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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / October 2004Another kitten gone forever
The very first thing that I noticed when I walked in from work this morning was that Skimbleshanks didn't greet me at the door like he always does. It only took a moment to find him. He was in the kitchen with the rest of the gang, standing at his "dining spot", looking very annoyed. It hit me then that Skimbleshanks isn't a kitten anymore. He's already 6 months old, or thereabouts (hard to tell an exact age when they just show up one day on a train). My "little kitten" already stands as tall as Mischief, although he isn't nearly as heavy. Now, instead of bouncing happily when I set out their bowls, he gives me that cat look that means "this isn't rocket science, open the tin already!!" So now, instead of having a bouncy, zipping around the house bestest buddy kitten, I have yet another Master of the house, demanding and supremely confident. But, I suppose I can live with it, I always do.....you'd think I would know better by now.  SignatureMike The early bird gets the worm; But the 2nd mouse gets the cheese!! http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/skippymjp/my_photos Stosh's kittenhood was over the day he discovered The Archie Chair, named after Archie Bunker because Stosh won't let anyone sit in it. He went from being a little boy to a huge cat overnight, it seemed. Or maybe a prince becomes a king upon discovering his throne. Blessed be, Baha > The very first thing that I noticed when I walked in from work this morning > was that Skimbleshanks didn't greet me at the door like he always does. It [quoted text clipped - 17 lines] > But the 2nd mouse gets the cheese!! > http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/skippymjp/my_photos > The very first thing that I noticed when I walked in from work this > morning was that Skimbleshanks didn't greet me at the door like he always [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > and supremely confident. But, I suppose I can live with it, I always > do.....you'd think I would know better by now. You scared me Mike. I thought it meant he'd died. And I thought, oh no, not another one, how much more can we take? Tweed > The very first thing that I noticed when I walked in from work this > morning was that Skimbleshanks didn't greet me at the door like he always [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > up one day on a train). My "little kitten" already stands as tall as > Mischief, although he isn't nearly as heavy. Whew! What a relief! I thought I was going to read another tragic message about a kitten that had gone to RB. MaryL Mary L wrote: >> It hit me then that Skimbleshanks isn't a kitten anymore. > >Whew! What a relief! I thought I was going to read another tragic message >about a kitten that had gone to RB. Really!! Please, Skippy, don't do that again. Whew!! Regards and Purrs, O J Geez, I am so sorry. I didn't even realize until I re-read my own post this afternoon just how that sounded. I'm going to have to make a point of not posting at the end of a 14 hour workday. SignatureMike The early bird gets the worm; But the 2nd mouse gets the cheese!! http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/skippymjp/my_photos >Geez, I am so sorry. I didn't even realize until I re-read my own post this >afternoon just how that sounded. I'm going to have to make a point of not >posting at the end of a 14 hour workday. He's not *really* gone, anyway. He's six months old? What you have there is just a bigger, stronger, more cunning hoolikitten. ;) Theresa Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh My Blog: http://www.humanitas.blogspot.com >The very first thing that I noticed when I walked in from work this morning >was that Skimbleshanks didn't greet me at the door like he always does. It [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] >confident. But, I suppose I can live with it, I always do.....you'd think I >would know better by now. The heading had me scared, and I almost skipped the post. It's always sad watching the little ones grow up... SignatureSteve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky (RB) stouchst@JUNKsirinet.net [remove Junk for email] Home Page: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/index.html Cat Pix: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/animals.html > The very first thing that I noticed when I walked in from work this > morning was that Skimbleshanks didn't greet me at the door like he always [quoted text clipped - 11 lines] > and supremely confident. But, I suppose I can live with it, I always > do.....you'd think I would know better by now. Hey! Given the recent news on the group, please be a bit more careful with post subjects. I thought there was tragic news coming. So glad to hear its just "graduation". Sam Want some bitties? Kumani and Tyche are 15 and a half months old and STILL doing things like following DP (their MomDad) around the house, and sleeping on us at night, and licking the lamps and pulling socks out of my drawer and jumping in the shower and running around the house like fools and chewing each other's ears....it's like they're eternally trapped in kittenhood even though they're physically adults. --Fil >Want some bitties? Kumani and Tyche are 15 and a half months old and >STILL doing things like following DP (their MomDad) around the house, >and sleeping on us at night, and licking the lamps and pulling socks >out of my drawer and jumping in the shower and running around the >house like fools and chewing each other's ears....it's like they're >eternally trapped in kittenhood even though they're physically adults. Sounds like my Sammy, who is almost as playful now as she was as a kitten. I say almost because there was a time when she played "fetch the bottle cap" all out for 30-45 minutes at a time every time I opened a bottle. When she got to about 2 years old she started slowing down a little. Now, at 3 (she'll be 4 in Janurary), she's still right there when I open a bottle. Biggest difference is that she doesn't always actually want to ply, and when she does it's a shorter game and she runs after the cap and walks back. If I don't want to play I either have to muffle the sound of the bottle opening, or open it outside. Even this doesn't always work, since she supervises me pretty closely and watches whenever I open the fridge. LB, OTOH, has never been much for playing, even though she's only 10 months older than Sam SignatureSteve Touchstone, faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky (RB) stouchst@JUNKsirinet.net [remove Junk for email] Home Page: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/index.html Cat Pix: http://www.sirinet.net/~stouchst/animals.html |
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