Foldex

The Foldex cat breed was established by cross breeding both Exotic Shorthair and Exotic Longhair breeds with the Scottish Fold breed – it’s distinguishing feature (which characterises the Foldex breed) is a highly rounded, gathered and folded pair of ears.

Cat of the Month ~ December 2017
foldex cat by bluesky
Foldex with the tell-tale ears
Photograph: © ‘blue sky’

The Foldex breed first appeared around 1992 in Quebec, Canada as an experimental breed. This cross breeding resulted is a new Persian type breed with folded ears. This animal made its first appearance in a show hall in 1993, being presented by Betty Ann Yaxley. On viewing and admiring this new feline Jeanne Barrette dedicated herself to work with this animal well into the future. Consequently the Foldex breed was accepted as an ‘Experimental Breed’ in November of 1998 and in August of 2006 it was accepted as a New Breed for championship (cat show) status. However it is only recognised by the Canadian Cat Association (CCA).

The Foldex breed has a shorter nose than the Scottish Fold breed. Their body type is sturdy and muscular with good bone structure, a stubby neck, round eyes and a round head that give the breed a very owl like appearance. The folded ears further make the cat a little like a small ‘teddy bear’. Fully grown the weight of this cat is around five to eight pounds. Coats are dense and soft to the touch and can be long or short. The Foldex breed comes in a large variety of colours and patterns.

a foldex cat
An inquisitive tortoiseshell Foldex
Photograph: © bdagarepa.com (breeder)

If allowed to breed these folded ear cats must be crossed with a straight ear cat. This must be done to avoid the potential skeletal defects associated with the breed. Suprisingly, all Foldex breed kittens are born with straight ears. At three to four weeks the ears begin to start to bend and then fold on many of these kittens. Many vets recommend that ears will require special cleaning care to prevent infections such as might living in the ear canal.

These felines are highly intelligent, inquisitive (of course), loving and noble cats. The make good house cats as they have a calm and docile temperament (close to that of the Exotic). While they are mostly quiet they often do like to get envolved with what’s going on in the house. The also like to play and interact with us humans when thye are in the mood.

a grumpy foldex cat
Grumpy Foldex Kitten 🙂
© Photograph: aliciapsf

The King O’ The Cats

The King o’ the Cats is a folk tale from the British Isles. The earliest known example is found in Beware the Cat, written by William Baldwin in 1553, though this story itself is related to the first century story of “The Death of Pan”.

Other notable versions of this cat tale include one in a letter written by Thomas Lyttelton first published in 1782.

M. G. (Monk) Lewis the English novelist and dramatist, told the story to Percy Bysshe Shelley in 1816, and a further version was adapted by Joseph Jacobs, the Australian folklorist and writer, from several sources, including one collected by Charlotte S. Burne (the first woman president of the Folklore Society).

Walter Scott reported that ‘the King O’ The Cats’ was a well known nursery tale in the Scottish Highlands in the eighteenth century. It can be categorised as a “death of an elf (or cat)”. It is a common type of tale you can look up on the webpage Aarne-Thompson-Uther Classification of Folk Tales

“Well Osc I never knew that an “elf” was a cat! …. mind you you’re a bit of an impish elf yourself on occasion”

On to the story…I suggest you turn down the lights…and turn off all distractions … :- )

The King O’ The Cats

One winter’s evening the sexton’s wife was sitting by the fireside with her big black cat, Old Tom, on the other side, both half asleep and waiting for the master to come home.

They waited and they waited, but still he didn’t come, till at last he came rushing in, calling out, ‘Who’s Tommy Tildrum?’ in such a wild way that both his wife and his cat stared at him to know what was the matter.

‘Why, what’s the matter?’ said his wife, ‘and why do you want to know who Tommy Tildrum is?’

‘Oh, I’ve had such an adventure. I was digging away at old Mr Fordyce’s grave when I suppose I must have dropped asleep, and only woke up by hearing a cat’s Miaou.’

‘Miaou!’ said Old Tom in answer.

‘Yes, just like that! So I looked over the edge of the grave, and what do you think I saw?’

‘Now, how can I tell?’ said the sexton’s wife.

‘Why, nine black cats all like our friend Tom here, all with a white spot on their chestesses. And what do you think they were carrying? Why, a small coffin covered with a black velvet pall, and on the pall was a small coronet all of gold, and at every third step they took they cried all together, Miaou — ‘

‘Miaou!’ said Old Tom again.

‘Yes, just like that!’ said the sexton; ‘and as they came nearer and nearer to me I could see them more distinctly; because their eyes shone out with a sort of green light. Well, they all came towards me, eight of them carrying the coffin, and the biggest cat of all walking in front for all the world like — but look at our Tom, how he’s looking at me. You’d think he knew all I was saying.’

‘Go on, go on,’ said his wife; ‘never mind Old Tom.’

‘Well, as I was a-saying, they came towards me slowly and solemnly, and at every third step crying all together, Miaou –‘

‘Miaou!’ said Old Tom again.

‘Yes, just like that, till they came and stood right opposite Mr Fordyce’s grave, where I was, when they all stood still and looked straight at me. I did feel queer, that I did! But look at Old Tom; he’s looking at me just like they did.’

‘Go on, go on,’ said his wife; ‘never mind Old Tom.’

‘Where was I? Oh, they stood still looking at me, when the one that wasn’t carrying the coffin came forward and, staring straight at me, said to me — yes, I tell ‘ee, said to me, with a squeaky voice, “Tell Tom Tildrum that Tim Toidrum’s dead,” and that’s why I asked you if you knew who Tom Tildrum was, for how can I tell Tom Tildrum Tim Toldrum’s dead if I don’t know who Tom Tildrum is?’

‘Look at Old Tom, look at Old Tom!’ screamed his wife.

And well he might look, for Tom was swelling and Tom was staring, and at last Tom shrieked out, ‘What — old Tom dead! then I’m the King o’ the Cats!’ and rushed up the chimney and was nevermore seen.

trad.

Happy scrappy Christmas

In the doghouse at xmas

Photograph: Ed

My human keepers are a little concerned that I am getting a bit chunky lately (hello…talk about pot and kettle!) so therefore my food is being carefully measured out into neat portions every day, to keep me on the straight and narrow.

The hunger pangs have become so bad that I have now had to take matters into my own paws by scouring the local neigbourhood to find bits ‘n dabs to supplement my enforced diet (…and it’s Christmas time too to boot…. Bah Humbug to the mean so’n so’s!)

No food up here

Photograph: Ed

But what delights I have found and brought home? Bits (and sometimes even great chunks) of bread that the neighbours have left out for the birds (not that tasty but my it does fill my tum up nicely). No sooner have I gotten through the door with my spoil….that the said snack has been whipped off me tout-de-suite.

…or up here

Photograph: Ed

Why, on this very day, when I reached up into the fridge and grabbed a small piece of chicken from my own special dish (which of course I recognise as ‘the blue stubby one’), I was told off in no uncertain terms and landed up in the dog house!

Still, I will never give up in my quest for more food – well I am a cat after all!

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all you cats out there and may we all be fit and healthy enough to climb trees in 2017 to ours hearts content!

Merry Christmas Folks and Moggs … I just had a load o’ Turkey and now I’m sorted

Kitty’s Kittens

Kitty is a stray cat who lives in the Roscommon area of Ireland. Here are some photos of Kitty and her recent offspring.

Cat(s) of the Month ~ September 2016
Kitty supervising the youngsters
Photo: Al
Kittens pose for the camera
Photo: Al
Starting to prowl
Photo: Al
All snug in the sunshine
Photo: Al
An Adventure begins
Photo: Al

Happy New Year

Happy New Year 2016 to human folks and all animals alike!
It’s me! little Oscar
Photograph: ed
My name is Oscar and I will be helping out with this moggy blog called “moggyblog”, whenever I can. After all, I am a pussy cat and I know about these things. So from now on, I’ll be walking all over Ed’s keyboard, poking my snout in and generally fooling around and looking innocent about it all. Such is the world of a kitten of tender years, such as myself. Anyway, I’m an eight month old Domestic Long Haired puss with golden eyes and a cheeky sense of humour. My fur is all black apart from one white eyebrow whisker (so I hope it doesn’t fall out). Everyone should have passions in life and climbing, running and playing are mine – give me a clothes horse and I am up, up, up and away (well, till I am caught climbing the clean washing that is and my claws are unhooked from that damp woolly) …. Give me an open door and I’m out of it like a shot (well, wouldn’t you after being cooped up in a pen for the first six months of your life). Do you know reader, I can’t even go outside yet as I have not had all my vital jabs (to ward off feline ailments you can catch in the big world), but I just love looking out of the window at the giant gods of the garden – “trees” they call em. Looking forward to the arrival of spring when I’ll be scaling the bark of those big trunks, you bet! I used to have a home, but my character was thought a bit too full on and playful for the other cats there. So the wonderful people at ‘The Animal House’ charity took me in and looked after me until I found my forever home. ‘The Animal House’ charity humans are amazing and inspirational, they foster all sorts of animals in need, ferret , rabbits, cats, dogs, you name it. They give them love, hope, care and the chance of a good life. They rely completely on donations so if you can help in any way please follow the link to their website (Ed, can you put a link down there at the bottom please?) and read some of the animals’ personal stories on their Facebook page. Spread the kindness all, and here’s wishing you a very happy, safe and healthy 2016. Oscar x x x There you go Osc ….here’s that link you wanted: