The cats of the house:
After Rinnie went away, I'd been wanting another cat. My
then-girlfriend had asthma and was allergic to cats so I'd been
holding off. When she mentioned that she'd always wanted a Siamese,
I jumped at the chance. In early September I found Basmati (aka "Baz
the Spaz") at the Denver Pound. He was apparently born in June '97 and
had this cute kittenish desperation for attention. His energy seems to
have done nothing but increase since he came home. He's the terror of the
house and is constantly annoying Soc (and now Lily!). He's very entertaining
and isn't real bright (you know its obvious when your vet says "He's a little
goof-ball isn't he?" after watching him bump into things.)
When I adopted Baz, there was a cute little tortoise-shell kitty that
was really affectionate. While picking up Baz, the veterinarian tech
mentioned the Tortie was scheduled to be put down soon since no one had
adopted her. After a short delay, I decided to rescue the
little sweetie. Thus, Jasmine (aka "Jazzy") has also joined my household.
She is about a month older than Baz, is his best friend and his complete
opposite. She's will sit in your lap for hours, just purring and
enjoying the attention.
When my wife Jonna and I moved in together, the household got another
cat larger! Her cat Lily had been the neighborhood huntress at Jonna's
previous house in Marshall but is now the princess of our house as an
indoor only kitty. She's earned the nickname Gollum because of her
split personality: one minute a devoted purring lap cat, the next a
arching, hissing angry ball of fur. Lily was born in April of '95.
I used to have another cat but she got out one day and never returned.
The mountains aren't a friendly environment for house cats. :-(
This is Rinpoche (aka "Rinnie") when she was still a kitten. She was
another homeless kitty, living under the building where I was working
in the summer of '91. Unfortunately, her mother (a wild Siamese) trained
her to be scared of humans so she was skiddish around strangers. She
was really loveble around me but few other people ever got to see what a
sweet cat she was. Rinnie was 5 years old when she disappeared.
This is Socrates (aka "Soc"). Soc made his way into my life as a
wee little kitten at a Benifit concert for the Homeless in Atlanta in
September of 1989. He passed away on Jan 11, 2008 after living a
long, happy life. He was my companion and was the greatest cat!
(All those other cat owners are just deluded.)
To understand the cat's world, here are some
photos of the interior of
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