You had me at "meow"
We are a rather dysfunctional family made up of adopted brothers. No girls allowed in THIS playhouse! The only girl is Mom, and she's one of those humans. We don't mind her so much.
We just stay indoors where it's safe, and sharpen our claws on big burlap pillows. We've got the run of the house which our humans keep stocked with toys, catnip, special foods and fleecy beds. We all have our stories to tell.
Cats were introduced to the ancient Egyptians by extra-terrestrials in order to obtain control of the human population. If you've been owned by cats, you know exactly what I mean. Here are some links for other cat-worshippers.
Magical Mystical Things to name your cat, |
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Why Cats Paint, and why not? |
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"I had a dream about cats last night" |
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a.k.a. "Best Darned Cat" and "Sugarbear"
I was just 4 months old when I got lost outside. it was a cold February; my foot pads were bleeding and I already had a scarred and twisted back leg. Luckily I wandered up to the right house. My legs and feet are fine but I'm not the most graceful cat of all. I love people and being petted, in fact I am a major snuggle-monster. I was named after young Prince Henry, but everybody now calls him Harry. I've been told I am the best cat in the world.
(Henry just turned 17.)
I'm Jax, the Man
I mostly just stay with these guys 'cos they help me out.... you know; feed me the good food, give me shelter, keep me doctored up, and give me LOTS of belly rubs. There's nothing better than belly rubs. When I met these guys I was pretty down and out. My hair was so thinned out that most people thought I had mange -- and you don't get many belly rubs that way! I had a lot fights with the local gangs (especially that ginger-colored bastard on the next block named Agent Orange), so I was always showing up with bites, abscesses, and other stuff that hurt. Fleas are no fun either, let me tell you! These guys thought sure I was abandoned since nobody was really seeing after me, so they named me "Samson". That's 'cos they figured when my hair grew back my strength would return, and they were right!! The people who claimed to own me before named me Jax so I go by that. Not sure why, but I like to think it's short for "Ajax", the badass Greek warrior in the Iliad. Jax is also the name of the Mouse-phenome project, and that sounds very tasty.
Turns out, I didn't have mange, just bad nutrition and a serious lack of petting. You should see me now, I've got a great coat, vaccinations, a screened porch, and I don't even want to go all the way outside anymore, so I don't.
Alex (Jan 15, 1991 - July 15, 2007)
July 15, 2007: Alex finally met his match in thecomplications of IBD, pancreatitis and aging kidneys. He was 16 and a half. Read more about Alex on Texas Oasis.
a.k.a. "Bucky Katt" or "Dale Gribble"
I'm a lean, mean, fightin' machine! If you say anything about my pink and black polka-dotted toe pads I'll kill you. They found me at the Humane Society 'cos I was just too cool for school. (translation: I ran away from home when I was 2 months old). I don't like other cats much, unless they obey me, but I LOVE people. I will lay in your arms on my back for hours and look at you all dreamy-eyed. I'm a good singer, and taught Duncan how to yodel.
Duncan (Oct. 15, 1995 - April 12, 2007)
April 12, 2007: Duncan passed away from heart disease. He was 11 years old, and one of the sweetest, cutest, most affectionate and silliest cats you ever met. We will always love him and miss him. Read more about Duncan on Texas Oasis.
a.k.a. "Dunkin Donut", "Ralph Wiggam" or "Purry Home Companion"
My name means "a dark one". Henry is my best buddy, but I want to be like Alex. I'm also an excellent singer, and love to chat. I'm named after Duncan Gibbons, the British director who died in a California apartment fire while saving his cat's life. Some people think that was a silly thing to do, but I don't.