Max (1981-2000)

Russian Blue/Breed Unknown
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Home:Penfield, NY  
Sex: Male

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-pound cat


Being petted on the head from the front. Any time anyone tried to do this, he would attack the hand in question, sometimes wrapping himself completely around the attached arm!

Favorite Toy:
Crinkled-up aluminum foil balls and furry mice.

Favorite Nap Spot:
He had so many!

Favorite Food:
Milk from the bottom of the cereal bowl.

Max was skilled at the high-jump and the game of fetch.


Arrival Story:
Shortly after we were married, my husband and I decided to adopt a kitten. We lived in an apartment and both really wanted a pet. We got Max from the local ASPCA when he was about 3 months old. He was a beautiful kitten and took over the house immediately. He did all the endearing things that kittens do for their owners. He knocked over a bicycle by jumping up on it's seat and subsequently knocked out three of his baby teeth. He caught a mouse one night and brought it up onto our bed, dropped it, and then proceeded to "play" with it because it wasn't dead! He found some tea bags that I had in the kitchen one day when I was at work. They were some sort of "relaxing" blend of teas. When I got home, he was sprawled on the kitchen floor with all the tea bags either ripped apart or soaking wet. (I read the label on the box and the teabags had catnip in them!)

Max grew with us. He never had another animal to share the house with, so we became his toys! He was not a particularly friendly cat. He loved hiding and then when someone would walk by, he would attack them and bite their ankles and run away. He seemed to especially dislike children under 2 ft tall. So, I would put him upstairs whenever we had short company. But, he did love me. (I don't think he was ever really sure about my husband! haha!) He used to nuzzle my ear and clean my hair for me. At night he would sleep, stretched out, right next to me. Once I had to spend three days in the hospital, and my husband said that he spent the whole time (even sleeping) on the dining room table, watching the door. When we had kids, however, his attitude changed. He was very protective of them as babies and never once was aggressive towards them. I have 19 years of stories about Max, but, suffice it to say, he was my sweetheart. I loved him so much. When he became old he never really got sick, he just wore out. He was blind and couldn't get around anymore. I took care of him, fed him baby food, the whole nine yards. It was the hardest thing that I have had to do when I had to decide to have him put down. I stayed with him in the vet's office, and they were very kind. I brought him home and buried him by the garden in the back yard. Made him a headstone and everything. Anyway, we didn't spend long without some fur in the house! A few months later we started the cycle up again with TWO furry babies!

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Rainbow Bridge Kitties

I've Been On Catster Since:
February 27th 2005 More than 11 years!

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