The picture right below is Homer, the
addition to my household. Not exactly a large cat, he is pretty
size. He is big enough that he can knock me down, although, that
is not particularly hard to do anymore. He is a rescue cat.
He was found wandering the streets of Ventura, badly injured, almost
to death. Once the vet fixed him up, it only took him about 3
to recover, which is pretty amazing because the Vet thought his back
would have to be amputated. He is also one of the most aggressive
cats I have ever had. My nephew is afraid of him. He bites
me on a regular basis, not mean bites, play bites. At least he
draw blood any more, well, most of the time.
Update: Homer is now
about 5 years old. For the most part, he is a very health kitty,
although he has had a urinary blockage three times now. That
problem seems to be brought about by the stress of being boarded, so,
now he gets a cat sitter to take care of him at home. Although,
he still doesn't like it when I am away. The last time he put on
quite a demonstration of being glad to see me. It was hilarious.
Homer is also finally beginning to calm down, just a little.
He is not quite as wild as he used to be, although, he will on ocasion
chew me up quite badly. He has turned into a quite affectionate
pet, something I did not think was going to be posible. When I
first got him, he would really get pissed off if I picked him up.
In fact, the first time I did that he bit me on the leg real hard when
I put him down. But it is almost imposible now for me to be
alone. Where ever I am, Homer is right there with me. He
sleeps on the bed with me every night now, and if it is cold outside,
he will insist on being under the covers. He will keep tapping my
nose with his paw until I let he go under. On other nights, he
seems to like to play a game that I call "Let's see if I can keep Jim
awake all night". It may be that he just doesn't like me
snoring., still it is quite annoying to be woken up every half hour.
The above picture was taken on June 5, 2004.
The two photos above were taken on June 5, 2004
This is what I call Homers Teddy. It is actually a toy skunk. I originally purchased this toy for Lucky (see below). And she played with it quite a bit, but, when she outgrew it, it was in pretty much like new condition. Homer really took to this toy, almost from the moment I brought him home. And, the above two photos show the results of five years of pretty hard playing. The poor thing is about ready to fall apart. I stopped washing it a couple of years ago, becuase I am afraid it would not survive another bout with the washing machine and dryer.
They are so cute when they are sleeping.
And not so cute when you are trying to work on your model railroad.
Upate: Here it is, April 22, 2000. I am only now able to
give you the bad news that Dyna passed away only 3 weeks after that
was taken. She had a large tumor on her lung that was malignant.
Lucky is the older sister to Dyna. She is 13 years old and is also very friendly. No lap in the house is safe from her. She doesn't scratch, and only bit me once and that was an accident. She was the first cat I ever had that acted really sorry after having done that.
Latest Update: Sad news. Lucky passed away the second week of June 2001. She will be remembered as one of the best cats ever.
These are the newest editions to my sisters brood. In the
the silver tabby, is Siegfried, the oldest cat in their family.
in the foreground,
Freia and Fafner, acquired in July of 2001
This is a picture of just Freia and Fafner by themselves.
These are the kittens my parents just got.
They are about 4 weeks old in the picture. They are rescue
They were orphaned at about 3 weeks old. The mother cat just
It is believed that these kittens might be related to Lucky and Dyna
Their names are Hansle (orange tabby) and Grettle.
As of Feb 1, 2004, Hansel and Grettle have
now been living up in the state of Washington for just over a
year. Both cats grew up into very nice pets. Grettle is a
little shy, but Hansel will always come right up to greet you.
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