You can't make a wolf stop howling at the moon

Hi there,

Libby here. I am sad to say, I have some bad news to share.

I know it's not a great idea to open a post with something maudlin but, I figure, better to tell you fast and get it over with; like ripping off a bandaid.

Well, remember Zorro? My gentleman caller of a few weeks ago? He has passed on to the big litter box in the sky. I hope he is in a better place, surrounded by loads of catnip and oodles of treats.

A moment of silence for Zorro....

And, we're back! After a very respectful week long mourning period (in cat years, that's FOREVER), I got back on my game and went exploring at PPAC.

I needed to see if there were any new viable candidates for my affections.

Let me tell you, I'm making out like a bandit.

First, we have Joey "Chestnuts" and then, the lovely Gizmo (no nickname).

Joey is totally adorable. He's an orange tabby and he's "connected". As in the mob. I think he'd be a good kitty to have watching my back. And as I said, he's quite a looker to boot.

Then we have Gizmo. He's a cutie-patootie gray tabby. Also super cute.

I have my work cut out for me but at least I don't ever need to be worried about being lonely.

Until next time...

Ladies, watch out!

Shake your groove thang!

Hi Guys,

Libby here.

Now I don't usually do this but I just can't help myself this once.

I wanted to take this opportunity to give a shout out to my girl Taryn.

In addition to being an all around great woman, Taryn also has other secret talents. That girl can belt it out!

Bet you didn't realize that.

And I don't just mean plain old singing, I mean American Idol caliber talent.

How do I know this to be true?

Check out her amazing performance, here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ixDFtmE1PE0

So as it turns out, she happens to be a class A singer in addition to being a rockstar with the animals.

Get it...she's a double rockstar!

Anyway, surrounded by all the super talented employees at the PPAC, I wanted to take this little opportunity to give props where props are due.

Next time you see her, give her a pat on the back. She rocks!

Till next time,

Libby

All the Pretty Colors

Libby here.

I’ve been thinking about all the pretty colors.

Red. Brown. Green. Beige.

Don’t worry…I’m not going color blind and reminiscing about the colors I used to see.

These colors are in fact, the ones I now have the good fortune of seeing every day.

The waiting room at Prospect Park Animal Clinic was recently redone; all the couches and chairs were re-finished and re-upholstered.

Before, the room, with it’s monotone couches, was missing a certain je-ne sais quois. Now, it has been found.

And now, for some other colors.

White. Black. Orange.

Those are the colors of the kitties and doggies’ fur who come to visit the Prospect Park Animal Clinic and who are sure to leave some remnants of themselves on the furniture when it’s time for their appointment.

Good thing these colors all go well with each other.

Come by and take a look, it’s an eye catching rainbow!

Until next time.

Libby.

Here comes the story of the Hurricane

Hi guys!

Libby here.

I know everyone's probably writing about lil Ms. Irene, the hurricane, but, I'd be horribly remiss if I too didn't contribute my weekly post to her as well.

Following hot on the heels of that crazy earthquake we had last week (what the heck was that all about?!), park slopers were in a well deserved tizzy!

The day before the storm, it was all everyone could talk about.

I heard Dr. Silverman's wife talking about how she needed to bring in her beautiful potted plants from the front steps for fear they'd get carried away in the winds.

And it made this kitties' heart warm to see the staff of PPAC all over volunteering to help come in and treat the animals in the office during the storm. In a rare departure from my usual sarcastic self, I really have to commend these fine folks for their devotion to the puppies and kitties of Prospect Park Animal Clinic.

Windows taped up, bathtubs filled with water (to help flush the toilets in case they stopped working, of course) and flashlights at the ready, Brooklyn prepared to face the storm.

Luckily, I spent most of the storm in relative comfort, warm in a cage, nuzzled up against Joey.

That kitty kept my fur unruffled and my heart warm during the storm.

And after all that, it seems that other than some flying branches and a bit of selective flooding, the fine citizens of Park Slope, Brooklyn, managed to come out of the storm relatively unscathed.

Though I could have sworn I saw the wicked witch fly by on her broomstick at one point.

Till next time...

Libby

A Kitten Named Oscar

Hiya!

Libby here.

I have a bone to pick. And don’t judge me—I’m just trying to come clean here.

But I have a problem with a certain little kitten who recently moved into the PPAC.

Why is everyone so obsessed with this guy?

I love kittens just as much as the next person. But, when it comes to Oscar, (that's the offenders' name) all bets are off.

It’s not that I’m an attention hog. Or that I don’t wish him well. Nothing like that.

I am merely a cat who has grown accustomed to a certain level of attention. And now that Oscar has moved in, I am up against completely uneven odds.

Oscar is mostly black with salt and pepper white hairs.

When you pick this little guy up, he literally rolls onto his back, flops over and cuddles whoever’s arms he is in. He is probably the friendliest kitten I have ever met.

And he has the tiniest little body but a big, fat Buddha belly.

All in all, the complete package is too much cuteness for words. He should be the homepage of cuteoverload.com.

I don’t stand a chance against his adorable, cuddly presence.

So I guess, when it comes down to it, I too am kind of a member of the Oscar fan club. I’m just pretending not to be to stand on my attention lovin’ laurels.

And I just found out that Dr. Silverman’s family will be adopting him. It’s good to know the little guy will have such a good home.

Till next time.

Libby

There's not much that's cuter than a kitten.

Hey Guys,

Libby here, again.

What's new? Anything exciting happen over your week?

I had a VERY exciting week. In fact, I'm kind of kvelling over here.

You want to know why? Well, I'll tell you; we have kittens!

No silly, I didn't have kittens. 

That would be kind of impossible if you know what I mean (get it? nudge nudge).

Prospect Park Animal Clinic has kittens. Take a look at their adorable punums!

These three little guys are soo cute!

I tried to convince the office staff to let me adopt one but, for some reason, they didn't seem to keen on the idea of my being a mom a second time around (yup! I have a few little ones of my own).

Anyway, it's pretty great having the babies around.

I feel my maternal instincts kicking in and I gotta say, there is not much in the world that is as precious as a tiny little kitten.

Don't believe me? You should come by and see for yourself.

And while you are here, you might as well give me a little back rub.

Ok?

Thanks.

Talk to you soon!

Libby