Cat Chat

  • Let Me Introduce Myself and Alli to You


    Hello and welcome to CAT CHAT!  

    I am so glad that you have decided to come and see what interesting topics and thoughts are shared here.  Please check out the rest of the site and create a profile for you and your cat.  We and many other lovers of cats would be so interested in hearing and seeing about how your cat has changed your life or how he/she has just been your best friend through the ups and downs of this crazy thing called "life".  Have fun on our site.  Connect with other cat/cat owners.  Post your pictures and videos.  Download for FREE our Cat Videos IPhone App. Find it in the Apple ITunes App store.  It's really amazing. Try it and see how your videos taken on your IPhone will automatically upload to your created profile.  Let me know how it goes.

    Now, about myself and Alli......

    My name is Debbie and the cute kitty in the pictures above is my sweet Alli.  I am glad to be another contributer to Cat Chat and we, Alli and I, hope to keep you informed and entertained.

    Alli is definitely my precious baby girl..with four legs, that is.   I have another precious girl in my daughter.  She is a lover of animals just like her mom.  I also have two boys and a loving husband. We love living in Texas.  My home wouldn't be a home if it didn't have animals living in it......  I have been an animal lover since I could walk and talk.  I have always had animals in my home.  I grew up with a dog for 14years, had a parakeet for 8 years (taught it to talk too) and had a bunny for 5 years.  It was actually a "pre-requisite"  to have animals when I considered getting married.  My husband passed that test so we brought our first dog into the house.  We had her for 9 1/2 years and loved her so much.  When she went to doggie heaven we adopted two more dogs and I then wound up adopting my first cat from a person who was having to give her up due to a housing issue.  Her name was Chloe.  I had her for 5 years.  I no longer have her.  It's a sad story that I will share in another post in the future.  Now to the present......I have one dog, one cat (in the above picture) and 8 fish.   If I had my way, I would have many more animals in my house but my family would not be in favor of that.  They already think I spoil the ones I have too much as it is.  Can anyone relate?

    Since this is a cat site I will tell you about Alli, my funny feline.  Well, a little over a year ago I started working with and it was suggested that I should have cat in my house so I could continue to relate to cat lovers.  I had just lost my other cat Chloe so I was at that time, with no cat and very sad about that.  To no surprise, me being the animal lover that I am, it was not a stretch at all for me to follow their suggestion, so off I went to the Austin Animal Center.  My daughter and I searched all the kitties they had and we of course, wanted to take them all home.  We had to make the choice we chose this cute, little, medium-haired scruffy tortie that looked like a mini raccoon at that time (above is a picture of her as a kitten). Her tail was fluffier and bigger than her whole body.  That was about 15 months ago.  Since that time she has grabbed the hearts of everyone in my family...some more than others, but all in all she is loved dearly and is definitely an important member of my family.  Over time I will share the crazy personality of Alli and how she has won the hearts of those in my family. By the way, she has grown into her fluffy tail!

    Until then, enjoy the posts and please feel free to comment!


  • Welcome to CAT CHAT!


    Hello to all Cat Lovers around the world!

    I'm Mia, or "MammaMeow" as you'll see me here on CATVIDEOS.COM, along with my three cats pictured here, Oliver, Shadow and Nico. In CAT CHAT, we want to create a vibrant online conversation with you about all things "cat." I will be posting stories about my own cat family, as you'll see here already in the blogs below, and I'll also blog about issues we can all relate to as cat people.

    Oliver knows too much about my laptop...


    To foster more ideas and bring everyone into the conversation, please feel free to comment on any of the blogs and add suggestions for topics you'd like to see explored. In your own profile, you can tell us a bit about yourself and your cat family; and you can also search for new friends to connect with who are also registered here on CATVIDEOS.COM. Be sure to connect with me, MammaMeow, in the profiles list. 

    Every day, I'm in contact with many wonderful organizations all across the world where devoted cat people are helping make life better for the cats in their communities. If you serve with a cat rescue, adoption or other assistance organization, please let us know. Are you a veterinarian, a veterinarian technician or assistant? We'd love to hear from you about the experiences you have in your practice, and also welcome your thoughts about the health issues facing cats today.

    Oliver and Shadow

    If you are a cat parent, like me, what can we bring to the CAT CHAT blogs that will help you become more informed and confident in your role as "support staff" to your kitties?

    Don't forget the entertainment factor! We are CATVIDEOS.COM, and our mission is to bring you the highest-quality and most entertaining cat videos, along with our goal of being an information destination for our vibrant cat community. Upload your own cat videos through your profile and let us see your cats in action! Don't worry if your videos aren't "professional." It's the fun, cute and loveable nature of cats being themselves that make a great cat video.


    I encourage you to add comments here on the CAT CHAT blogs and find other cat people friends through the profiles. If you have specific information you'd like me to see for a potential blog for CAT CHAT or a story for our home page feature, Mews of the Day, you can email it to me at:

    Everyone at CATVIDEOS.COM is excited to meet each new cat person (and their cats!) as they join our community. We hope you enjoy the CATVIDEOS.COM experience. Please come back every day for new features, amazingly cute cat videos and all the fun, as you get to know our growing community of cat lovers from around the world.   --MammaMeow

  • It's Meowy Christmas Tree Time

    To Tree or Not To Tree...

    Oliver has made it through the Christmas Tree climbing phase and now naps under branches.

    It happens every year. Found: Orange Tabby, perched at the top of seven-foot, fully-decorated Christmas tree, fur-covered head poking out of the branches like a dangling ornament. A Christmas tree is an invitation to climb, to explore, to bat and paw at shining objects. What a treat a Christmas tree must be for a young cat!

    I love this time-lapse video of cats vs. Christmas tree by Griffin Hammond.

    As we added to our cat family, each one has gone through the dreaded “Christmas Tree Climbing Stage.” Oliver was the worst tree climber, or maybe I should say he was the best. Now, I just find him snuggled under the low branches. But, Nico is still in this climbing stage, and he is four-years-old. It seems to take about four Christmases to get through the instinctual need to climb the tree.

    Until Nico has grown out of this stage, we have to either deal with his antics and make allowances for breakables vs. non-breakables, or we don’t put up our Christmas tree until the last minute. We love to put up the tree as soon as the Thanksgiving leftovers have been devoured, so for us, it’s put up the tree and face the wrath of Nico.

    As not putting up a Christmas tree is simply not an option, we have grown accustomed to the sound of a kitty scurrying up, and down, the branches of our tree. Ornaments rattle, garland flutters and I try to make it to the tree in time to shoo out the offender; but I’m usually too late. Either the little guy has darted from the tree, leaving it swaying, or he is stuck, frozen in “you got me” position at the top of the tree. While the elder cats enjoy a nice nap under the tree, and bat at an ornament in passing, Nico persists in making me run from the far parts of our house to save the tree.

    What's Oliver up to now?

    I am convinced it is an inviting vision for an indoor-only cat when he sees the Christmas tree set up each year. Indoor-only cats have one chance to climb a tree each year, unless you have tall indoor plants, and this is it. So, I can’t really fault my Nico for his instinct-based behavior. He has been a very good kitty and uses his cat scratchy device and not our new furniture. Climbing a tree to any cat is simply that – climbing a tree. He has no idea the sentimental value of the ornaments I put onto the tree, albeit only at the last minute due to his antics.

    I'm interested in your experiences with cats vs. Christmas trees, and any other indoor cat-climbing adventures you and your felines have had. Once your Christmas tree is fully decorated, how do you keep your cats from climbing? Or, as in the videos, is the observation as much fun for you as for your kitty?

    Meowy Christmas! And a Happy Mew Year to all!

  • Angel Kitty in the Tree

    My Angel Kitty Has Wings

    Angel Kitty, 'Ditto,' is represented by his ornament in our Christmas tree.

    We have a tradition in our home of placing a Christmas stocking on the wall for each family member, including our pets. Each has his or her own distinctive little sock, emblazoned with the pet’s name in glitter. When a pet in our family crosses the Rainbow Bridge, the following Christmas we place their stocking onto the branches of our Christmas tree. We tuck or hang the socks of departed loved pets onto the branches in what has become a solemn family ceremony. As each pet has a stocking, they also have a Christmas ornament that looks like them. My favorite of all these ornaments is the Angel Kitty, for Ditto, the kitten who stayed far too short a time in my life.

    Ditto was literally thrown out of a car to die. I found him inside a pillow case that had been tied up so he could not get out. The pillow case was “moving” as I drove by it on a busy street. I pulled over, ran back and grabbed the fabric. It meowed. I carried the tiny bundle back to my car, opened the pillow case and looked inside. In the fabric was the tiniest black kitten with a bit of white fur on his chest. He looked almost identical to our black cat, Shadow. I took the tiny kitten home, gave him some water and mushy food and called our vet, who agreed to check out the baby immediately. The kitten was a little dehydrated, but generally in good shape after the ordeal on the street. The vet gave him a couple shots, tested him for worms and found him to be fine. I took him home and introduced him to our daughters, who had just returned from school.

    “Let’s call him ‘Ditto.’ He’s a Ditto of Shadow,” both girls stated as they took their first look at our new baby. The kitten was found in a place where he had been left to die. So had our Shadow. And, the baby  looked like Shadow. So, “Ditto” became a member of our family and soon he became my tiny “shadow.” Ditto was always in my lap, no matter where I sat. He always nuzzled me in a way that made me think that he just knew.

    One day, Ditto held his right paw in the air for along time. He wouldn’t put it down except to walk, and then he limped. He would walk okay for bit, putting weight on the leg off and on, but the next day – when he never put that paw down – I knew something was terribly wrong. I took him to the vet where his leg was x-rayed. Ditto had a large spot on his leg bone that looked like bone cancer. This couldn’t be. He was just a baby. How could I, who had just survived my own bout with bone cancer, find a kitten who is now suffering from the same disease? How could any precious kitty have to suffer like this?

    We were referred to a specialist and the diagnosis was confirmed that same day. Ditto was only about 18-months-old and we were told that this was very rare in such a young cat. I was reassured that he could be saved by an amputation if the cancer had not spread to his lungs. The specialist cradled him and took him for his lung X-ray, which was clear. We proceeded with the amputation of his leg, all the way to his shoulder. The specialist told us that a complete amputation would be best as he would use his three remaining legs to walk. If they left any of his cancerous leg, he would attempt to use it and would never learn the tripod walk.  

    I brought Ditto home a few days after his surgery and spent the next few weeks hand-feeding him and keeping him from trying to walk. Any time he was not in my arms he was in a small crate next to our bed. We had a bit of trouble getting him to eat, and our eldest daughter tried giving him some of her yogurt. He loved the treat, and with a little yogurt mixed into his own food, Ditto began to eat and gain back his strength. I am sure he was relieved when he was finally allowed to venture out as a tripod kitty. He soon learned to walk and run on his three legs and the wound healed well. Soon he was his furry self, only minus one leg. It seemed that it did not matter to Ditto that he was missing a leg. He ran and chased our dogs like never before. It was like Ditto had wings.

    Everything was fine with Ditto’s recovery and at his one year post-surgery visit, the vet gave him an all-clear. Then, one morning, only a month later and on the first day of Spring Break for our daughters, my husband woke me up with the words, “Get up. Ditto’s dead on the couch.” NO, it can’t be. My little guy!

    I ran to the couch to find my Ditto as if he had just taken a big stretch and was suddenly gone. I listened to his chest, I checked his eyes. Nothing. He was gone. My Ditto was gone. He had been fine at 1 a.m. when I was awake and checked on him. He was sleeping on the couch, woke up briefly and snuggled against my hand as I petted him. I knew Ditto would sleep there until about 5 a.m., when he would hop into our bed and snuggle next to me. My husband found Ditto just where I had last seen him sleeping.

    How could my little guy, who had made it so far, be gone? I was devastated at the loss of Ditto. I had found him. I had cared for him when he was so very ill, while still regaining my own strength. I had hand-fed him, helped him learn to stand and then to walk and run. And Ditto, with his incredible courage, had given me a sense of hope for my own recovery like nothing else ever had. If Ditto can make it, so can I.

    We buried Ditto wrapped in the blanket I had been crocheting (with his help) for months. Ditto had spent every evening curled up in my creation as I added row upon row to the blanket-to-be. I had even acquired a larger, “overstuffed” chair so Ditto could sit next to me. Now, I stood, cradling my “Little Guy” in the unfinished blanket, as my husband read a passage to try to comfort all of us who were stunned at the sudden loss of one we loved so much.

    Later that year, as Christmas approached, I pulled out the stockings and we gently laid Ditto’s onto a branch in front, next to his ornament, as is our family custom. The “angel kitty” ornament we had chosen for him for his first Christmas with us, before he became ill – a black cat with wings – now became my comfort. Ditto was my angel kitty and he will forever be remembered as the beautiful, loving kitty with wings.

    One Final Note: I asked my veterinarian what could have caused Ditto to die to suddenly after being given an all-clear. The vet said that most of the time when a cat dies so suddenly, it is from a massive stroke, due to a blood clot that becomes loose and goes to the brain. He told me that it was instantaneous death, nothing painful or lingering and that it probably had nothing to do with his previous illness or surgery.

  • "Cat-Dog" is Not Just a Cartoon

    Raised Together, Kittens and Puppies Can Be Best Friends








    Layla and Nico are a real "Cat-Dog."

    I truly believe our little orange kitty, Nico, and our Yorkie, Layla, do not know or recognize that they are a cat and a dog. They grew up together from infancy, and each day the differences between them seem to grow smaller. Every day, I grow fonder of kitten/puppy relationships. If you have a pair that has grown up together in this special way, let me know. I’d love to see your videos and learn how your cat/dog “twins” get along.

    Layla, our Yorkie, was given to our daughter when she was in college, holding down a full class load and a part-time job. Of course, she had trouble teaching the potty-training routine to Layla as there was no stability for regular or on-demand outings. I am at home nearly all the time, so I volunteered to train the pup. Layla moved in, and she immediately became a happy part of our household.

    A few days later, we found our little orange tabby, Nico, trying to run across a busy street. We captured the terrified kitten from the weeds and took him to the nearest animal emergency clinic. He was checked out and had a broken leg that had already started to heal. I was instructed to keep him confined in a dog crate where he could roam only a foot or two, and to hold him as much as I could. Feedings were every two hours (day and night), with 20 plastic droppers full of kitten milk making up his meals for the next three weeks.


    While our other two cats perched themselves on top of the crate like gargoyles protecting a castle, Layla positioned her body close to the crated kitten. Nico would limp over to where the pup was stationed and they would paw at each other and sniff through the crate. Layla would also work her way into my lap as I held Nico for his feedings. None of this bothered the kitten. I can only imagine that being stalked by a tiny baby Yorkie was nothing compared to the terror of being a feral kitten with no food, no water and everything trying to eat you.

    After a few days watching Layla trying to get closer and Nico not seeming to mind, I allowed the pup to go into the kitty sanctuary. Voila! They were instant pals for life. They snuggled and groomed each other. They napped and whined for dinner together. And in the evening, Layla would stand at the crate door waiting to be let into Nico’s lair for the night.



    This special relationship has grown over the past four years as the cat-dog twins seem to have no cat vs. dog issues. They chase each other back and forth around the house and play with the same toys. These two fluff balls even sleep in the same cat (or dog) bed. Whenever Layla goes outdoors, Nico can be found perched in the window, whining with a loud "MEOW," until his “sister” returns to his side. I feel fortunate that these two small animals came into my life at the same time and have bonded so well. They each have their own relationships with our other cats and dog, but together they are truly my "Cat-Dog" dream come true."

    Do you have a cat-dog pair in your home? If you create your own profile here on CATVIDEOS.COM, you can upload your story, photo and videos of your cat family (and dogs, too!) and connect with other cat lovers in our cat community.



  • That Scratchy Thing Really Works!

    The Right Scratcher Can Help Save Your Furniture

    I had seen the device on television and the internet, but had my doubts. Can a cat scratcher really be covered in the same material as an emery board? Hmm. Would it shorten cat claws, or just sharpen them to razor-like perfection? I mentioned the Emery Cat® to my husband and we decided to try the contraption. It couldn’t hurt. Most of the scratchy things I had purchased were just cardboard or rope and the cats used them, but not with the zeal I had hoped.

    I purchased the “scratchy thing” as we call it, and gave it a good dose of catnip from the enclosed bag. I put it in the spot where we normally had our cardboard scratchy boxes and hoped for the best. It was an instant hit with our cats as one by one they took their turn scratching away at the new toy.

    Nico has the longest claws and spends time at least twice a day with his nails digging into the scratchy thing. It does help shorten his nails, although not to the stage I wish. I try to trim Nico’s nails when I can hold him still enough to engage his daggers with clippers. The fun our cats have with their scratchy thing -- plus its inherent claw-shortening benefits -- make it a great addition to our household’s lineup of toys and scratchers.

    We just bought a four-story cat tower that has a built-in rope scratcher and I give it a good dose of catnip every few days. The cats use the built-in scratcher when they are playing on the tower, but not as much as they claw at the Emery Cat®. I have replaced the inside cardboard/emery part of the scratchy thing twice in the year since we bought it. The rope on the cat tower is replaceable, but I doubt it will get as much wear and tear.

    I watch Nico dig his claws deep into the scratchy thing and it must be the pulling that keeps him going back to this device. He digs so deep it appears he will pull it apart. Little chunks of the emery/cardboard are left on the floor around the scratcher every time he uses it. The other cats do use it, but without so much gusto. I would much rather clean up cardboard pieces than try to repair ripped furniture.

    Luck has shined on us as none of our cats seem interested in scratching furniture. Having a good “scratchy thing” for them to dig deep into will hopefully keep them forever out of the dreaded furniture-scratching mode. What kind of scratchers do you use for your cat family? Have you tried the new emery/cardboard scratchers like the Emery Cat®? Do you supplement your scratcher with catnip? EmeryCat® can be purchased at most large pet product stores and at

  • Windows on an Indoor-Only World








    Looking Out for an Indoor-Only's World

    As I watch my three-year-old orange male Tabby, Nico, stare out the large window into our backyard full of birds and squirrels, I note his swinging tale and twitching ears. He stalks in a daydream, and then curls himself inward into the familiar ball of fur for a nap. While I know he seems content, I worry that my indoor-only cats are bored; missing out on the true cat experience.

    A couple hours later, I see my little guy tussling with his “sister dog,” our Yorkie, Layla. My fears are removed and I realize that life indoors is what it is. Indoor-only life is what we as pet parents make it for the animals we take responsibility for. Either we let our indoor-only cats languish and become furry meatloaves on the couch or we encourage them to get those ya-ya’s out with supervised play time, climbing towers, window benches, catnip toys and other cat paraphernalia.

    We live on a busy street in a very busy neighborhood, and indoor/outdoor life is not a safe option for our kitties. It works for some folks, as there are many indoor/outdoor and outdoor-only cats in our neighborhood. But the threats of speeding cars, loose dogs and sick people who poison pets have kept my boys indoors their entire lives. Only Nico has ever touched grass. He was a feral kitten we found dehydrated and starving, with a broken leg. At five-weeks-old, his world went from hiding in the weeds in starvation to the safety of indoor life.

    My challenge is to keep my indoor-only cats entertained and engaged in more than their favorite spot on the couch. Exercise and mental stimulation are vital to the health of any cat and I do my best to keep my cats happy and healthy. When I joined as Editor and Senior Writer, one of the first things I did was play the offered video, “Tom-Tom’s Dream.” I watched the video, giggling as my cats pawed at the TV. Even my dogs watched, and they all took turns in front of the screen. The video caught each pet’s attention at different times and was as much fun for me to watch as it was for the pets.

    I’m interested in how you keep your cats exercised, mentally engaged and entertained. Do you have cats that play “fetch” with paper balls like mine? Do you have an exercise routine for your cats? Send me a message and upload your videos on this subject here at to share with our community.


  • Introducing "MammaMeow"

    MammaMeow -- Your Guide to

    MammaMeow with Frisky, Marbles and Tiger.

    As a child, I had my own personal zoo. My family always had at least five cats or kittens in our home, along with a bevy of domesticated and wild animals. We rescued some pets from shelters, while others were found orphaned in the wild. As a young pet owner with the responsibility for care and feeding of our pets, I gained a natural respect and reverence for all animals. My parents saw wildlife as “All Things Bright and Beautiful,” and taught me that all animal life is precious.

    We raised many a litter of kittens and I named each after characters in books I was reading at the time, popular songs, or current events that stirred my imagination. When Apollo 13 was dangling precariously at the edge of eternity on April 16, 1970, a litter of kittens was born. I watched the continuous television coverage of the space near-disaster and prayed along with everyone else that the astronauts would make it home. I named the three kittens born during the world-wide vigil Odyssey, Aquarius and Apollo. (By the way, their mother was named Venus, from the song, “Venus” by Shocking Blue.)

    Shadow and Oliver share a funny moment at the window.

    My current pride started with the big boy, Shadow, now 14, and the resident “Lion King.” We found Shadow in a flower pot at about five-weeks-old. Careful feeding and a lot of tender loving care saved the kitten. Oliver, age 6, was my 2006 birthday gift and is my “grey flannel pajamas” kitty. This Russian Blue rescue is a love-a-cat and snuggles nightly with his MammaMeow.

    The third member of my pride is Nico, dubbed “The Luckiest Cat in the World” by my husband. Nico is a Burnt Orange Tabby that ran across the street (with a broken leg) as our daughter and I were driving to a Texas Longhorns football game. The game had to wait, as we were determined to find and rescue the dehydrated and injured kitten. After rushing Nico to the animal emergency clinic, it was clear the Burnt Orange tiny tot was, “A sign from above,” as our daughter put it. Texas won the game and Nico became an instant good luck kitty. Nico now raises his Burnt Orange paw – like it or not — when “The Eyes of Texas” is played before each game. 

    We also have two dogs that I will write about later as they each have a very special relationship with our cats. Our five animals give new meaning to the word “wildlife.” The house is full of wagging and switching tails, hisses and spats, kitty litter flying and the sounds of the loudest-purring cats (and barking dogs) on the planet. I go through a new vacuum cleaner every year. Even the special pet fur version is no match for this furry family.

  • The Tale of Livia's Tail

    A Dog's Tail Can Be an Ultimate Cat Toy

    Livia has a built-in cat toy waiving behind her as she darts through the house. Our nine-year-old cat-friendly canine is truly a sight to behold. She is a “long-haired Dalmatian,” according to our veterinarian and Dalmatian groups I've talked to. According to the experts, she is 99 percent Dalmatian with a bit of longer-fur DNA mixed in. It's a recessive gene that gives her a luscious long coat with a long, curling tail that boasts seven-inch-long fur. Livia's long tail - and its waving fur that flies behind - creates a natural cat toy when our kitties are eager for playtime.

    Imagine being a cat and you see a long, white, furry cat toy fluttering behind a dog. Pounce! Bat! Jump! Snag! Wait to see dog’s reaction. If dog lets you play with flying cat toy, keep going. Chase dog around living room, with furry cat toy waving side-to-side. When all are exhausted, plop down next to dog and take a break. The fur toy will be ready for your enjoyment the next time dog gets up.

    I have to admit, Livia puts up with a lot from our cats. They stake her out, hopping on chairs and tables just high enough to let them reach out and snag her tail when she walks by. Nico loves to grab her tail with his claws - and he doesn’t let go easily. Livia is good-natured about all this harassment and never appears surly toward the playful kitties. In fact, she seems to enjoy the attention the cats give her. Our dogs spend a lot of their days indoors with our indoor-only cats. Maybe there is a non-combatant type of attitude that has been fostered through this daily interaction.

    Do your cats play with your dogs? Are they pals, or bitter enemies as you would think after watching old cartoons? Does your cat use your dog’s tail as a play toy?

  • Snuggling In For a Three-Cat Night

    Cool Weather Brings Out the Wimp in My Cats

    Each morning as the temperature has dipped, I awaken covered in three cats and one dog. I cannot move, and am surrounded by warm bundles that resemble large, furry meatloaves. You can’t see heads, ears or anything in the early-morning darkness except little blobs, tucked tightly into themselves -- each with a tail gently curled to form their boundaries. My pets know that MammaMeow is their refuge from the chill.

    The coldest nights we had here in Texas this past winter were in the 20’s, and spring mornings are now chilly. Any hint of cold makes for wimpy cats in my household. All rush to our bed as soon as lights go out. Plop, plop, plop. Scurrying for position, they tuck themselves into meatloaf position, hoping I will not move and cause them to lose their coveted spots. They share the warmth with Layla, our Yorkie, and she will always find her brother cat-dog, the Orange Tabby Nico, to snuggle with.


    So, three cats, one Yorkie and two humans. Queen-sized bed. You get the picture. It is a crowded situation, at best.

    I know that many people will not allow their cats to sleep on human beds. And I would not allow animals to sleep with my girls as babies in cribs. Cats like to snuggle warm bodies, and very small, warm bodies might be suffocated on accident by a kitty trying to get as close as possible to the source of warmth. When my girls were between the crib and school-age, we only had two older cats and those kitties slept with me exclusively. I did allow the girls to keep their new kittens in their room when Shadow and his brother Navy were rescued from a flower pot. The kittens slept with the girls, and now Shadow makes a pounce for our younger daughter whenever she stays here on a break from college.


    I grew up with a bevy of animals surrounding me day and night. Having a cat or two or three on the bed is just part of life. I go to sleep each night with Oliver tucked gently into his magic circle that he must turn around in at least three times before plopping down close to me, with his head on my pillow right next to mine. My husband says that Oliver thinks he is human. The cat will copy whatever I am doing with my arms when I sleep. If I am on my side, with one arm up on my pillow, Oliver mirrors this and his head and arm will be right next to mine.


    My husband did not grow up with animals surrounding him as I did, and he is a real trouper when it comes to my herd. My childhood home was almost a zoo. We raised everything from rabbits, to baby chicks, to horned lizards, to the ever-present litter of kittens.

    During the mid-mornings, whenever the temperature dips, you'll find at least two cats in each cat bed and at times all three try to fit into the larger cat bed I recently purchased. They wrestle and wiggle until they fit...well they almost fit. It is interesting to me to see which cats try to nestle together each day. The routine changes constantly these days as the younger cat, Nico, learns to assert his dominance and sometimes kicks out one of the older cats from a spot he wants. Eventually I see them all curled up and sleeping soundly in their cozy little circles, keeping warm in the cool mornings or when I turn the air conditioner up to full blast when our Texas summer afternoons become too warm.

    I grew up in a North Texas “Gingerbread” house that was built in the early 1900’s, so it had zero insulation and a lot of single-pane windows. I needed cats and dogs to keep me warm at night as a child. Now, I awaken to find myself covered in wimpy kitties (and one very wimpy pup) on cool mornings. And that first-awake feeling is the same as it was when I was a child. Those familiar bundles of warmth give me a bit of nostalgic comfort on a three-cat (and one dog) night. 

    We want to hear from you about your cat's sleeping routines. Do you watch in awe as your cats jostle themselves between multiple cat beds, searching for the best spot to slumber? Send your stories and videos to us here at CATVIDEOS.COM.