was my senior citizen. He was a pure white American short-hair
with ice blue eyes and came into my home in January of 1992.
He passed away on April 21, 1998 from kidney failure. He
would have been 16 on June 15, 1998. He was the sweetest
natured cat and redefined the word "mellow".
He is missed.
was my big boy. He went from a tiny kitten to 17 1/2
pounds of taking up half of the bed. He lived to be
old but he still huddled next to me when he got scared which
was often especially during thunder storms. He got
to meet Danny John-Jules who played "Cat" on Red
Dwarf. Click on the picture on the left to see a
photo of that encounter. He passed away on April 10, 2013
and is sorely missed.
|Pixie is our newest
cat. I came downstairs one morning and there she was. It
turned out she had suckered my Mom into letting her stay
inside. Mother had been feeding a mother cat and her four
kittens outside and Pixie decided that inside looked more fun.
She was the bravest of all the kittens. Pixie has rapidly become
the Queen of the House. She had Mom wrapped around her little
paw. In personality she is very much like Sasha.
(Sashiko D'Artagnan) was my little si-aby-tabby. He was a
Siamese, Abyssinian, and Tabby mix. He was black and silver
with sea-foam green eyes. He was my little Ninja and you needed
to watch out for sneak attacks. He was the inspiration for the
Kitty which I've included in my poetry section. When
he wanted to be held he would literally jump into your arms.
He loved people and loved to bonk noses with them. A vastly
curious cat, he was into everything and talked all the time.
He was born on August 13, 1988 (a Friday) and passed away on
December 12, 2001. He is sorely missed.
|My ghost cat is
In life, he was a huge red orange tabby with amber eyes. He
passed away in 1989 at the age of 17. Unfortunately
no one told him about it. I have seen him and felt him rub up
against me several times. A couple of year's ago I was resting
while trying to get rid of the flu when there was a tremendous
jolt on the bed. I saw Zonker sitting on the edge of the
bed and he looked like he was made out of gray clouds. I
could still recognize him and once he had my attention he just
faded away. Unlike the Cheshire Cat he didn't leave a