Re: Cats

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<snip> I have 2 computers and 2 cats...the Loudie (Waa)

> who is well behaved but waas all the time and the big maine-coonish

quiet squeaker (Aerr

> Aerr) who trundles his huge self around everywhere and knocks things

over just to get

> attention. (He's a mischievous brat but I love him anyway...that's

how it is with cats!)

I just read your description of Aerr Aerr, and he could be my young cat,

Simon. Simon has even fluffier hair than a Maine Coon normally does,

but

the same lynx-tufts on the ears and the little squeaky voice. One of

his

nicknames is Chicken Man, because of his silly little voice--it just

doesn't

sound right, coming out of a 20-lb. cat. I played Waa's waa, and it got

the attention of both Simon and Baby Strange; I had to quit before they

started fighting. Makes me wonder what Waa was saying...

I haven't been posting anywhere for the last few days; my old cat,

Shringie,

died over the weekend from kidney failure. He had been getting

skinnier for

a long time, and it turned out to be hyperthyroidism, which is

treatable. It

wrecked his kidneys, though, having gone undiagnosed for too long.

Though I

still have three other cats, he was the one I was closest to--more

human than

feline, really. He was a basket case when I adopted him 12 years ago,

having

been mistreated by a previous owner, and I wasn't doing so well myself.

It

took six or seven years for him to finally warm up to me, and the last

four

years were really wonderful--it was great seeing him turn into a happy

cat.

I keep expecting him to come into the office and demand (in his

half-Siamese

yowl) to be let up into my lap so he can sit and purrrrr...

.

>

> [...]

>

> >One time some Jehovah's Witnesses came to my door and Herky hissed

and

> >growled at them. That was hilarious.

>

> ROTFL!!

>

> I tell people " my cat can say her own name " . (The loud one, Waa.)

> And boy can she say it LOUD.

> Play the .wav on this page for your Herkie:

>

> http://thraam.com/cats.html

>

>

> demitria monde thraam

> transmits at:

> http://thraam.com

>

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At 19:58 23/12/99 -0800, you wrote:

>I haven't been posting anywhere for the last few days; my old cat,

>Shringie,

>died over the weekend from kidney failure. He had been getting

>skinnier for

>a long time, and it turned out to be hyperthyroidism, which is

>treatable. It

>wrecked his kidneys, though, having gone undiagnosed for too long.

>Though I

>still have three other cats, he was the one I was closest to--more

>human than

>feline, really. He was a basket case when I adopted him 12 years ago,

>having

>been mistreated by a previous owner, and I wasn't doing so well myself.

> It

>took six or seven years for him to finally warm up to me, and the last

>four

>years were really wonderful--it was great seeing him turn into a happy

>cat.

>I keep expecting him to come into the office and demand (in his

>half-Siamese

>yowl) to be let up into my lap so he can sit and purrrrr...

>

>.

Hi , sorry to hear about your cat. Sounds like he got to have a good

life in the end though.

Joe B.

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" joe b. " wrote:

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> At 19:58 23/12/99 -0800, you wrote:

>

> >I haven't been posting anywhere for the last few days; my old cat,

> >Shringie,

> >died over the weekend from kidney failure. He had been getting

> >skinnier for

> >a long time, and it turned out to be hyperthyroidism, which is

> >treatable.

I'm sorry to hear about your cat too! Can I send you a big cyberhug?

Animals are a real gift. They're true love magnets. Bless them.

Apple

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" joe b. " wrote:

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> At 19:58 23/12/99 -0800, you wrote:

>

> Hi , sorry to hear about your cat. Sounds like he got to have

a good

> life in the end though.

>

> Joe B.

>

Yeah, Joe, he did--and what has helped me through the last few days is

thatI know he knew how much I cared about him. He knew I loved him,

and vice versa...

Thanks,

.

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appledt-@... wrote:

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> " joe b. " wrote:

> original article:/group/12-step-free/?start=106

99

> > At 19:58 23/12/99 -0800, you wrote:

> >

> > >I haven't been posting anywhere for the last few days; my old cat,

> > >Shringie,

> > >died over the weekend from kidney failure. He had been getting

> > >skinnier for

> > >a long time, and it turned out to be hyperthyroidism, which is

> > >treatable.

>

> I'm sorry to hear about your cat too! Can I send you a big cyberhug?

> Animals are a real gift. They're true love magnets. Bless them.

> Apple

Cyberhug accepted! Wish it were in real time... " purr therapy " really

works, y'know...

>

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" melissa mabee " wrote:

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> I haven't been posting anywhere for the last few days; my old cat,

> Shringie,

> died over the weekend from kidney failure

,

Sorry to hear about Shringie. I haven't had a pet at all in years but

have fond memories of both cats and dogs. My last cat, Hawkins, was

happiest with a big Puerto Rican lizzard in his mouth flapping around.

My last dog, Todd, a golden retriever, was happiest swimming through

heavy surf to fetch his beloved tennis ball. Just a shame they don't

live longer.

Tommy

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" tommy perkins " wrote:

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> " melissa mabee " wrote:

> original article:/group/12-step-free/?start=106

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> > I haven't been posting anywhere for the last few days; my old cat,

> > Shringie,

> > died over the weekend from kidney failure

>

> ,

>

> Sorry to hear about Shringie. I haven't had a pet at all in years but

> have fond memories of both cats and dogs. My last cat, Hawkins, was

> happiest with a big Puerto Rican lizzard in his mouth flapping

around.

> My last dog, Todd, a golden retriever, was happiest swimming through

> heavy surf to fetch his beloved tennis ball. Just a shame they don't

> live longer.

>

> Tommy

Hi, Tommy--

Thank you...yes, the hardest part of having animals around is knowing

that

you are going to lose them. As much as I love my " kids " , I know

eventually

I'll have to deal with losing each of them. I know people who have

decided

not to have pets again because of that--they've decided that it's just

too

hard to take. Though I really do wish they lived longer, in a way the

shortness of their lives makes me appreciate them more. If animals

really are

here for a reason, I think it's to teach us about how short time is,

and how

important it is to both love and be loved. Animal lives are short--but

so

are human lives, too.

It's sunny here today, and if Shringie were here he'd be splayed out in

the

sun on my office floor while I work at the computer. I have a photo of

him

doing just that, in fact. Though I haven't had a working camera in a

couple

of years, I was a good cat mom and took lots of pictures while I did...

Cheers,

.

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Hi ;

I only have two and kids they are. There's Mr Lynx. He is a

crossbreed of something and Maine Coon Cat. He's 18 pounds

when he's trim. This being winter he's probably close to 20. He

has almost a four foot reach, which means he owns anything within

a foot of the edge of the table, while still standing on the floor.

Broke him of that when he was young so it's no longer a problem.

He's 12 years old this next spring. He's always been an outdoor

cat and I didn't even have a cat box for him till two years ago. Now

when it's really cold he stays in. He has all the appearance of a

coon cat except he's long haired. He and I have rituals that must

be observed and he won't allow me to forget. When it's his lap time

he comes up and taps me on the pants leg. If I try to ignore him

he gives me a couple of claws lightly on the leg. I only ignored him

once beyond that!

Then there's Little Bit, pure white, short haired, green eyes that

were bright blue when he was a kitten. His hearing is OK. Mr

Lynx meow is a whisper, you can hear Little Bit in the next county.

He's laying on my feet now. It's his favorite spot. Rose wants to

take Little Bit and he really is her cat. She used a broom to dig

him out from under her car at The Filling Station when he was

about 5 weeks old. All of our animals except Ms Fitz, a female

who is Mr Lynx grandmother, we've got as strays. Well Tuffy, Mr

Lynx father and Mr Lynx weren't exactly strays but all the rest have

been. They know a sucker when they see one and neither Rose

nor I can resist.

They provide a lot for just food, water and a little attention. I spoil

them rotten. I just got through running turkey drumstick meat

through the food processor for them. That's why they're both

zonked out.

I just moved one foot and Little Bit didn't even open an eye. He's

two. I'm going to hate seeing Mr Lynx go, but he's lucky to have

survived this long.

He Beat Leukemia and has had radical urinary tract reconstruction

surgery. His urinary set up is now like a female. At first he was

one confused tomcat whenever he'd try to mark something, but

after a time he figured it out.

I think Little Bit is keeping him young. They get to roaring through

the house and it sounds like a herd of elephants.

I've just got time for a nap before Rose gets here so I better go.