Saturday, December 24, 2011

It's that time of year again


Snow on a buch of Echinacae
Well, it's that time of year again, Christmas Eve.  What are you guys doing right now?  Running around trying to buy a last minute gift for uncle Whatchama Callit that you haven't seen in ages and is coming over tonight.  Or maybe trying to figure out how you are going to sit everyone at the table for dinner or better yet, you just burnt the turkey and will have to get St-Hubert and stuff it with what you were able to save for the bird that is now looking like the Griswold family one in National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation.  Or maybe you are a well organized person and have everything ready and is enjoying a hot cocoa in front of a nice fire looking forward to gift giving time.

However you are celebrating Christmas, my cats, my family and I are wishing you all a nice Holiday with the ones you love.

I tried to get the cats to sit for a Christmas pictures but they didn't feel like sitting still with a Christmas hat (which is actually a Christmas stocking,  shhhh.....everybody doesn't have to know) on their head.  Sachat stayed around long enough for me to get one shot.  Grisgris saw me coming and ran away so here is what you get.  I have added a couple of wintery pictures so you wouldn't feel like I let you down.

Sachat before she decided that the hat was enough
Mésange à tête noire (Black-capped Chickadee)
Boisbriand, QC Décembre 2011
For those who were wondering if Québec is going to have a white Christmas.  It seems like it.  There is about an inch of snow on the ground that fell yesterday. And the forecast calls for cold temperatures so the snow is going to stay at least 'til after Christmas.  We will have a white Christmas, at least in Boisbriand.


Ice on a Rosebush in our yard

Snowfall from yesterday
So Merry Christmas to all of you who are reading me and I talk to you next year or maybe sooner.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

My Cats Nicknames

Officially my cats have one name each; in reality they have about a dozen.  It’s always been like this.  Over the years none of the cats I owned kept their original name.  They had their official name, the one I gave the vet or told my friend when they asked.  But in fact, I started given them new ones as soon as I got to know them and they showed me their personality.  Since that changed over time, the names evolved along with it.
As you know I presently have two cats, a brother and sister.  We brought them home 1 ½ year ago.  After a few days of trying different names to see if they fitted and debating among ourselves which one would fit the best, we decided to call the female Sachat with a t (cat in French is chat) and the male Grisgris like the voodoo charm and because he is gray; gris being the French word for gray.  It didn’t take long before their name started to chance.
Grisgris when he was 3 months old
Grisgris became Gris for short than Risris or Ris.  Sachat became Sache.  As they grew older their hair coat became longer and ticker so, I started calling them les Wooly moumoutes in reference to the extinct wooly mammoth and, moumoute in reference to a French word used to designate a man’s hair piece.  The name Wooly moumoute turned into Moute again for the sake of shortness or Woolute and Woolite. On another tangent we got the unavoidable reference to cats being flee bags, which in French is les Sacs à puce.  From that was born the derivatives Les Sacs à pouette and Les Pouettes.
Sachat at 3 months
Grisgris is also called Gros Ronron Ponpon or Le Point.  Don’t ask me where that last one came from. I don’t have a clue.  Recently I started calling Sachat Choupette.  You know the Disney movie about the VW bug called Herbie? Well in the French translation it’s called Choupette.  It’s also used as a term of endearment.  Of course Choupette could not stay Choupette so it became Choupe, than Shwip and Shwipette.  Oh… and before I forget there is also Chouine and Chouinette.  Since these are feminine names, I needed a masculine counterpart for Grisgris, so came along Le Chouin and Les Chouins designating both of them.
Grisgris this Fall
I use the names alternatively depending on my mood and theirs, I guess.  I know, you all must think I’m crazy and crazier yet to talk about it on a blog.  I would be happy to hear what nicknames you call your pets.  It’s ok, you don’t have to have as many as I do.   Don’t hesitate, in doing so you’ll reassure me that I am not alone in my craziness.


Sachat a couple of weeks ago