mean Gene's Mad World
My Pets

We've loved various pets over our lives.
 
These are some of their stories:

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Pets now gone...R. I. P.
 

  1. Greasy, my black & white from my youth.  Greasy just showed up and stayed. She looked like a white cat who fell asleep under a leaky truck (which is exactly where we found her.) We washed and washed but the black spots on her head and back were permanent! She was a great mouser and protective mother. You needed a baseball glove to take a look at her kittens!
  2. Moose, my siamese-looking pound cat. Moose was a huge boy, who only had eyes for me...he hated everybody else. When I got married and left it broke his heart. Even when I got him back he was changed.
  3. Dorcus, my wood-pile cat. Dorcus was a gift when I had three poodles. It was a test for her but she aced it. She was possibly the smartest cat I ever knew. You could see the wheels turning behind her eyes.
  4. Moonface was rescued with her kittens from my neighbor's overcrowded garage.  (One kitten had been chewed by a rodent.) She was a beauty but easily cowered. Mother of many black and white kittens including Snagglepuss, Little Hitler, and Bathsheba.
  5. Sophia, was found in the Papyrus plants.  She was being chased by the ruffians indigenous to the neighborhood.  She was already pregnant although only 10 months old. Mothered Squeebert, befriended Naomi, confined herself to one small ledge in the kitchen.
  6. Squeebert J. Pumperkakneeberk the Third..was a diplomate of a cat. He got along great with the siamese faction and the non-siamese faction with equal ease. His ability to learn tricks was amazing! He would turn his head up-side-down if you asked, "Where's your upsidedown face?" And he would play fetch for hours! His favorite fetch toy was a Sunday paper's rubberband and he loved you to careem it off a wall. When he got sick he survived by eating pure fat and petromalt but eventually it was too much for him.

 

 

Sophia
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a Sweet, tiny girl

Moonface
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(The only cat I ever intentionally got rid of.)

Glasnost
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Mother of beautiful kittens

Gridlock
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Not the smartest, but the finest!

Mushkin
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The Norwegian Forest Cat - A movie star of a girl!

Naomi
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Her ugliness was only surpassed by her appetite

PETS AT PRESENT

We got a kitten.
She looks like a priest, all black with a tiny white chin dot and neck spot.
She's enough Siamese to be slim, tiny and talky.
We named her Kala, which is Hindi for "Black" and "Time."
 

Kala, at Five Months
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She's Fastidious, Mystical & Petite

This is Skeebert
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A young visitor who couldn't say Squeebert right named him

1. Skeebert: Skeeb was originally going to be another Squeebert (II) but he developed his own persona that was undeniably informal and skittish.
He was a "rescue" and as such his past torments an unknown factor to us, but a haunting to him.
He's one of those part-siamese mixes that has a lot of white with his markings and blue eyes.
 
Twister: I found Twister after hearing what I thought were a woman's screams. It turned out that a bunch of children were practicing soccer on a cat and her litter!
There was only one muddy body still moving when I got there and after I grabbed it the kids tried to kick at it in my hand.
The police and Animal Control passed the buck back and forth and I ended up keeping him.
He's a black and white (I've come full circle) and he's still fearful of kids.
He also has a few sensitive spots that never healed and he has bad dreams.
But he's a loving and well-trained cat.

Twister (Undergoing acupuncture)
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No cat has been more beloved-despite all his faults

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         !!!!!!DOGGIES!!!!!
                        Benji  
                      Mickey
                      Buster                                
These were our three poodles.
 
Well, Benji was a teacup poodle, Mickey was his "accident" with the neighbors' cockapoo and then Buster was their little boy.

Reddi stayed w/ us after Mom's stroke
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he was always under the covers!