Photo Comments Sex: Male Weight: 11 lbs.
Leave a treat for Garfield (In Loving Memory)
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He loved hanging out in his Mom's room more than anything
His little "sister" Nermal
Favorite Nap Spot:
Anywhere in the sun
Mac & cheese, pizza, ice cream
indoors and outdoors
Garfield Morris was a sweet [neutered] "tom cat", not unlike his namesakes, that I got when I was in junior high school. He was just six weeks old when my Mom brought him home from work one day. She got him from a nurse at the hospital where she works. I'll never forget the day she brought him home. He was so tiny and smelled so good....the nurse's daughter had bathed him in Chanel 5 before sending him to us. ;-) He was such a scaredy cat back then and was most definitely frightened of me. It didn't take us long before we were the best of friends though. He loved to go for rides in the car and some of his favorite foods were macaroni & cheese and pizza. He became best buddies with my rabbit, B.R., who passed away a couple of years later. They used to love to run and chase each other in our backyard.
In 1984 when my Mom and I moved, Garfield had to go and live with my Mom's sister in Prentiss, Mississippi, which is a very rural area. He loved to roam the woods and bring back little "gifts" and leave them on the doorstep. I would come home from college every weekend to visit him. It seems like he was always there waiting on me every Friday and he watched me leave every Sunday.
Garfield was ever the practical joker. Living in the country, people often left their doors and windows open. I remember one time when my Mom had left for Jackson, Mississippi, and got halfway home before she realized that Garfield had stowed away in her car. She drove all the way back to Prentiss and opened the door for him to hop out, then she drove on out of the driveway, without saying a word. Garfield was always getting in/on people's vehicles, including motorcycles.
My aunt and uncle later moved to Vicksburg, Mississippi, and took Garfield with them. He liked it even better there, although the chipmunk and squirrel population greatly decreased after his arrival. ;-) One day in 1989, Garfield didn't show up when I arrived for my weekend visit. We all spent many days calling and hunting for him, but we never could find him. Sometimes, I wonder whether or not Garfield would still be with us if circumstances were different and he were an indoor only kitty back then. I'd like to think that he's somewhere over the Rainbow Bridge now in the big, happy hunting grounds in the sky.
I promise I didn't do it this time!
I've Been On Catster Since:
|August 23rd 2005
||More than 11 years!
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