We start the new year with my 3 special cats, Dolly, Tigger and China.
Dolly the Queen or really, she is more of an Empress.
She knows she is the ALPHA and nobody had better cross her. Tigger has snuck into her domain(which is our master bedroom) and even though he is twice her size and has front claws and she does not she hissed loudly and fiercely chasing him out of the room after slapping him on the face!! Boy, did he run away and still avoids any confrontation with her.
She is fierce in defending her space and me. I am her person and she owns me and does not like sharing me at all. I started carrying her around when she was hours old, in the palm of my hand, right over my heart. She bonded with me instead of her fellow kittens and still shows how connected we are in everything she does. She sleeps on my pillow at night.
She is 15 1/2 now and my oldest kitty.
Tigger the Great.
Also known as Tigger the Magnificent. My pet name for him is 'Tiggy Tiggy Tavi'.
He knows he is the only male cat and demands our attention and devotion as a matter of fact. He also claims the prize as the most curious cat in the world. If you look up curious in the dictionary his picture should be there.
Who could refuse whatever this blue-eyed boy asked for??
Tigger is 2 1/2.
Princess China Carolina Snowbird Angel Peep.
I've nicknamed her Chai. She is timid but fierce in protecting her space. She was snuggly when we first got her but now she likes to ask for her pets. I wish I could get her to be as friendly as she was. She is Tigger's maiden companion and they snuggle and fight fiercely. The first cat without blue eyes that I have had since high school.
Chai is 1 1/2 years old.
We also have a gold fish but that is another story.
I'd like to get another cat or maybe a dog but the dh thinks we have enough pets for now.
So please tell me about your pets!
I'd love to hear all about them.
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The dogs are our children, and we love them as if they were human.
Lucky, our mixed breed
Josie our Miniatur Dachshund
Mittens, our tabby striped cat
Oranges, our orange striped kitten
We have their mother, a rescue, - Miss Kitty, or these days, Mama Kitty
We have Salem, our 12 year old Jet black good-for nothing but making slippers out of - Persian
We also have Brownie, an 8 year old Chow/St Bernard Mix
We have Angel, a rescue - he is believed to be part Lab and part pointer, but who knows. He's all sweetheart.
Then, we have Daisy, the light of my life, the one who breaks my heart every time she looks at me. She's about 5 months, and is part Shih Tzu and part Miniature Pincher. She's MY baby, my traveling companion, my snuggle buddy, my holy terror in a 10 pound package.
And a tank full of tropical fish.
If you were to ask DH he would also include Max and Sam, the two squirrels in our back yard, and Lola, the possum that comes to visit, but they don't live IN the house (thank God!) so I don't count them.
Here is a video I made of our last edition:
http://www.gather.com/viewVideo.jsp?id=11821949021857412&nav=Namespace
Roger
Lucy was a stray. She's very sweet, but a little unpredictable. She'll let me rub her tummy, but as soon as she's had enough she bites and kicks. I'm close to learning when to quit so as to avoid bloodshed. Her security blanket is an old rainbow ribbon on a broken stick. She drags it to a spot where she wants the family to congregate, and then she starts wailing.
Sara is my own familiar. She's almost more human than cat. Ever since I nursed her through a difficult illness, she's stuck close to me. She's extremely shy. When she's had to spend the night at the vet's, she'd crawl under her bedding and keep very quiet. Her security blanket is a hand-sewn, rectangular pillow the size of an iPod.
And he doesn't really have a neck like most cats. He reminds me of one the the Bear football players, Perry, he was a big guy with no neck.
He is the only male and he has major Cat-A-tude! If you look it up in the dictionary his picture is there.
He deals with the girls and doesn't talk but you can hear him in the basement meowing in the middle of the night. I think he likes the echo and the sound of his voice.
He's not a real people cat and is just starting to warm up to us after 4 years and still runs when we come in the room.
He has the most beautiful girlfriend named Chewbaca who lives in Michigan and they met through a website called Catster.com It's a great place to meet cats and more people.
After bringing her home, she lives up to her name. If you go in the kitchen for anything, she will come running thinking it's time to eat. But she won't eat human food, just show her the container of pouncers, and she's there without shaking them.
I have her pics on gather, she's a great hunter, in the summer time she brings me all kinds of prizes, bugs, moles, birds even a few grasshoppers and I keep telling her she can't be killing them, they are endangered. But the fun thing is most of them are alive when they come in the house and she has this great need to bring them to bed and hand them over then. It usually wakes me up, I can tell when she has something and it's alive, I wake up and throw everything on the floor.
She is the queen, if one of the others is in a spot, she will take it away from them especially if the sun is there. But she kind of stays clear of Bear, he really chases her all over the place and sometimes I have just picked her up until he calms down and goes away.
For the most part, she's the Cat's Meow! She's going to be 7 yrs old next Thurs. She can't wait, all that catnip is brewing and she knows it.
We feed the birds buttered toast we don't eat and one day there she was under the bush chowing down on a piece of toast. So I put a bowl of food out for her. At that time I didn't know if she was eating it or the other two thought it was special treats because they didn't have to come inside to eat but it vanished every day.
Then one morning I got up and under the kitchen table was Gray sound asleep. She had followed the others in the house through the kitty door and she decided to stay with us. I thought she was a boy until I had her snipped. Boy that was sure fun.
We almost lost her to a bacterial infection, I don't know where she got it, how she got it but after 4 surgeries to remove these lumps as they formed, with some expensive human meds and a specialist, we beat this and got rid of the infection, it's been two years since that has been on her and she's clean as a whistle.
But now she and Rascal play tag with the critters they find and bring in the house. Sometimes she eats them most of the time she gets board with them but they do have fun playing with their toys that they find. I have one picture of her, not on gather, of one of her first bird catches and she's having it for lunch.
Aaaawwwww it's great to be at the top of their food chain.
I would love more kitties but we don't have the space, we live on a highway and they are very very smart and stay clear of the road, one day, we'll get a place and I'll get more kitties. For now, I just enjoy looking at everyone else's kitty.
And, Faith, your cats are incredibly beautiful-great post!!
Shadow (my fluffy black and white cat) is aptly named she follows where ever I go.
Charlie who is my icon at present is supposed to be my 7 year old's cat. She more or least sticks close to me (My daughter has a flat coat/newfie mix pup.)
The puppy............
Noir is all puppy.
We have two cats named Leo and Peggy!
Peggy is my cat that is always looking for trouble. She is constantly bringing clothes up from my laundry area, LOL!
Sarah Jane- A 13 year old dalmatian will stay with me. Her master will be marrying later in the summer and has no room for her.
Pib - 17 years old, rescued as well as the other two had been, will enjoy the remainder of her days being spoiled as much as possible.
The five barn cats are another story. One still leaves me little surprises on the door stoop every now and then. I am always startled when I find a dead snake laying at the front door in the morning with this particular cat sitting there staring at me. I swear she's trying to say 'see how good I am?'.
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My kitty Pumpkin Puss (aka P Squared) is now 9 months old, and looks like a full-grown cat. Thank goodness he still acts like a silly kitten for the most part, LOL. He stalks and bites my ankles (and that of my husband's) at least 2x's a day, and loves to be held by us. However, he doesn't like others trying to cuddle with him. He'll wriggle and scratch them instead.
Seems like you have quite a group there :) They're all gorgeous.
Shadow, my other black cat (I see a theme going here) is aptly named shadow as she follows me everywhere. I picked her up from a roadside box that said Free Kittens. No people just a kitten. That cat could get hurt, run over, lost etc. I took the kitten home. Hubby freaked. We had at that point our Rottie, Caine (may he RIP) and my 16 year old Tortie point cat, Tedi (I miss her so much!). He did not grow up with animals, I did. Lets guess who won? Yup me. She may look like a mean, ticked off cat in most if not all of her pics. but she is a g ental soul who loves to sleep next to me on the arm of the couch, or behind me in my office chair.
I love cats, and your's are beautiful. I couldn't resist any of them, but Tigger reminds me of a flame point our daughter rescued a couple of years ago. His health was compromised by life on the street, and he didn't make it, but I think of him often.
MOved to CA when I was 13 and now live in NV
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