Jeffery


Domestic Shorthair/Russian Blue
Picture of Jeffery, a male Domestic Shorthair/Russian Blue

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Home:Watsonville, CA  
Sex: Male   Weight: 9 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Snaggle Tooth

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-disabled -cat rescue

Coloration:
Gray and White

Likes:
to be left alone by the other kitties, but loves cuddling with my boyfriend or me.

Pet-Peeves:
He really doesn't have pet peeves as far as I can tell.

Favorite Toy:
He has made it quite clear that he is not the slightest bit interested in toys.

Favorite Nap Spot:
While in the house, Jeffery likes to lie in two places only. One is under the end table and the other is on the sofa.

Favorite Food:
Jeffery prefers fish flavors in canned food and is not particular about the flavor of his dry food, which amazingly he can chew even with his missing tooth. Though he is a bit sloppy and spills his water everywhere.

Skills:
Even with his advanced age, arthritis and muscle weakness, Jeffery can leap a six foot fence in a single bound!

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Jeffery was in a forest fire called the Trabing Fire in June 2008. He was rescued by the fire crew and taken to the shelter in Scotts Valley, California. His owners were able to identify him, but they were not able to keep him anymore due to the loss of their home. It just so happened at that time, I was looking for an older cat to keep company with my very old calico, Keli Clementine. She didn't like it anymore that I was gone a lot to the doctor's and complained when I came home, and needed lots of holding. The shelter where Jeffery was staying is a "no kill" shelter. However, if a cat is too old and sick, sometimes they will be euthanized. I was very fortunate to find Jeffery before that decision was made for him. The shelter had a program where certain "difficult to adopt" kitties are given a home with a great discount to the adopter. As it turned out Jeffery was a complete gift.

Bio:
I don't know for sure what Jeffery's life was like all those years, but I can imagine that he spent a lot of time outdoors, as that is where he prefers to be. He does not wander but spends his time in the front yard tucked underneath a fifteen foot pine tree. I suppose that is the closest to feeling "at home" as he can be. So, I am glad to let him have his freedom in whatever time he has left. A few other cats in the neighborhood have free range, but they give him a wide berth. Even though he is very skinny, he was once a very large cat. He measures 34 inches from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail. So, he can be an imposing presence to those puny neighborhood cats. He also has a ferocious growl and hiss. I have never seen him do anything more aggressive. I guess over the years, he has learned to act tough and that way he doesn't have to waste his energy being in a fight. Jeffery and Keli took about a week to get used to each other's presence and led a peaceful co-existence. Though, they never snuggled, they often sat or lay down in close proximity to each other. When meeting in a doorway, they had a tendency to hiss. So I thought they were not the best of friends, but tolerant house mates. When Keli died, Jeffery did something very extraordinary (in my opinion). He jumped up on the bed and laid down right beside her, almost nose to nose. That is way closer than they had ever been while she was alive. He sat with her body for about an hour before he got down. I couldn't bring myself to make him get down, even though I wanted to lie down beside her. A Jewish friend told me that Jeffery was "sitting shiva", a form of respect for the dead. As I mentioned Jeffery is very thin. He has arthritis and he has lost muscle mass in his hind legs. He also, at some time in his life lost one of his upper "canine" teeth. So his face has a lopsided appearance. When Keli was alive, she would come to me and alert me that Jeffery was outside the door wanting to come in. How did I know that this was the message she was trying to impart to me? She would come to me and lift up the one side of her cheek that was affected in Jeffery's face imitating his appearance. She wouldn't let me pick her up at those times but would keep just out of my reach until I would get up and follow her to the door. And of course there was Jeffery waiting to come in. After Keli died, Jeffery stopped eating. No matter what tempting morsel I put before him, he was not interested. Even though I felt I needed time to grieve Keli, I could see that if I didn't do something soon, I would also lose Jeffery. So I searched the internet looking at all the kitties offered in a four county region. I ended up in Pacific Grove, about 45 miles away adopting Ninja. Suddenly Jeffery had some competition for food, and he was very interested in eating once again. Update: Jeffery died Sept 23, 2009. He is buried in the front yard by his pine tree.

Forums Motto:
I miss my forest more than anything.

I've Been On Catster Since:
September 17th 2009 More than 7 years!

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Catster Id:
1037361


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