I think we are encouraged here to rather stick with one thread than opening a new one all the time
Welcome
We hope to get the full story of all the mouskateers.
I think we are encouraged here to rather stick with one thread than opening a new one all the time
Welcome
We hope to get the full story of all the mouskateers.
Hi Miki! What a lovebug you seem to be![]()
I, too, prefer having less new threads. Compared to other (very few) French forums I follow, the number of new threads is amazing but they are also quickly given up for a new one of the same member, most of the time.
Thanks Barbara and Sonia. I like the one thread myself. Too old for that ratting around all over the place.
So, I have the time, the pictures, the stories, and seems now, I have the audience. We move on.
Next little guy is the second in line to the title of King Kitty, head of the Clowder, #1 fuzzbutt here at Five Oaks. He was found at the same Flea Market, in the same homemade wooden cage/crate that Buddy Bear was. He was with one other little guy, a little tabby. Miss Lisa went strait for the little yellow fellow, so I, being skeptical of adding yet another mouth to feed, said nothing. Of course the lady didn't have to say much to get the nod of agreement to her question "Can we take her home?"
Her turned into him when the vet did the once-over the next Monday. Whatever Tegar was welcomed into the House of York with no complaints, except for maybe a couple three tentative hisses and half-hearted swats, which turned into major all-over baths and cuddles. For a while there Lisa had to fight to get her new baby in her arms for cuddling.
Miki had taken over the job of raising the little one.
He's 6 years old. His name is Tegar, pronounced 'T Gar'
(no specific reason for the odd name
other than the fact that we liked the sound of it)
He is a fluff-ball snuggle-puss ladies' kitty
and can put his Small One on cloud 9 in the blink of an eye.
He's a bit skeptical of curling to me,
but my lap is fair game any time
I hit a chair or the futon.
He's the cat I never wanted but now
can't live without.
I never liked yellow cats.
Just a note here: I've lost track of a bunch of my pictures. They are somewhere on the WWW on one of the hidden storage pages of Buddy Bear's Cats' World Web Site or perhaps on one of the photobucket.com photo albums. Never fear, I'll find them, and too, when I have the current folders of recent pix tweaked and uploaded we'll have a whole mess of yellow kitty pix to peruse. Well, actually, a whole mess of pix of all 6 of the Mouskateers of Five Oaks Manor!
Till later .....
"A cat is a very special friend who comes into your life. When it comes it brings warmth, companionship, contentment and love. Whether it's long-haired, short-haired, pedigreed or "heinz" makes no difference."~Sharon Lundblad~
Next in line in the purring order is 'the Baby', or Rowdy as he was christened on the way home from the Flea Market where we found him. (story is Here)
This microwave has served the Mouskateers
as an observation post for all the years they have lived
It's just a bread box now, but it will remain for them
They can guard the premises looking out the window
to the right, and the Cat Porch door to the left.
Makes for a good sun bathing spot on a summer afternoon
Rowdy sees his sisfurr chasing a big bunrabbit.
She did NOT catch the rabbit.
I don't think she wanted to tangle with that one.
Twice her size
I was going the ask if Rowdy was missing his tail but I saw it as I was hitting reply. Great lookin bunch a kittehs. The ceiling cat impression got me chuckling.
Speaking of ceiling cat ......
One day, while the front door was open
so we could watch the birds on the feeders
the baby, Rowdy, decided he was
going to go 'up there' and check out the view.
Needless to say the Small One had fits
to get her baby Heathen down
before he hurt himself.
I told him "Get down Rowdy!"
He did!
They're all wonderful, but if I had to choose a favourite, it would be Tegar. Of course, I'm biased.Spooky looks like a sweet girl, too.
I bet Rowdy was interested in catching that cat going around on the ceiling fan.Glad he didn't try, he could easily have hurt himself.
Welcome again to you and your gang.![]()
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