Nicknames: Beepers is a nickname derived from his 'official' name. Also: Beeps, "handsome", and Buddy.
Gotcha Date: January 10th 2010
Birthday: September 15th 1998
Likes: Petting, brushing, affection... Ashlynne.
Pet-Peeves: He's really very easy going, but he's not fond of having his claws trimmed. When we adopted him, he didn't like to be held or carried, but after a couple of years, he decided they're both okay!
Favorite Toy: Loves a catnip fortune cookie made by Jack Kayden's mommy. He also loves home-made pipe-cleaner "bug" toys, and strings, ribbons or feathers on a wand.
Favorite Nap Spot: His heated bed and a basket filled with soft blankets in a sunny window. Wherever Ashlynne is napping is a favorite spot, too.
Favorite Food: Fancy Feast turkey or chicken. He loves real turkey and real chicken! He also loves freeze-dried chicken, but he inhales it so fast, I'm not sure how he even tastes it.
Skills: Does a Dreamboat need skills?
Arrival Story: It was a little Burmese sweetie, Lola, who helped mend our hearts after Scooter went to the Bridge. Lola's time with us was so short, though, before she, too, went to the Bridge that I felt there must be a purpose. When a Catster friend offered to help us locate a "retired" Burmese show cat -- if we were interested and when the time was right -- I wondered if that was the 'purpose,' so I accepted her offer but told her it was still too soon. I wanted to see where it led, though. We really wanted to adopt two older cats and our 'ideal' was a bonded pair, but I doubted that came available often. It WAS available! Her friend had a pair of older Burmese that she wanted to place in a good home: a male, Beepers, age 11, and his daughter, Ashlynne, age 9 1/2. They had a home with her and always would have if she couldn't find another good home to take them, but they were confined to one room because Beepers didn't get along with her other cats and picked on some of them. He got along well and was bonded with his daughter Ashlynne, though. Their owner wanted them to have the run of the house and be able to sleep with their people at night -- something she couldn't provide them. She would not separate them, so it had to be a home with no cats that would take two older cats. That was us! I felt that was the 'purpose': we were meant to give these two Burmese a chance for a better life... for Lola, for Beepers and Ashlynne, for their owner as well as for us. They were a long way from us, in Cleveland, Ohio, though. We weren't comfortable having them flown to us in pet cargo because they couldn't get from Cleveland to Albuquerque without a transfer. So on January 9, 2010, we flew to Cleveland and returned home with them the next day. Huge thanks to my Catster friend -- the mom of PJ, Callie Jean, Velvet Rose and Katrina -- for telling us about Beepers and Ashlynne and for immeasurable help in carrying out the mission to bring them home.
Bio: Beepers is a pedigreed Burmese, registered in both CFA and TICA. He attained his Championship title in CFA in 1999, then was a "sire" at Vindouro and Laki Catteries in PA. In July 2004 he earned the title of Outstanding Sire in TICA for having produced 10 offspring who earned TICA Grand Championships. After being retired as a sire in Dec. 2004, he lived at Ringapurr Cattery in OH, where he returned to the show ring and went on to attain his Supreme Grand Championship Alter in TICA (March 2005) and Grand Premiership in CFA (May 2005). In July 2007 he was awarded a Lifetime Achievement Award in TICA, for having at least 2 Regional and 1 International wins in a 3-year period (2005-2007). All those achievements were prior to the time we adopted Beepers in January, 2010, though. He now enjoys his life of total retirement! His main achievements now are sleeping, eating, playing, licking Ashlynne, snuggling (with Ashlynne and with us) and purring, while retaining the handsome good looks that earned him so many titles. He's a sweet boy and a good boy (except when he's not!), and we couldn't be more happy that we can provide him a retirement home. He and Ashlynne bring a lot of happiness to us.
Thank you to everyone who sent me birthday wishes and gifts for my 17th birthday this past week!
After 3 days of trying to leave individual thank-you gifts in return, I just could not accomplish that on this broken-down site. But today, I was finally able to get to the Gift Shop and send thanks to everyone at once. At least I hope I got it right, and a member of each family who sent a gift to me received a gift and thanks in return. If not, I apologize . . . but pass the blame to my mom . . . because, of course, it wasn't my fault!
Manytoes sent a birthday keepsake photo, too. I couldn't upload it to my PhotoBook, but I can show it here. Thank you, Manytoes and family, for the birthday photo.
Then, would you believe Mom and Dad took me to the vet the day after my birthday? I know, I thought it was a terrible thing to do to me, too. I had just been there a couple of weeks before! My regular vet wasn't there at the earlier visit, though, and I was barely eating at the time, so that was the urgent thing that had to be taken care of then. The other vet helped me get started eating again. The good news from that visit was that my kidney numbers were better than they had been 3 months earlier!
At this latest visit to the vet, I had gained some weight. That was the good news! The bad news was that Mom showed the vet a video of me having some twitches and sudden jerky movements, and the vet said they're seizures. They don't last long and I don't lose consciousness or have a full-blown grand mal type of seizure, but they have been progressing slightly in frequency and severity.
The vet had a guess as to the reason for the seizures -- a meningioma -- but it would take an MRI and possibly other tests to get a real diagnosis, then surgery to remove the growth if it is a meningioma. Mom and Dad won't put me through that at my age, but will treat the symptoms when and if it becomes necessary. They don't bother me much right now, so we hope it stays that way.
Life is still good, but I think I have to agree that getting olde ain't fur sissies.
I don't understand why the plumbers who were here today didn't want my help. They wouldn't even let me get close enough to see what they were doing. Shooed me away, they did! They were no fun at all.
I like the cable guy better.
In other happenings, I decided to put on my Pirate page and go out with a big BOOM when all our page decorations disappear next week. Bring on the new platform, let's get this ship sailing smoothly again!
I had some turkey today. OHMYCAT! Was it ever good!
I only got a tiny little bit, though, and I wanted more. So I got on the table. Mom gave me a little more, but it still wasn't enough, so I tried to get the turkey on her plate. That got me put on the floor.
So I got on the counter. I was this close || to getting the turkey there when I got busted again. Then I got shut in the bedroom while they put the turkey away.
BUT, Mom brought me another little dish of turkey. Oh, turkey, I love you! You got me! I'm yours. ♥
Ashlynne didn't want any turkey, though. Sometimes I wonder if she's really my daughter. Maybe Pansy was right...