Age: 8 Years Sex: Male Weight: 12 lbs.
|Home:Richmond/lakeside, VA |
Leave a treat for but what about BOB?
Catster stats for but what about BOB?
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THE WEASEL,psycho bob, ROBERT, bobble, bob-bob
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Being the weasel, water, sprinkles (with water), water, momma's toes, ambushing people/cats.
Being touched in the morning, not being allowed to drink out of the toilet, movement near the edge of the bed/in the house, any other cats being petted in front of or near him, the cat opthalmologist, the cat cardiologist.
Styrofoam, anyone who moves, screens, the cursor on the computer, closet shelves, ankles, small smooshie balls.
Favorite Nap Spot:
On poppies chest, while sucking on his shirt. Anyplace that blocks a point of entry.
Asparagus, salad, fingernail clippings, styrofoam.
Refridgerator inspection, screen strength inspector, ability to reach any spot in the house using any means necessary, styrofoam shredder, expert in sucking on t-shirts.
My husband states we are being punished for sins in a prior life. By the way, he is not a cat person, as he reminds me on a regular basis. Bob is a foster child gone bad. In actuality, he came to me in a box from a lady who transported him for someone who rescued him and couldn't keep him. He was 3 months old, with an infected face. I took bob (then boy kitty) to the vet, and took him to my husband's place of work to ask if I could foster him for a few weeks. I know this was dirty pool, the two women who work with my husband were all goo-goo eyed over the kitty, and I knew my husband won't say no in front of them. He said yes, and then we discovered all of BOB's medical problems, and the cost incurred in treating them. When it was time for BOB to be adopted out, my husband became upset, stating it was telling BOB that no one loved him, and how could we do that to him. (BOB or my husband, I don't know.) So we kept him. Then he turned into the tazmanian devil, who terrorizes the other cats, and was determined to run a little dictatorship in his little part of the world. So, now that BOB is king of all he surveys, we sleep with one eye open, not knowing when BOB will strike next. We have a beware of BOB sign in front of our house.
BOB is bowlegged. He has a third degree heart mumur, which doesn't slow him down, unfortunately. He also has eyelid agenesis, which is an inherited eyelid defect where the outer, upper portion of his eyelid is missing, and his eyelashes turn inward. Bob had a perforated corneal ulcer which was discovered in January, and now, after surgery on his cornea, freezing his eyelashes off to avoid a recurrence of his eyeball ulcer, and 9 months of vet visits and antibiotics (anyone need some antibiotic eye drops?) he has received a clean bill of health for his eye. There is a scar there, but the vet is confident he still has excellent vision in that eye. The cat cardiologist that BOB goes to twice yearly states his heart murmur is not too bad (grade 3 out of 6), and that he should live a long and healthy life.
December of this same year, Bob has had more cryo on his eyelids, because of six pesky eyelashes. His surgical eye is doing fine, we are fighting an infection in his "good" eye now. The cryosurgery was a little rough on that one. Another few months of eye doctor visits.... Bob single handedly is financing the upgrades in the doctors office. Nice Christmas gift.
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It's all fun 'til someone loses an eye.
I've Been On Catster Since:
|April 7th 2006
||More than 7 years!
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