Photo Comments Age: 13 Years Sex: Male Weight: 18 lbs.
Leave a treat for Oliver
Ollie, Ollibur, theBEAST
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October 28th 2003
Black Tiger and White
Causing trouble and tormenting the ladies of the house.
He doesn't like girls, hates an empty food bowl, and dislikes having his nails trimmed-- but mommy insists!
Sparkle-balls! Ever seen one? He can't live without them, and most cats couldn't care less if they ever owned one.
Favorite Nap Spot:
The top hammock on the cat tree, because he's the most dominant cat in the household.
Crackers, cookies, anything he can crunch.
He opens cabinet doors, unlocks wire crates, and has been known to deliberately knock over the candy-jar of catnip and make sure the lid either breaks or falls off.
Oliver was found by a couple from Florida in Starved Rock State Park. They were traveling through and took the time to rescue him, but were unable to keep him themselves. I'm not even sure how they got our name, but somehow they tracked me down at my office and asked if I could take in a four-month old kitten. Though I shook my head in disbelief at my own gullibility I said yes, and they brought a squaling cardboard box to my office. By the end of the day I had a splitting headache, and I swore he was getting neutered and finding a new home. That was two years ago-- he's our pride and joy.
Oliver made friends with our cat, Chaucer. They were inseperable for months. One day Chaucer somehow escaped outside, we think our home helper must have let him out. We found him three days later, after he had been attacked by a dog and left to die. It was a tragic day in our lives, but moreso for Oliver, who lost his closest friend and companion. Before our very eyes Oliver developed all types of displaced aggression. He stopped using the litterbox, started attacking the other cats, calling and crying on a nearly constant basis and seemed almost to be looking at us, as though to say, where did he go?? We tried more than once to find a suitable friend for Oliver, and more often than not, he scared the friend to death, antagonizing them no end. Finally, we gave up, and decided we'd just have to deal with Oliver as he was. Then, by sheer chance we took in another orange tabby that looked so much like Chaucer. Wouldn't you know it?? Oliver and Fischer are nearly as close as Chaucer and Oliver ever were. We have our dear sweet boy again, and though he still causes trouble, he's certainly a happier man these days.
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Rebel with Claws.
I've Been On Catster Since:
|February 20th 2006
||More than 10 years!
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