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Found the cached thread about Arthur.
I opened my door one moring, about to take out the trash, when in walked a all white blue eyed cat. He stopped, looked around and told me that it looked like a fine place for him to stay. He investigated the house and my wife talked to him... and she was found acceptable. Since we had no cat food [ we were recovering from having our last cat dying] we went to the store. When we returned, the 15 lb turkey that as thawing in the sink was no longer there. Zowie.... and I found Arthur under the bed with the turkey, One leg of the turkey was gone... nowhere to be found. Hmmm I wonder where it went.
Later that night when I was about to go to bed, Arthur was laying on my pillow. I picked him up and put him on the floor while telling him that it was my pillow. He was instantly back on the pillow. One more time...
The third time I told I'd use hiim as a pillow... and he didn't object. hmmm
for the next six years we played that game. He LOVED to drap himself around my neck while I was driving or watching TV [got hot in the summertime] He loved to sun himself on the porch and he was not afraid of dogs. One day my next door neighbor and I were talking when his dog ran over to attack Arthur. Arthur just reached up and opened up three DEEP furrows in the dogs nose and went back to sleep. The dog had to go to the vet and get stiches. My neighbor tried to get me to pay.. but I told him that my owner was just laying there when his dog attacked so it was his problem. He never spoke to me again... Ya know I didn't miss him.
Arthur would come when I called to him when I got home. Truely a different kind of cat.
The ONLY thing he didn't like was getting a bath. A 19 lb BIG WHITE cat get dirty when he walks under my car. Normally an inside cat he just walked around the yard... but he needed a bath to get the oil off. He would scream [ not claw mind you ] while getting wet... just GLARE at me while getting washed... and SCREAM when being rinsed. The towel would get most of the water off and than he would bath himself.
Afterwards he would STRUT. Showing everyone how great he looked.
I was sent to Viet Nam and a letter from my wife told me that a handicapped person took him and than threw him away downtown. Never to be found again....
I cried....
I opened my door one moring, about to take out the trash, when in walked a all white blue eyed cat. He stopped, looked around and told me that it looked like a fine place for him to stay. He investigated the house and my wife talked to him... and she was found acceptable. Since we had no cat food [ we were recovering from having our last cat dying] we went to the store. When we returned, the 15 lb turkey that as thawing in the sink was no longer there. Zowie.... and I found Arthur under the bed with the turkey, One leg of the turkey was gone... nowhere to be found. Hmmm I wonder where it went.
Later that night when I was about to go to bed, Arthur was laying on my pillow. I picked him up and put him on the floor while telling him that it was my pillow. He was instantly back on the pillow. One more time...
The third time I told I'd use hiim as a pillow... and he didn't object. hmmm
for the next six years we played that game. He LOVED to drap himself around my neck while I was driving or watching TV [got hot in the summertime] He loved to sun himself on the porch and he was not afraid of dogs. One day my next door neighbor and I were talking when his dog ran over to attack Arthur. Arthur just reached up and opened up three DEEP furrows in the dogs nose and went back to sleep. The dog had to go to the vet and get stiches. My neighbor tried to get me to pay.. but I told him that my owner was just laying there when his dog attacked so it was his problem. He never spoke to me again... Ya know I didn't miss him.
Arthur would come when I called to him when I got home. Truely a different kind of cat.
The ONLY thing he didn't like was getting a bath. A 19 lb BIG WHITE cat get dirty when he walks under my car. Normally an inside cat he just walked around the yard... but he needed a bath to get the oil off. He would scream [ not claw mind you ] while getting wet... just GLARE at me while getting washed... and SCREAM when being rinsed. The towel would get most of the water off and than he would bath himself.
Afterwards he would STRUT. Showing everyone how great he looked.
I was sent to Viet Nam and a letter from my wife told me that a handicapped person took him and than threw him away downtown. Never to be found again....
I cried....
