#PetPraising Selfies

Hi everyone! This week we are doing #PetPraising selfies that we plan to enter on Purina’s website for a chance to win a photo shoot and be featured on RealSimple.com.You should all enter too. You can print out a sign like we did or just upload your photo and add the sign on the website.

I got to see Grammie on Saturday. I love her so very much.

I wrote my second article for The Daily Mews. It is about how I have been trying to help Mom and KaTwo lose weight to no avail. Click here to read it.

Sammy had fun at the derby, here is a photo of him with beautiful Maggie.

We are joining The Cat on my Head’s Sunday Selfie Blog Hop.

 

 

Sammy Saturday

Hi everyone! Sammy has a trip today with The Cat Scouts. They are going to Lake Eerie where they will have fun playing water sports and taking a boat ride. Sammy wants to look his best for his special friend, Maggie ( she writes guest posts for us sometime).

sammyboattrip I used Ribbet to help him prepare for his trip. Do you think Maggie will approve of this outfit?

We are joining Athena’s Caturday Art Blog Hop and Rascal and Rocco’s Pet Parade.

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ROAR

Happy Wednesday everyone! Today is ROAR day, but first, Sammy wanted me to show you this photo of him and Maggie dancing at the Mardi Gras party. They are such a cute couple.

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Today’s ROAR is for Katiez Furry Mewz. She helps a lot of cats in need and recently raised funds for a cat named Guero to have surgery that he needed desperately. She is having an auction – here is the link: http://thepurplekattery.blogspot.com/2016/02/auction-to-help-katiez-katz.html?showComment=1455064268619#c3623750294569668447

I donated a book: 011 and will also include some of my crocheted toys.

Phoebe will see you tomorrow. 004She is hoping someone can tell her what they do with the rest of the mole?

Selfie Sunday with Phoebe

Happy Sunday everyone! I am very happy because this week all the Christmas cd’s will get put away until Thanksgiving. Mom says we have to wait for the 3 Kings on January 6th. They must sneak in like Santa because I have never seen them. She says they bring gifts, but I have never gotten one from them. That is Dad’s birthday too so I always figured she put the Christmas music away and stopped singing as a gift to Dad. Mom hasn’t been singing anyway because of her cold.

Sammy got his first kiss on New Year’s Eve at Cat Scouts. He has been courting Maggie since Valentine’s Day and he finally asked for a smooch. It was his first kiss if you don’t count the 500 a day that the Mama’s boy he gets from Mom every day.

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We got a WordPress report card the other day :http://jetpack.me/annual-report/69595807/2015/

I want to thank our top 5 commenters of the year:

And thank you to everyone who has commented! My sweet purrince loves me a lot to comment 683 times last year. And I love him too. And you know who I love so very much? My Grammie- I got to see her yesterday.

We are joining The Cat on My HeadCat4-001002

Here’s my selfie. I was so excited when Mom came home with this, I thought it was to store cat treats in, but she said no- phooey! Can anyone guess what she is planning to put in this?

And the winner of the Grumpy Cat Giveaway is Mario – Congratulations! And don’t worry, Mom will include some catnip toys for you.

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Selfie Sunday- The Tocktober Edition Part 4

Happy Selfie Sunday everyone!002Mom and Dad thank you all for the Anniversary wishes. I got to see my Grammie again- I love her so very much.

Sammy had a great time at Scouts this weekend. They went to Michigan to stay at The Grand Hotel from the movie Somewhere in Time. He got to spend time with Maggie.  samandmaggiehotelSAMMYPSUITSpecial thanks to Sammy K’s Mom for helping him look so handsome.

Now for the last 3 tocks:

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Pet Parade with Rascal and RoccoTockTober Time, Derby

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Cat Scout Maggie’s Guest Post

Welcome Maggie of Cat Scouts ( and my Sammy’s special friend). Warning, this story may make you cry.

Hi, Maggie here again with you.  Today I would like to remember the great Antarctic explorer, Mrs. Chippy.  He is very famous, and was part of Ernest Shackleton’s third expedition to the Antarctic regions. He belonged to Henry “Chips” McNeish, the ship’s carpenter, who had also been on prior Antarctic voyages.Mrs. Chippy3. jpgMrs. Chippy was actually a male brown tabby who adored his master, and because he shadowed him all over the ship, the crew soon named him “Mrs Chippy.”  He endeared himself to the crew, and early in their fateful voyage, Chippy decided to jump out a porthole.  The watch officer turned the huge ship around and the crew were able to pick the cat up out of the icy waters.  He had been in the sea for about ten minutes, and most cats certainly would not have tolerated that situation!      Chippy4

Endurance was a noble ship built to withstand the rigors of icy weather and waters.  She left Britain for South America in August of 1914, around the time of the start of WWI. The ship stopped in Argentina to provision and obtain a team of sled dogs which would  be needed for the overland treks planned once the crew landed in Antarctica.  In Buenos Aires, a young British fellow stowed aboard the Endurance, thus making the number of human crew 29 souls.  Perce Blackborow  proved himself so likable and useful to Shackleton and the crew that he was appointed Steward, and he and Mrs. Chippy soon became fast friends.Mrs. Chippy2

This Frank Hurley photo is courtesy, Scott Polar Institute

The  expedition left Buenos Aires for South Georgia Island, and from there, set sail for the Antarctic continent.  Chippy made himself busy standing on the ship’s rail, harassing the dogs, who were kenneled on the main deck, and otherwise exploring every nook and cranny of the ship.  He proved himself to be very adept at catching rodents, so was much appreciated as a full crew member of the expedition.  He also kept his master’s bunk warm, pawticularly useful in the frigid temps!!

Chippy’s favorite place to hang out was the Galley, where Cook always shared a tasty morsel with him, or the Ward Room, where he could rub against everyone and get lots of pets in return.  Like most of our feline ancestors and contemporaries, Chippy did not see the necessity of keeping a journal, but rather, he lived in the moment.  Luckily for us cat historians, his story was re-created from the writings of Shackleton himself and his various crew, all of whom kept journals.  “Mrs.Chippy’s Last Expedition” was written by Caroline Alexander, and it’s told from Chippy’s point of view, but based on actual daily events that occurred throughout the voyage until the time of the amazing rescue expedition that followed the ship’s destruction.  This precious book, which you must read, has been re-issued several times.

The book is a wonderful account of daily life at sea, including the monotony and the adventures and mishaps.  Because the expedition was a scientific one, there were lots of bottled and packed samples of various things the explorers collected and thought important. Chippy loved exploring and occasionally knocking over a bottle or two, but he always escaped the wrath of the crew.

The Endurance did well for a little over a year, and then became gradually and increasingly subject to the pressure of the large ice floes that trapped her.  There was no open water for most of their voyage, so they had to push through the ice a little bit at a time.  Finally, the ship became crushed by the ice pressure, and she had to be abandoned.                                                                 Endurance

It was a huge undertaking to empty the contents of the entire ship, set up temporary quarters for the crew and the dogs, and maintain discipline, hope and physical fitness.  It was now the end of October, 1915.

Photo, Frank Hurley

Shackleton realized that his crew and mission were nearly doomed, so he ordered the crew to dispose of all of their unnecessary belongings.  To set an example, he discarded a Bible that had been given to him by the Queen, just tearing out a few important pages.  Frank Hurley, the ship’s photographer, had taken hundreds of pictures, and he now needed to choose which ones to keep.  In those days, photo “negatives” were made of glass, and they were large and bulky.  We are so glad that one of Hurley’s choices was the earlier photo above depicting Chippy on Blackborow’s shoulder -the lone picture of this fabulous kitty navigator that was saved!

Alexander’s book contains most of the surviving photographs, and they only add to the drama and sadness of this voyage.

Shackleton ordered that no body who couldn’t pull his weight or prove useful to the Expedition must be “put down.”

The sled dogs, after hauling many provisions and supplies over huge distances, were all shot.  It is surmised, but not confirmed, that Chippy was given a special treat of sardines for his last dinner, and he did not wake up after that meal.  Suffice it to say that most of the crew, but particularly Henry McNeish, were devastated by his loss.  McNeish later bore Shackleton a grudge because of the cat, and although he was an essential member of the rescue portion of the expedition (due to his carpentry skills), McNeish was not rewarded with commendations at the end of the expedition.

We won’t tell the amazing story here about Shackleton’s incredible 800 mile trek over mountains and icy waters to find the nearest post where he could get a rescue ship.  He did it and accomplished one of the most celebrated rescues in human history.  After many months, he and a skeleton crew who had braved that long land and sea journey returned to rescue the other crew members.  All were saved.  Many prior Arctic and Antarctic expeditions did not fare as well.

I like to think that Chippy’s spirit enabled the Endurance human crew to maintain hope and courage, even after Chippy was no longer there in purrson.

It is so sad, to me, and heartbreaking that in those days, animals weren’t held in as high esteem as they are today. The innocent sled dogs, many of whom died from parasites because Shackleton had forgotten to take worm medicine on the journey, were used for heavy work and then discarded as being a burden. Some of them were pregnant or were pups.

Mrs. Chippy, though very small, was also considered to be too risky to keep in the tents set up on moving ice floes.  Food and fuel were scarce toward the end of the voyage, so Shackleton decided that the animals would be too much trouble to take care of, and could possibly impede the human crew’s ability to survive and be mobile.

Henry McNeish grieved for his beloved cat for many years, and he later retired to New Zealand, although he was Scottish.  McNeish’s gravesite in Wellington was later enlarged to include a tribute to his fabulous companion and the ship’s mascot, Mrs. Chippy!mrschippy1

You can purchase Chippy’s book at the Museum of Maritime Pets website : http://museumofmaritimepets.org/store.html

Thank you Maggie. See you all tomorrow for lots of hopping.

 

 

 

Guest Post Friday-Welcome Back Maggie

Happy Friday everyone! We are fortunate to have Maggie back to write a guest post for us. First off though it the a-z blogging challenge. Today is the letter I :  My word for the day is Inquisitive and that is definitely a word to describe all cats. 012They have to check out every box and bag brought into the house. Now on to our guest:

Hello, everyone, Maggie here once again!  Today I’m going to share two happy stories and one cat legend to celebrate some very lucky maritime felines!

The illustrations that follow are courtesy of the National Maritime Museum in Great Britain.  As you all probably know, the British Navy kept meticulous records of its war and peacetime voyages, and many of their ships’ crew members kept journals and sketchbooks which recorded amusing and endearing facts about their ships’ mascots.

Many other national Navies and merchant ships also kept good records, and the Museum of Maritime Pets has gathered much of that material into a central clearing house.  Felix Cat Scout and I are very lucky to help our mom with researching new and old stories about seafaring kitties throughout the ages!

One very famous maritime cat hero was Oscar, a tuxedo who originally shipped out on the German battleship Bismarck, which was sunk in 1941.  The British destroyer HMS Cossack rescued Oscar and some of his shipmates, but Cossack was sunk herself soon thereafter.  The surviving crew, including Oscar, were transferred to the British aircraft carrier Ark Royal, which was then also torpedoed!  Oscar ended up on a floating plank of wood, to be rescued yet another time.  He became famous as a “bad omen,” so could not find another ship to join up with.  Luckily for him, he spent his remaining days at a Sailors’ Home in Belfast, Northern Ireland.  Talk about nine lives!

     Oscar awaiting one of his rescues.  G.S. Baker

Jimmy, owned by an Australian soldier who was wounded in WWI and could no longer care for him, was adopted by a British Navy cook serving on the battleship HMS King George V.  Jimmy’s ship belonged to a large fleet taking part in the Battle of Jutland in 1916.  During that battle, Jimmy was wounded by shrapnel, and was transferred several months later to the battle cruiser HMS Renown, where he preferred to hang out in the galley rather than on deck!

Jimmy later moved to a Cats’ Home in Chelsea, Great Britain, and lived peacefully until 1924.

Jimmy at leisure.  G.S. Baker          

And, now a little tidbit about ships’ legends and lore.  Many seamen believe that cats have a sixth sense about impending danger, changes in the weather and other important matters affecting safety and harmony aboard ship.  You all know about the Titanic, which sank on her maiden voyage from Britain to New York in 1912.  Stories surfaced after the tragedy that a cat and her kittens had sailed with the ship from Belfast to Southampton, but they disembarked prior to the final leg of the journey.

What do you think caused mama cat to do that?

Guest Post by Cat Scout Maggie

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Our friend Sammy has invited us to share stories about some famous maritime cats with you. My story is about Trim, a fine Tuxedo cat who lived from 1799-1804.

This cat was beloved by his master, Captain Matthew Flinders, who wrote a journal about him while a prisoner on the island of Mauritius. Statues of Flinders and Trim stand in Sydney Harbor Australia, commemorating their navigational accomplishments.

Trim was born aboard HMS Reliance during her voyage from the Cape of Good Hope to Botany Bay. He was a favorite of the officers and seamen on board, and learned many skills from them. In return, they showered him with good table fare and lots of attention and affection.

Trim loved climbing the rigging, playing on deck and assisting the crew with astronomical observations. He loved chasing little balls, and was a good swimmer, simply climbing a rope if he had the misfortune of falling overboard from time to time.

“He was endowed with an unusual degree of confidence and courage, and having never received anything but good from men, he believed all to be his friends, and he was a friend of all.” (from Flinder’s Journal)

Trim was interested in various branches of the sciences, including the natural history of “small quadrupeds, birds and flying fish, for which he had much taste.” ( from Flinder’s Journal)

While ashore, Trim was uncomfortable living in a house, but he loved stagecoach travel! He soon embarked again with his master, this time on HMS Investigator headed for the South Seas. There were several dogs aboard , but Trim was the master of them all. The voyage ended with a circumnavigation of Australia. The ship was in bad condition, so Trim and Flinders transferred to HMS Porpoise, only to be shipwrecked in 1803 before they reached England. The crew were rescued and most went to China to await a new ship. Trim and Flinders decided, however, to board the schooner Cumberland. They were forced to stop at Mauritius for repairs, but were promptly taken prisoners.

Flinders and Trim moved around the island, though under detention, but Trim disappeared in 1804 and was believed to have met a violent end. Flinders was heartbroken when his friend was not found, and during the remaining five years of his imprisonment, he wrote a journal to honor his “faithful intelligent Trim! The sorting, affectionate and useful companion of my voyages during four years .”

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Thank you Maggie for such an excellent post- that should earn you your Scouts Journalism badge. If anyone wants to learn more about Trim, his book is available at the Museum of Maritime Pets gift shop: http://museumofmaritimepets.org/store.html