My cat, Oliver (named long before the Disney movie of the same name was put out) has sadly passed on after 21 years of age back in 2000. He was your typical Morris the Cat look alike and won a few Morris look alike awards. He ruled the roost here and was allowed to go where he wanted to as long as it was inside. He didn't handle the great outdoors very well even though he thought he wanted to go outside. He usually hugged the ground as soon as he got out and stayed there until I picked him up and brought him back inside.

He answered to the name "Furface" as well as most any word that sounded like Oliver. Of course he answered immediately to the electric can opener.

I still miss him a lot.

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To truly explore, one must keep an open mind...

The Miss, http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g80/blak0ut54/IMG_0147.jpgMS Kitti

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I Desire Peace and Justice, Jim Scott (Mod-Ret.)

Bimini http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g80/blak0ut54/ruffieanbims.jpgINSIDE!

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I Desire Peace and Justice, Jim Scott (Mod-Ret.)

I have two cats who are decent enough to allow me a computer hobby.

KT, who pretty much stays in the bedroom unless I am remiss in her food and water quantities.

And, Samson, who stays wherever he darn well wants to, who am *I* - a mere mortal - to tell *His Majesty* any different?

Sparky

*edited to fix link*

My cats share a nice three bedroom house and allow me to stay here for a small rental fee paid in cat chow, tuna, and cat litter. Their names I cannot pronounce in their tongue. So I use English nicknames. Samantha is a twelve year old Siamese. She is the queen ruler. Muffin is seven in human years, all white, a "mutt" who is very lean and atheletic. She can jump from a crouch on the ground to the roof in one bound. (I think she's from Krypton) The third is the youngest, biggest, sweetest, laziest, and loudest. I call him Sparticat. He's all black except for a white shield on his chest and four white "boots". They are really great companions and bed warmers.

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The expansion of the universe is driven by a need to get away from it all ...

John ... I had to take Lotte to the Vet on 2 Feb. She too was 17 on 26th Dec 05.
How to tear your heart out ...................

But the reason I put her up as a cat is that THAT was what she was like ...
If you called her ... she would look at you ... and then decide what to do. If it did not suit her, she would just put her head back down on her paws and go back to sleep!
I am certain she was a cat in disguise !!!!!

I actually lost our Welsh Corgy Collie cross about 2 months before Christmas (17 yrs old) and Wesley, our Westie, a few weeks ago.

Yes it was very painful, as I still remember him as a little 4 month old Westie trying to avoid 2 hair driers. I had just bathed him and caught him in a corner of the room, and played a hair drier on each side.

He hated it and ran back and forth yelling his head off. It was really funny!!

The pain is helped by the presence of our 18.5 year old black and white cat - Minty (a cat on a cat thread!!) and my 6 other dogs -

... Mandy our 12.5 year old Bischeon Frize (white fluffy sawn off poodle)
... Sammy our 10.5 year old golden boy Shiz-Tzu (pronounced Shitzue)
... Corry our 5 year old gold and white Shiz-Tzu
... Sophie our 4 year old gold (actually an orange) and white Shiz-Tzu
... Rosie our 3 year old grey, black and white Shiz-Tzu
... Poppy our brown (around the head only) and all over white Jack Russell

Actually Poppy is a Jock Russell as I drove over 1,000 miles to Banff, in Scotland, and back to collect her from family.

I win

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Hey guys ... stay with me on this ...

here's my cat ...
Name :Lotte

That's your cat? Take it to the vet immediately.

I used to have one of those (Westie), but we lost him (over 17 years old) just under a month ago. He had a good innings.

John ... I had to take Lotte to the Vet on 2 Feb. She too was 17 on 26th Dec 05.
How to tear your heart out ...................

But the reason I put her up as a cat is that THAT was what she was like ...
If you called her ... she would look at you ... and then decide what to do. If it did not suit her, she would just put her head back down on her paws and go back to sleep!
I am certain she was a cat in disguise !!!!!

Hey guys ... stay with me on this ...

here's my cat ...
Name :Lotte

That's your cat? Take it to the vet immediately.

I used to have one of those (Westie), but we lost him (over 17 years old) just under a month ago. He had a good innings.

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Hey guys ... stay with me on this ...

here's my cat ...
Name :Lotte

That's your cat? Take it to the vet immediately.

Hey guys ... stay with me on this ...

here's my cat ...
Name :Lotte

Click "reply to this post" and take a look at mine here.

chameleon

Jim

Many thanks Jim ...
but the point is ... I have a site ...
http://ash.mailbox.co.uk
but I'm jingoed if I know how to lift the pic off the site ...
Have a look at the site and let me know ...
Many thanks ...
David

I'll try again ...................

oh hell! ... I give up ...

Bodley, just sign up for a free account at Photobucket. There are others but that's what I use. You just upload your pictures there and then paste the url that each picture gets. If it's small enough (don't know the limit but I think it's 4k) you can show it on the post like others have by linking the url and the IMG.


Click "reply to this post" and take a look at mine here.

chameleon

Jim

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Equilibrium

I'll try again ...................

oh hell! ... I give up ...

Bouncer Jupiter feeling cosy and warm

Jake has come up with an alternative method that makes sure you don't miss supper while doing the warm snuggly thing.

awwww ... forget it ... I have no idea how to get a pic in here !!!

Bouncer Jupiter feeling cosy and warm:


Click the pic.


Click the pic.

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"I'm trying to maintain a shred of dignity in this world." - Me

We were never bothered by said neighbour's cat again, and they were newcomers to the district.

Hope you enjoed this little dip in to the past, and it was a true story.

Enjoyed that very much. Quite a team you had there! :)

When I was a little child, we had a male cat (which my parents thought was a female at first and named accordingly him with a girly name... LOL). He was a real fighter and took no crap from nobody. We called him our watch-cat, because he patrolled the garden as a dog and let no-one pass. LOL

He actually fought big dogs too. I saw it once: he pretended to be scared and let the dog chase him up a tree, then he sat on the lowest branch and waited. When the dog looked at me a second, the cat jumped on him! So the dog ran out of the yard with the cat attached to his back. You should've seen it. :)

But his temper/courage became his fate too in a way. First, he lost one eye. When he recovered from that, he came home with the other eye swinging from a thin cord down his cheek. I don't know how he managed to get home at all, but we had to take him to the vet and put him to sleep. He was blind and wouldn't have liked a blind life indoors I think. I still miss him though, even if it's forty years ago now.

As well as the current name of your cat(s) and where them my live. What memories do you hold of past moggie friends, and would you let us share them?

Here's a link to some of the feline friends I've known over the last several years. Most were stray or feral cats. Some were lucky enough to go on to proper homes, others are no longer with us due to various health problems. A book could be written about the fellow pictured at the top of the page referenced above. A cat's cat that answered to no one, lived by his own rules, and was one of the most independent and just plain 'tough' creatures I've ever seen, yet a gentle, regular, and welcome visitor for many years.

Back in the 1970s we had 2 cats and a dog. The former were Fluffy, a long haired tabby Sheila and I were given as a wedding presant in 1968, and Twizzell, I have mentioned before. Twizzell adopted us as a very hungry 12 week old ferrel cat, and stayed with until his death over 17 years later.

Imagine the scene on a foggy November day, about 1973, with the time about 7.30 am. I went out the front of the house and found Fluffy under a cuprus hedge being intimidated by a neighbour's cat.

Sheila came out at my call, and, unbeknown to either of us, so did Twizzell and Candy. It was as if they animals summed up Fluffy' plight, and decided to join in and out flank the offending cat.

Twizzell sneaked quietly to the right and approached the foreign cat from it's right rear. Candy quietly moved in on the cat's left rear, then barked.

The attacking cat immediatly changed it's attack to defence, and ran in to the gatherng fog. Visibility was about 25 feet by now.

As the neighbour's cat ran, so did out animals.

The cat dissappeared in to the fog with 2 cats and a dog after it. Although I could not see the outcome, I heard a bit of a ruckus,and out animals returned triamphunt and for breakfast.

We were never bothered by said neighbour's cat again, and they were newcomers to the district.

Hope you enjoed this little dip in to the past, and it was a true story.

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As well as the current name of your cat(s) and where them my live. What memories do you hold of past moggie friends, and would you let us share them?

Here's a link to some of the feline friends I've known over the last several years. Most were stray or feral cats. Some were lucky enough to go on to proper homes, others are no longer with us due to various health problems. A book could be written about the fellow pictured at the top of the page referenced above. A cat's cat that answered to no one, lived by his own rules, and was one of the most independent and just plain 'tough' creatures I've ever seen, yet a gentle, regular, and welcome visitor for many years.

As well as the current name of your cat(s) and where them my live. What memories do you hold of past moggie friends, and would you let us share them?

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It's good to be back amongst friends and colleagues