Boots, 14 yrs, holstein, 5 pounds, neurotic kitten of a pair of barn kitties that we raised.
Boots is a rain man, but we love him, and he occasionally tries to reciprocate. I told Betty, my wife, that if we had to get rid of all our cats and keep only one, it would have to be Boots, because he is like a "special" child, he needs more. The others are such "good" cats, that anyone would want them, but poor Boots might have to go begging, but NOT while I am alive.
Grey, his color is his name, an 8 year old 12 pound stumpy Manx, that HAS to get right in the middle of whatever I am doing, reading, eating, or whatever. Bend down to tie a shoelace or pick up something and the thump you feel on your back is 4 grey paws, still armored, landing and digging in for the duration. As I stand, he migrates to my shoulder. He is a sweetie.
Tico, a foundling, holstein, 18 pounds, she looks like a bowling pin with a triple broad base, or a baloon filled with water when she sits. She is my garage cat and also likes to get in my face. When I work in my shop, I leave the outside door open so she can hunt outside and scoot back in to safety if anything threatens. I was scouting some deer hunting territory, and when I parked my truck, I heard some mewing, and looked all over and didn't find anything, and when I cam out of the woods a couple of hours later, I heard it again, and searched till I found her, SO tiny, hiding under a plantain leaf, and I HAD to bring her home. Whoever threw this precious diamond away suffered a loss greater than they will ever know, and she has given me FAR more than I could ever give her. All I gave her was life, but she has given me love, which is more precious than life. Her name comes from Tellico, the area where I found her, and we then shortened it to Tico, and that sometimes becomes Teek, and since she is a "little" girl, that becomes Miss Teek, or Feminine Mystique, she is cute, loveable, and priceless. If I could get my hands on whoever would throw away something so valuable, I wouldn't know whether to throttle them or hug them for giving her to me.
Sorry for being so long-winded, but don't get me started on my cats.
Leonard.
Boots is a rain man, but we love him, and he occasionally tries to reciprocate. I told Betty, my wife, that if we had to get rid of all our cats and keep only one, it would have to be Boots, because he is like a "special" child, he needs more. The others are such "good" cats, that anyone would want them, but poor Boots might have to go begging, but NOT while I am alive.
Grey, his color is his name, an 8 year old 12 pound stumpy Manx, that HAS to get right in the middle of whatever I am doing, reading, eating, or whatever. Bend down to tie a shoelace or pick up something and the thump you feel on your back is 4 grey paws, still armored, landing and digging in for the duration. As I stand, he migrates to my shoulder. He is a sweetie.
Tico, a foundling, holstein, 18 pounds, she looks like a bowling pin with a triple broad base, or a baloon filled with water when she sits. She is my garage cat and also likes to get in my face. When I work in my shop, I leave the outside door open so she can hunt outside and scoot back in to safety if anything threatens. I was scouting some deer hunting territory, and when I parked my truck, I heard some mewing, and looked all over and didn't find anything, and when I cam out of the woods a couple of hours later, I heard it again, and searched till I found her, SO tiny, hiding under a plantain leaf, and I HAD to bring her home. Whoever threw this precious diamond away suffered a loss greater than they will ever know, and she has given me FAR more than I could ever give her. All I gave her was life, but she has given me love, which is more precious than life. Her name comes from Tellico, the area where I found her, and we then shortened it to Tico, and that sometimes becomes Teek, and since she is a "little" girl, that becomes Miss Teek, or Feminine Mystique, she is cute, loveable, and priceless. If I could get my hands on whoever would throw away something so valuable, I wouldn't know whether to throttle them or hug them for giving her to me.
Sorry for being so long-winded, but don't get me started on my cats.
Leonard.
