she is in her pretty blue sweater, posing for the pawpawrazzie (and in her favorite blue and white sweater she told a certain cat she would wear just for him...what blue cat do you think that might be?)
...soon we will be back to our regular programming, but for now the activities surrounding the upcoming election of Cat President are taking center stage here at the Furrydance abode.
Coco is busy going through her closet trying to pick out an Inaugural Ball gown (and accessories, of course). She really doesn't have a closet like the fashionable Daisy...it's a big purple plastic storage box.
So, with a few more hours to go, that's what's happening here at Furrydance Cattery...Coco thinks it's time for a nap now!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
You might think that Coco
would have the pre-election
jitters, but she's digging in
her claws and giving it her all.
It's a bit cold and icy in Coco's
hometown, so she has been
staying in her office,making
some phone calls, asking
cats and people alike, if she
can have their vote on January 31st!
But she really likes to meet (and listen...you know she has the ears for listening) people and cats in person, so she put on her warmest coat and scarf, and had Teri take her in to work with her today, so she could meet and greet all the cats and their owners today. She listened intently to their complaints and their hopes, and as you know, for every problem, one has to also bring a solution to the table (along with some Fancy Feast, please) and Teri told her that's what those Fireside Chats are about.
When she and Teri got home today, and checked the polls...oh my cat! Coco moved into second place! Now, she knows there are many capable cats out there in the running, and Teri told her if she wins, that she will need those intelligent cats in her cabinet (is that where the Temptations are kept?) and she would like them all to have Fireside Chats with all of them, too.
Coco knows it's quite a responsibility being Cat President, and she hopes if she is elected, that she is up to the task, but knows behind every good president, there is a good cat (or many good cats!). So on Saturday, we will all be gathered around the computer, watching the results unfold...and may the best cat win!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Hello my fellow Catizens,
Coco here, using the platform of a usually Wordless Wednesday, to talk a little bit and tell you why you should cast your vote for me, the Cat for Change candidate.
The clock is ticking down to January 31st, when the voters will pick the catdidate they feel will be the best one to serve as their Cat President ( I am not sure if that is for 4 human years or 4 cat years though) and I thought I should tell you a little bit about myself.
I am a Cornish Rex cat. My cat ancestors came from England, many cat years ago, to escape the tough existence of being barn cats. We were teased and made fun of because we were different, but that has given us the experience and compassion to be around all kinds of cats and be diplomatic, and that experience is very important if you are going to be a good cat president.
Another attribute that is important when being the cat leader of your country, is to be a good listener. I am sure you can see that big ears is one of my strongest points, and I will not turn a deaf ear to what my catstituents tell me. I have heard about Fireside Chats and that sounds like a splendid idea to implement, as with my short fur, I am always seeking out warm spots!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Lately, Teri's been posting photos without much dialog and while the photos are cute, we thought maybe our growing blogroll of friends might want to know how Teri's life with Cornish Rex got started.
She became a cat person after she got divorced, adopting a cute little calico cat that was born at the vet clinic where she worked. She named that cat Cascais, after a beautiful beach in Portugal that she visited when spending time with her mom and dad there. She'd never had a cat growing up, just dogs...but she took little Cascais everywhere with her, even to the drive-in movies!
After a while, she adopted a second cat, a accidental mating between an Aby girl and a wandering salesman. She named her CousCous, after the middle eastern food (what is it with these names...beaches, food?), She had hoped Cas and Cous would be friends, but they never really were, but the three of them shared a nice life together, each cat having it's own routine and personality and Teri understood that. When Teri read about the Cornish Rex and how affectionate they were and how they loved to snuggle together, she said to herself, "One day I want one of those kind of cats!" She visited cat shows to meet them, and read everything she could to learn more about them, but she didn't want to put Cascais and Couscous through adjusting to a newcomer, she just didn't think they would be happy with a new addition to the family.
When Couscous and Cascais passed away, a few years apart, but both from intestinal lymphoma, Teri began her search for a Cornish Rex. She took a weeks vacation and visited half a dozen catteries and she picked out one when she met her at 7 weeks of age, but she had to wait til she was 16 weeks old to adopt her. That was a long wait for Teri, but worth it, cuz that kitty was Rusey Beach, who in honor of her very first cat, Cascais, she named after a beach in Cornwall.
Monday, January 26, 2009
We can't wait til Wordless Wednesday, though, cuz Teri said she is going to make it a Wordy Wednesday and catch everyone up on what's been happening at the Furrydance place.
Here's a Mancat for Monday:
This is a photo of Lomacitas Drunken Monkey, affectionately known as Monkey. He was the first daddy cat at Furrydance and he retired about 6 years ago and lives in Missouri now with another Furrydance cat named Xerxes.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Ps: Thanks to those Carolina cats for telling us about the Petco place to make these cute pix: http://petcoholidaywidget.com/
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Lately I have been thinking a lot about Bo, my favorite boycat, born in my second litter of Cornish Rex back in 1990.
I lost him to HCM when he was 15 years old, so we did have a good, long, lovely life together.
But when I think of the many kittens that have been born here at Furrydance, Bo holds the dearest, most precious part of my heart. I recently came across this poem on another cats Blog and have used it 3 times in the past three weeks, honoring our beloveds and wanted to post it here, in honor of Furrydance Bossiney aka Bo.
And God asked the feline spirit
Are you ready to come home?
Oh, yes, quite so, replied the precious soul
And, as a cat, you know I am most able
To decide anything for myself.
Are you coming then? asked God.
Soon, replied the whiskered angel
But I must come slowly
For my human friends are troubled
For you see, they need me, quite certainly.
But don't they understand? asked God
That you'll never leave them?
That your souls are intertwined. For all eternity?
That nothing is created or destroyed?
It just is....forever and ever and ever.
Eventually they will understand,
Replied the glorious cat
For I will whisper into their hearts
That I am always with them
I just am....forever and ever and ever.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Yippee!! Now the whole world, not just the cat blogosphere, knows that Daisy has the #1 Cat Blog...but we all knew that before the contest. Congrats, Daisy (and Harley, remember you're sharing your abode with a very special cat!)
While Daisy isn't a curly Cornish Rex of the Furrydance clan, she is a curly Devon Rex and us curlies stick together. We are purroud to be her furriend!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
I know, most of our pix could qualify for Frootbat pix any day of the week, but Teri has fun looking for the best ones in her album, MOL. She thought this one would make everyone laugh out loud! It's a pix of Taddy with floppy ear tips which happened when Teri was using an ointment for a yeast overgrowth in the ear canals that had cortisone in it. Luckily, once she stopped the meds, his ears straightened out again! It's a rare reaction and it sure looked strange! Here's a pix of him with normal ears...well, as normal as FB ears can be.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
While little Jack isn't quite a man yet (his snip comes on January 21st), I thought he looked rather lion-like in this photo and I could imagine him posing just like this as a grown up cat, too.