Sunday, December 15, 2013

Mae Be It's You

Mae Be It's You

Mae Be It's You

She's been waiting for... All of her life.

Okay, now that I've got the music out of my system, it's time to talk turkey.

Okay, okay... not THIS turkey.

Let's talk holiday turkey, as in... Who do you plan to share that turkey with?

I know someone who LOVES turkey.

She daydreams about it, as a matter of fact.

It is my mission to expose Mae to the rest of the internet and, hopefully, find her permanent home in time for Christmas. So, without further ado, here are

  The Top Ten Reasons That You Should Adopt Mae

#10... She's gorgeous.

In case the photographs aren't doing her justice, I think that Miss Mae just might be the most beautiful cat to ever grace Teeny Tiny Tabby Town. Her black fur shimmers and shines in the light and, if you look real closely, you can see shades of orange and gray reflect off her. She has a secret patch of white that she will let the right person get a peek at, but she thinks she might be saving that for her forever person.

#9... She makes pretty incredible kittens.

Check that, we should change that to she made pretty incredible kittens. Mae's kitten factory is officially and permanently closed for business. But in her one and only time as a mama, she managed to make these three:


It would be worth a mention that anyone who adopts Mae would automatically become part of my family as we have her little squirt Max residing with us permanently. Max would be happy to address you as "Grandma" or "Grandpa" and we could exchange cards on important holidays ;)

#8... She deserves it.

Mae started life on her own. She had to be plucky, resourceful, and strong to survive on the streets. She had three babies when she was just a baby herself (we're guessing at about 6-7 months old) and managed to raise beautiful and loving little babies.

#7... She's the most un-feral feral cat in the history of feral cats.

We assume Mae was born outside to another feral mama. But being feral is definitely not in her DNA. Over a very short period of time, she decided that life was better on the inside of the house and that she was willing to trust people in order to get there. When we decided to bring her in from the colony right before Halloween, there was no trapping necessary. She walked up to the kitten catcher to say hello... and the kitten catcher simply picked her up and walked inside.

#6... She's got a unique look.

There will never, ever be another one like her. From the fluffy gray highlighted mane to her lovely tipped ear, Mae is a one of a kind.

Her ear was tipped at the time she was trapped for TNR, so she is missing the tip of her right ear (as seen here). It does nothing to detract from her beauty or signify that there's anything wrong with her (physically or otherwise). It simply makes Mae "Mae".

#5... She's a purr machine. Just try her. She purrs as easily as she breathes.

And she drools... while she kneads and nuzzles your neck. She's a highly trained kitty masseuse who brings her own lubrication. What more could you want or need?

#4... She's playful.

You don't need a baby kitten to get a playful young cat. Mae is old enough to have a known personality (sweet, sweet, sweet), but young enough to play with toys and entertain herself (and you!). And if she's content enough to play with a single toy in the middle of a driveway, just imagine what she'll do when being spoiled in her every own forever home.

#3... She gets along well with others.

After an initial period of shyness and "getting to know you", Mae is as friendly as friendly can be. She accepts all manner of creatures: human, feline, canine. She's more curious than threatened or bothered by others. She tried all sorts of ways to get the other adult cats in the outside colony to play with her, and felt a bit rejected when they chose not to do so. In her few interactions here, she has quietly observed and made friends without fuss.

She thought Garnet was lovely. She has been out and about in the main house a few times at this point. She doesn't initiate contact, but tends to wander and look to see who's there. Her gentle nature will make her a wonderful companion for the lucky person who selects her.

#2... She's the complete package, so why the heck wouldn't you want to adopt her?????


#1... She will never do this to your Christmas tree.

She lives in our Christmas tree room. While Max and Ruby have created havoc with the tree, helping themselves to ornaments and making general mayhem, Mae has never once touched it. She doesn't even sit underneath it or drink from the water dish. She may be an actual saint of a cat. You need her.

Mae (aka Maisy Mae, MayBe, and Maybelline) is just over one year old. After spending the first year of life on the streets of suburban Detroit, where she gave birth to three kittens and raised them in some backyard bushes, Mae consented to becoming an indoor cat. She is spayed and up-to-date with her vaccinations. She is affectionate, playful, and an all around "good" girl. If you are interested in adopting Mae, please contact me through e-mail at teenytinytabbies AT gmail DOT com. Don't let distance keep you from the best cat ever. We can arrange transport if necessary. 

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Now, I know my regular readers probably are not in the market for a kitty... and that's okay. But what if you know someone who is? Or, what if one of your friends is looking for the perfect Mae and you don't know they're looking for the perfect Mae? ACK! The best solution for everyone involved (especially Mae)? Share... share, share, share, share, share. Let's get Mae out there and let's get her home.













Thursday, December 12, 2013

Peek-a-Boo

Peek-a-Boo... Mae sees you.

You know what else?

Mae lo-o-o-o-o-ves you.

Really, she does.

And she's wondering why it's taking so long for you to come get her.

She's available in time for a Christmas delivery. So what are you waiting for?

I'm the in process of putting together a major Mae post for over the weekend. Lots of beautiful pictures, lots of pretty words, tons of the sweetest kitty this side of the Mississippi. If you know someone, anyone, who may be in need of Mae, would you consider sharing her? It would be the greatest Christmas gift that I could possibly imagine. 

In the meantime, you can reach me in all the usual places: Here in the comments, in the inbox of the Facebook page, and at teenytinytabbies AT gmail DOT com. 





Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Snow Storm Snuggles

On a bitterly cold December day up in snowy Michigan, I walked into the living room to find the following scene:

I happen to know that she was there first.

"Max is as shocked as any of the rest of you!"

"He's dreamy..."

"And he loves Max! Right, Mr. Simba?"

Is that right, Mr. Simba?

"Simba was COLD... just cold."




Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Meet and Greets

Mama Mae was NOT feeling it upstairs living in the family room by herself after Garnet moved.

"NOPE! Not liking this. Not one little bit!"

So, Mae moved back downstairs to her old room.

Which is where the Christmas tree is living right now too.

Yep... We're living dangerously.

We've also decided it's time to integrate her into the regular goings on of the household. She's lonely and it's no good for her socially to separate her from everyone at this way way way too busy time of life around here. So she did some meeting and greeting.

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She met Max...

Who hissed at her mama... twice.

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She met Roo...

Who sang the not-too-friendly song of her warrior people.

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She met Simba...

Who scared the crap out of her (quite literally, I'm afraid).

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"That big boy freaked Mae out. Seriously..."

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She met Chuckles-the-Wonder-Pooch...

Who thought she smelled divine (and who didn't seem to impress Miss Mae one way or the other).

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But, believe it or not, she's much happier back downstairs.

Even with the interlopers.

She looks ecstatic doesn't she?

I swear she's thrilled... purring, kneading, much more relaxed than upstairs. 

Stay tuned for further developments.











Monday, December 9, 2013

Sisters

Sisters...

Sisters...

There were never such devoted sisters...

"Yeah, right."

Max and Ruby have become the Thelma and Louise of southeastern Michigan. The addition of Max to the family was just what Ruby needed. Quiet, timid Roo becomes a bit of a crazy pants in Maxie's company. The stairs have become a highway of highjinks. 

Had to be the stairs, huh Roo?

For those who do not remember Ruby's track record with stairs...


This sort of thing happens often around here.

For the record, I wouldn't call them "best buddies". But they are good friends, frequent playmates, and tend to nap in the same general area during the day (although not snuggling next to each other). 

It's the start of a beautiful friendship.

Most of the time ;-)




Sunday, December 8, 2013

Max Has Something to Show You

Max has something to show you...

Her mama Mae's amazing belly making skills.

Max gives her an F for drawing straight lines, though. ;)


Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Wowza Wednesday

It's a tale of tails.

Roo Tail.

Simba Tail.

Max Tail.

What a Tail!

Just for reference... That's my size 8 foot next to the 7-month-old kitten's tail.


It's as big as all of the cat tails in the house put together and then some. It also keeps my face toasty warm all night long.