Maine Coon Jay’s 2017 Christmas

This is my eighth Christmas with mum (see video at the end of this blog). Best years of my life – yes, I know that is my whole life! During that time we have developed a way to tell each other what we are thinking (or in my case usually what I want). In a previous blog I explained my interpretation of what certain words mean to me when mum says them. If you want a refresher here is a link to that blog:

Five Years Together and Counting


It is only fair, then, that I allow mum to say what she thinks when I say certain things. It’s all yours mum.


Thanks little guy. Jay is very communicative and has many mews and sounds that mean different things. Here are just a few of them.

  1. I will start with my favourite. Jay and I have a recliner and spend a lot of time in it. Jay lies asleep down my legs – like this:

Lying on Mum’s Legs


Then sometimes he turns around and crawls up my lap and puts his head on my shoulder with my arm wrapped around him. Then he begins to coo. This is like a purr, only with a pigeon coo sound. He rubs his head into my shoulder while he coos. I know he is telling me that he loves me. I’m a sap. I admit it.

  1. Jay makes very gentle little grunts sometimes when he is asleep and this is followed by a quiet snore which is so sweet. I know he is sleeping soundly and feeling ok. (Jay – I do NOT snore. I merely communicate with mum while asleep).
  2. Meow, meow, meow – high-pitched while running around me in a tight circle. Sounds like musical notes. This is easy. He is super happy and is expecting to eat. Jay loves his dry food. Like dessert for a kid. He likes his wet food too but once he realizes it is time for dry food, he goes a little crazy running around me and meowing. For such a big strong boy he has a very high-pitched meow. (Jay – don’t listen to mum. I have a very deep manly meow)
  3. See 3.) but only one high-pitched meow. Jay gets his dry food in two portions. If I give it to him all at once he eats (inhales) it too fast. He gets the second portion when I turn out the lights. After his first half he constantly comes to the bed and leaps up with his paws on the top of the mattress next to my head (Jay is very tall), gives his one meow into my face and then runs back to his bowl and sits there. He is persistent!
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Jay’s Christmas Thoughts for 2016

It is Christmas time again and because I was quite sick this year (I am finally well again thank you although mum was scared) this year seems more special somehow. So I have been thinking about my take on a few Christmassy things.

A Christmas Carol

Why talk about Christmas Past and Christmases still to come. As a cat I always live in the present and it seems to me people would be much better off at Christmas if they did the same thing – live in the moment, in fact all the glorious moments.

Santa Claws

Yes I realize that it is really Santa Claus. Either way I am open to presents from either one (hint to mum)

It’s A Wonderful Life

 Well, duh. I don’t need a whole movie to tell me that. I just have to look at mum.

It is A Wonderful Life


I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas

Don’t get me started on the subject of snow. Just check out my video below. Let’s just say mum loves the white stuff and I definitely do not.


The Twelve Days of Christmas

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Cat Jay’s Sixth Birthday

Today I turned six. I look at myself in the mirror (What! A cat can’t have any vanity!) and I can hardly remember the little guy I once was. I was always chewing on something back then.


I was always chewing on something, good or bad.

The day after I came to live with mum I chewed and swallowed something I shouldn’t have. Mum immediately picked me up and took me to see the woman who became my vet, Anna.

At that point I still did not have a name and it was while driving to that first visit that mum realized the obvious, that she had to name me Jay after her beloved Toronto Blue Jays. She didn’t want me to be Blue (thanks mum) and so Jay it was. If she had asked me I could have told her my name was Jay.

As an animal I shouldn’t say I like a veterinarian but I LOVE my Anna. She makes me feel really special even if she told mum all those years ago that I was going to be a lot of trouble, whatever that means. I just had a lot of curiosity.

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Jay’s Christmas 2015

Ok, you will notice it is actually January 2016. I got carried away with food and partying I never got around to writing a December blog.

Mum did make a video of me celebrating Christmas 2014, though, and it was posted on You Tube.  She is posting this short blog here so that the video will be accessible from her website. Here is a link:


She was so mad at me for not getting on with it I did feel chastened and so I have written a large portion of my blog for next Christmas already. Oh no, you are going to have to wait until then to read it (the fun of Christmas is in the anticipation, right?) but I will give you a little hint – I was thoroughly disgusted the first time I heard the song The Twelve Days of Christmas and discovered that cats were not mentioned in it anywhere. Mum tried to tell me that the whole universe does not revolve around cats. I was not impressed.

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