Category Archives: Pets

Reviving Nikon D300

After some 40 years of shooting with film cameras, my first DSLR was a Nikon D300. I still have it but hadn’t used it in years.

Today I ran across its battery charger as I was cleaning out some desk drawers, so I charged up the battery, put a Sigma 10-20mm wide angle zoom on it (15-30mm equivalent on this sensor), and tested it out on Sora the Cat.

Pretty good. . .

I see on my old blog that I got the D300 on April 16, 2008. 🙂

D300s are built like tanks, and though just 12MP, that’s plenty for web and online work and prints of moderate size.

sora the cat nikon D300

Acclimatizing Sora the Cat to Harness, Leash

Working on acclimatizing Sora the Cat to a harness and leash. Baby steps, but she’s coming along.

We hope to get her to the point where the late Choco the Cat was. Choco would ask to be harnessed and taken out.

Too dangerous for cats to be out on their own around here, steps from a ravine forest, and of course, even fed domestic house cats have a huge impact on birds and other wee critters. . .

sora cat harness leash
I’m scared, Daddy!

Oh, that’s a bit better, cuddling in the sunshine : – )

A Poem for Sora the Cat

I was watching Sora the Cat lazing in the sun with Dori the Turtle, and these words came pouring out. I didn’t have a notebook handy so I wrote them on my cell phone in an email to myself. I am not a poet by any means, but this was fun!

I know not where she sleeps
at dawn
I feel her presence in the room
then on the bed
she licks my face
in greeting
nips at my nose
I raise a corner
of the quilt
in invitation
her eyes glow in anticipation
and she eases
in next to my pillow
turns, turns
and snuggles into the crook
of my elbow
she starts to purr
stretches out a paw
and touches my cheek
she purrs so happily
that she gulps
she gurgles
we cuddle contentedly
as we greet the morning

sora the cat holding hands
Holding hands watching TV this evening. . . .

The Joy of Pooping

Fulfilling the most basic needs is so rewarding, eh?

Both our late Choco the Cat, and our present Sora the Cat, charge up the stairs from the basement bathroom after making a #2 deposit in the litter box.

Their uninhibited joy is wondrous to behold.

“I pooped, I pooped!”

A pee is a much quieter event, not warranting such exuberance 🙂

Listening to Sora the Cat’s Troubles

Someone started a thread on FB not too long ago asking if people talked to their cats. Of course! 🙂
Cat carers also know that cats talk to people, it’s just harder to interpret what they’re saying.
This is particularly true when it comes to illness, for cats are loath to admit/show they are sick. This is likely thousands of years of evolution, in which cats know it’s dangerous to display weakness.
Anyway, from the moment we woke up this morning, we noticed Sora was off. The usual “wake up everyone” French kissing and nose chewing was absent. She didn’t even jump on the bed. I had to go out and find her huddled on the stairs where she meowked plaintively at me like a frightened kitten. I had to carry her to bed for the morning cuddle. Odd.
Odder still was she ate very little of her breakfast. Now, Yumi and I joke that if I ever stop eating, I’ll be at death’s door :-). And Sora certainly takes after Dad in the eating department.
She was at the vet last week, and was given a clean bill of health, so we figured perhaps she’d eaten something weird and kept her under close observation to see if she deteriorated.

She fell asleep on my lap for several hours after lunch while I caught up on magazines, and later she had a bit of dinner. Still not the usual ravenous beast, but eating, drinking, and eliminating. Definitely perking up, and even chased her toys a bit.

Whew! Still keeping an eye on her. . .

UPDATE August 22: Back to her normal, bouncy, rascally self. Yay!