Nicknames: Beepers is a nickname derived from his 'official' name. Also: Beeps, "handsome", and Buddy.
Birthday: September 15th 1998
Likes: Petting, brushing, affection... Ashlynne.
Pet-Peeves: He's really very easy going, although he's not always fond of being held.
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 the window perch heated by the sun. Wherever Ashlynne is napping is a favorite spot, too.
Favorite Food: Fancy Feast-turkey or chicken in gravy. He loves Halo Liv-a-Littles freeze dried chicken and Bravo freeze-dried turkey, but he inhales them so fast, I'm not sure how he even tastes them.
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.
Today is Ashlynne's and my 4-year anniversary on Catster. We have 4 candles on our cake now!
We arrived at our new home on January 10, 2010. It was a couple days later -- January 12, 2010 -- before Mom had time to make our Catster pages.
I didn't even remember it was our Catsterversary until I was reading Sissy's diary. She's been on Catster 8 years today. I happened to think this must be about the date that we joined, too -- and it is!
We've had a good time on Catster and made lots of friends in those 4 years. We received a lot of support when Ashlynne had to have her eye removed. In fact, Ashlynne's life may have been saved because our Mom read in the Catster forums about Natasha's iris melanoma.
We can thank another Catster member for finding us our home, too. The mom of Catster Katrina told our mom about us and that led to us being adopted and moving from Ohio to New Mexico and our new home. Today is also Katrina's birthday!
Catster has been very important to us, and we hope to be here celebrating again next year, and the year after that, and...
This morning Mom made a tiny change in one of my Fun Stuff bio fields… and everything in every field disappeared! She tried putting something back in, but it doesn't work. It just gets wiped out again.
It also happened to others, which I discovered after my bio fields disappeared. It was reported to HQ, who replicated the problem and turned it over to the Techno Cats to fix. HQ advised not to change anything in your Fun Stuff bio fields for now!
Below is a link to the All Paws Bulletin Group, the BOLO (Be On The Lookout) thread, page 168, where Watch Dog said not to make changes. (The problem was first discussed on page 167.)
Jeepers, this business of getting old is getting old!
Almost 2 years ago, the vet took most of the teeth I had left. I still have my bottom fangs and incisors, but she took my top fangs and the other teeth on top except for two incisors. That was it -- two little incisors were the only teeth I had left on the top!
Now those are gone, too! A few months ago when I was at the vet for a check-up, Mom had the vet check my mouth because she thought something looked strange about those two incisors. Something was strange, alright. One incisor was missing. Gone! The one that was left was very loose, too.
The vet thought the remaining incisor was so loose that he could give me some pain medication and pull it -- no anesthesia. The tooth wasn't bothering me, though, and Mom didn't like the idea of my tooth being pulled that way. It didn't seem to warrant me having anesthesia so it could be pulled, either, especially since I have kidney disease.
So they left my tooth alone, hoping it would fall out easily on its own, and Mom was to continue watching me to make sure it wasn't bothering me. She kept bugging me, looking in my mouth. The tooth kept hanging in there! MOL!
I've been picky about my food the last few days, so Mom checked my mouth again yesterday. I really don't like her doing that!
This time, that tooth was gone … missing… nowhere to be found.
Where'd my tooth go? I need it for the Tooth Fairy!