Our Cats
Updated on: Thursday 14 March 2009
| Adah – From the land of the gray and pink. Adah is nearly all gray with a few small cream-tan patches which look faded pink against the gray. She was last of a litter that was killed one-by-one by the family dog and nearly died herself. The doctor restored the nerve damage and her head is nearly on straight. The little tilt that it has is so endearing. She is very affectionate. She gets special treatment as she needed constant care when she was new and sleeps with my wife and so with me.
Still affectionate and needy. I call her “My beauty”. |
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| Arthur, like many cats showed up one day. This was in the days of Blackie Big-Head. Just what we needed, two un-neutered males. Arthur eventually got tame enough that Donita was able to capture him and take to be neutered. He is the sweetest cat. When he wants to, he will come and rub against you. But he can be very nervous and unapproachable. | |
| Bullet – This cat is not going to have a name because we are not going to keep him past the weekend. This “not going to keep him” is going about 2 years now and is probably a permanent condition. He has the softest fur. He goes everywhere in a hurry.
That tail is his “nom de plume”, a fluffy exclamation point. Always friendly and affectionate. Shy. |
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| Adah and Bullet on the front steps. | |
| Harry – Harry’s mother never was able to get back to get him at the street drain because of the thunderstorm. The policeman took him to the vet. Harry tried a couple of homes but none really worked out until he came to live with us. He is still afraid of thunderstorms and wind. He hides under the bed until they are over.
More white in the mane. Still cautious. My cat. |
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| Hillard – The strong, silent type | |
| John Wallace – Lean and hungry | |
| Lorenzo – Lorenzo showed up on the deck with a sibling one morning. He was barely weaned. But he had fleas and worms. His sister ran for it. Lorenzo got captured. He is missing a bone and 3 of 4 claws from his right paw. But he is clearly right-pawed and does all of his hunting/striking from the right. He catches a bird or mole fairly often.
I always call him my “border-line collie”. Jeannette’s cat. Still a sweet pup. |
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| Tabby – Tabby is our best eater and our most senior cat. We got her as a kitten and companion for the late Mr. X. | |
| Past Cats |
