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~