Let's See Your Cats!!!

The wife and I were out of town in Wyoming in the actual day, but someone just turned 1 year old!

 

Wow, has it been a year ready?

 

This is my little buddy Dash. I've had him since he was 10-12 weeks old. He was abandoned in a ditch in Houston. Somehow was relocated to Colorado by a cat rescue.

I wanted his brother too but he was already spoken for. The shelter called the person who adopted him (hadn't been picked up yet due to his neuter procedure) and said I had offered $300 for them to adopt another cat but they said no. I should have in hindsight adopted another cat that day to go home with us and I didn't.

I have tried since to bring two other cats home and it doesn't work. He just gets so angry with the other cats. So he's a loner for the rest of his life.

Anyways, he's 6 years old now but he's so stinking cute.





This was a few days after I brought him home. He learned about the water bottle real fast.

 

So damn cute!

 

I think we picked Santo up when he was 12-ish weeks or so back last October. He HATES getting brushed, so he's been at the local "Grand Feline Hotel and Spa". He hams it up with the ladies there, but comes home looking SO handsome.

 

She was after a fly

 

You see big orange boys a lot, but not that many orange girls!

 

We have an orange boy as well, he dwarfs her.

 

Yeah, our BOM (Big Orange Man) was upwards of 23lbs. When he sat on your chest in the am because he was hungry, you KNEW it!

Orange kitties are the best

 

Here's Orange Cat Arthur chilling in the sun. He's almost back up to his ~14 lb. fighting weight after a big health scare at the beginning of the year. He had some kind of intestinal inflammation and lost 4 pounds in a couple of months. We got him sorted, but then relocated to PA in the spring. He's still not over that yet, and then we lost Gracie a few weeks ago. He hid upstairs and cried for two weeks after she passed. It was so sad, but we're slowly getting him back to normal as the last cat standing. We have decided not to bring any others in while he's still with us. We don't want to add another shock.

Anyway, he's been doing much better over the past week.

 

This is Princess Charlotte. She's a Maine Coon kitten. At the time of the quickly snapped photographs, she was about seven months old. She's sitting on a full size keyboard, and that's a 32 inch monitor, which had just gone dark. Several days after we got her home, we discovered that she's completely deaf. That does not stop her loud Maine Coop chirp, nor does it slow down her experiments with gravity.

Princess Charlotte brings us back up to five cats. (Our high was ten, inheriting five after a death in the family.) I will try to get a picture of all five together but, you know, herding cats.

 

Quite common for white cats to be deaf. But they can still live long productive lives.

 

Mad about something.