Posted on 12/15/2007 9:34:11 AM PST by Congressman Billybob
—that guy is (except for color-he was golden-yellow) about like my 16-year companion that died a year ago today—
This happens just as much with dogs. My older dog is a rescue who was horribly abused, probably by a man. He’s half Weimaraner and half Chocolate lab. Although he relates very affectionately to me, he’s quite cautious about other men. The way Orion gradually became well adjusted and happy is just the way Brother did. The downside is that sleeping with two dogs, one 72 lb. and the other about 82 lb., can leave less than the desired amount of bed.
Cats really do adopt us, don’t they?
Makes me want to cry that somebody kicked his rib in.
Kitty ping!
I have a deaf cat also. He is the coolest solid black cat ever. He loves everyone and is insistent on being with us all the time. We named him DC, short for Deaf Cat.
He also knows some sign language.
We have a tomcat named Aretha.
Let me explain.
The night he was rescued from the side of the road, he was a kitten so small he fit in a coffee cup. Apparently his mother had been killed by a wild predator, and being very frightened, he was meowing—crying really—in these incredibly high notes. We thought he was a she because we knew nothing about feline anatomy and the folks who found him said they knew cats and could tell he was a she. With all that crying/singing going on, I immediately said Aretha, after the Queen of Soul.
Later we found out (when his parts got bigger) . . . nope, Aretha’s a dude.
Too true LOL!
Then add some cats and the bed gets really small!
One other thing about Aretha: he’s very affectionate, and loves to be social. When he sits on your lap (or sleeps on my wife’s belly(!), he purrs like an Evinrude.
He is a most excellent cat. (Sorry ‘bout the name, dude.)
Wonderful story. Thanks!
I have a stray that won’t leave my front porch. I was leaving food out for my 2 when I went to work and apparently he was eating it. He used to run away when he would see me but now it’s just the opposite. I can’t get rid of him.
He’s become very friendly but I don’t want another cat. My older one still can’t get used to the younger one even after they’ve been together 7 years. The second one was abandoned by a neighbor and he is the most loving and affectionate cat I’ve ever had.
We are owned by a few cats, barn cats mostly who work for a living in warm weather, and a house cat. In the winter, the barn boys are invited in for a warm place to sleep and some much needed attention. They have always behaved as gentlemen and resume the role of house cats when the temp goes below 30 F.
Around here, an Orange cat is called a “Red Cat”, and I learned long ago that red cats are a tribe unto themselves. They are distinctive and a bit on the odd side sometimes, but always a fine companion. Heck, the dogs even like them.
Thanks again.
Regards,
AR
Excellent writing.
P-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-
I mean,
Cheers!
The cat, I meant.
This is just *begging* for inclusion in the "glow in the dark kitty" thread...
Cheers!
I used to have a number of cats (only have 2 now), who would sleep with me. They would line the sides of my body on top of the covers. Not so great when you woke up needing to go to the bathroom. They wouldn’t move! Nothing like being pinned to the bed, under the covers when you gotta go...lol
You have nailed it, once again.
Oh?
Your Orion needs to meet my Livingston. Livingston’s a big fat 27-pound purebred Maine Coon, and when he’s happy and gets his purr on, it sounds like there’s a well-tuned 426 Hemi idling in the room. I swear, the cat emits sleep particles. Between the fur and the purr, if that cat decides to jump up on the bed and cuddle, it’s lights out.
}:-)4
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