Nicknames: Bear (Torbjorn means Thor's Bear in Norwegian), Bearski, Fuzzy Brother
Birthday: March 27th 2009
Likes: Chasing his jingle ball around the house and getting treats, He also likes watching the squirrels eat sunflower seeds on the deck.
Pet-Peeves: Being picked up when he doesn't want to be. And cat shows. Especially cat shows.
Favorite Toy: Jingle ball!
Favorite Nap Spot: Top level of the cat tree.
Favorite Food: Freeze-dried cod, chicken or venison.
Skills: He likes to "sit" against the doorjamb or the wall with his hind legs stretched out and his belly showing.
Arrival Story: We just wanted another kitten, and ended up with two (Victoria the Ragdoll joined us, too)
Bio: Bear came to us from Kashi Saga cattery. His full name is Kashi Saga Pirate Torbjorn. Showing a cat was on my "bucket list," so Bear was groomed and primped and went to cat shows for about a year. He won quite a few ribbons, but gradually grew to dislike being judged (can't blame him there!) After he hissed at several judges and took a swipe at one, I got the hint. Bear is a gorgeous example of his breed, but he doesn't need a ribbon or a trophy to prove it!
We have big snow in the forecast again, and Mom is so not happy. Her back and shoulders are in bad shape from chipping ice and shoveling snow. She still has just enough space in the driveway to pull in, make a K-turn and park facing out so she doesn't have to back out onto our sometimes-busy road.
But she has been to the grocery store to stock up, and we have plenty of food and litter. There is gas for the snow thrower if she can get it up the back slope to the driveway, and the car tank is full in case Dad has to get to the hospital. Not much more she can do, except pray for spring to get here.
Hoping all of our friends are prepared for Winter Storm Titan. Stay safe and stay home if you can.
Good news! Dad got to come home from the hospital yesterday. We were so happy to see him. He actually had to shut me out of the office for a while so he could catch up on some paperwork, because I would NOT stay off his keyboard. Can't help it. I'm a devoted fan of Dad.
The only hard part was getting from the street to our front door, because Mom made a tactical error in not hauling out the snowthrower as soon as it stopped snowing Wednesday (well, it was dark by that time, after all).
Thursday morning, the driveway was 6 inches of snow under 2 inches of ice. The snowthrower just rolled over the top -- couldn't even break through it. It took Mom three hours to break the ice and shovel it away, a little at a time, ahead of her car to get it out. And even then she needed the help of two strangers to stop traffic and help her "rock" it out of the driveway and onto the street.
The driveway is still impassable, but she chiseled out a pathway from the street to the door for Dad, and sanded it down. Going to be a while before we park in the driveway again.
Today, Mom got us signed up at Cathugger, and we've already seen some of our friends there. They have some fun games to play (Kibbles is already winning trophies for his Word Game skills!). Mom wiped out at the Cyberhorde game, and is No. 21,900 or something on the leaderboard for another game. Maybe she'll get better. Maybe not. She's really there to stay in touch with our Catster friends.
We hope to see more of you there soon, but if not, we hope you will let us know where you will be so we can reach our good friends.
This has been a pretty awful week for our humans. Dad is in the hospital for the second time in three weeks, because of bad side effects from his chemotherapy. Mom is fighting the snow and ice and trying to see Dad and trying to get to work, and is feeling a bit frazzled.
She's also trying to spend some extra time with us, because we really miss Dad. But she leaves early in the morning so she can see Dad before she goes to work, and doesn't get home until 10:30 or 11 p.m.
Today she is working from home because the roads are solid ice again, so maybe we will see a bit more of her. I know she'd feel better if she'd let us snuggle with her a little.