Favorite Toy: Haven't seen him play--he is still weak
Favorite Nap Spot: Mommi's bed
Favorite Food: just kibbles
Skills: Beinggentle and wonderful
Arrival Story: We were walking one day from the pharmacy, and we spied a very thin and beautiful white cat, who was sitting at the front porch of his home. Roberta said, "He used to always sit in that window! Now look, the house is all empty and it has a "For Sale" sign. We called kitty, kitty, and he followed us home, preferring to walk beside my cane, by my left leg, for some reason. We took him home and fed him. He is of sweet temperament. And we founf him just around the day Joe Thunderbear went to the bridge. He is a bit smudgy, and our photos don't show how skinny he really is (remember the camera adds 10 pounds!) Also his fur is very long. He is of slight build, and delicate in appearance. Well, we had to take him home and feed him.
He has been a good kitty except for last night, April 9 when he took every item of beauty products out of the straw basket and flung them on the floor, and flun an old xylocaine pain patch into the toilet! This frightened Mommi, but he has shown no ill effects. Mommi told Ro, "Som of thos items, like the big Nail polish remover bottle, seem hard to grasp. It all seems rather mysterious to me.
We think we are falling in love.....=^..^=
Freddy Mercury here. Well, I am still waiting to have my operation. I found out through the catnip patch the operation will keep me from having kittens with girls and fighting and roaming. It sounds like no fun, but my new brother, Barney Joe Thunderbear, told me it is not bad at all, and that he does not remember a thing. So I think Mommi will go this week to put the money down for the appointment. It is a place called SAAF, and it does not cost as much as going to the vet. And they will operate on wild feral cats for only $25, and they give you a trap to capture them with. It is a pretty good thing. Mommi and them can only afford to have my operation right now--they used to have cats and dogs rescued and get them operations and take them to the doctor if they are sick, but it is expensive and Mommi says it is heart-breaking.
Anyway, I am feeling better about it now.
Freddy Mercury Thunderbear
Well, much as I love it here, I must excape, as I am going to have the operation soon--they are going next Thursday to put the money down to secure my appointment and I bet my appointment will be a few days after that---unLESS for some unimaginable reason, Mommi and Auntie Ro change their minds, which won't happen as Sophie and Julia are chasing me about the house and for some reason I want to chase them back. It is all so confusing. Hmmm....plus, I feel the urge to wander the countryside, like the famous Kittyman. Today I clumb up in the window the one with the screen in it and gazed longingly into the front yard. There is a Catalpa tree out there, and a white cat with blue eyes who is feral and they feed him here. Hmmmm....for some reason I want to fight him. *sigh* What are all these strange feelings?
I hear I will get fat and lazy if I have the operation....Mommi closed her window in her room further---purrhaps if I make a run for it....
Hmmmm. Must plot a way to escape my new home---do not get me wrong, it is everything a cat could ask for. Firstly, if the world of THUNDERCATS* does not know my story---oh, I think I told it many times and in a past Diary entry---how I was left to starve by my ex-peope with a "For Sale" sign by me and the house.
Anyway, I am going to have the "operation" I have heard tell of it in the catnip patch but I cannot put the pieces together. I wil not like grrrls anymore (oh no! :(..), and it will take the restlessness and fight out of me. I am a good street fighter--oh, dear, I will get fat and lazy.
I have excaped twice before, onecet for three days--I am long and wiry and slip out--but I got the hungrification wobbles and came home.