Likes: Playing in water and getting his face washed
Pet-Peeves: When he wasn't allowed to go with me
Favorite Toy: A crumbled piece of paper he could play fetch with
Favorite Nap Spot: The "S" Chair
Favorite Food: Fish
Skills: Gae could fetch, open closet and cupboard doors and swim
Arrival Story: An old boyfriend gave him to me for Christmas. They had a hard time trying to decide whether to keep him or sell him and after a very detailed interview they let me have him. His name was made up from different words that descriped him. It is pronounced Guy-la-pier.
Bio: Gaelapeer was a very special cat and friend. He was the most intelligent animal I have ever had and Careforme reminds me so very much of him. He was very affectionate and if I was reading or doing something and he wanted attention, he would take his paw and turn my chin to look at him. Care does the same thing. Gaelapeer loved water! I used to fill the bathtub up so he could walk around in it. The worst part was drying him off afterward. He would hide his toys in my shoes, dig all the tissues out of the tissue box, grab the tiolet paper and decorate the entire apartment with it. I was a Girl Scout Leader and we did a lot of camping. Gaelapeer and Duremaphon always went with us but I had to crate them. Gaelapeer would unzip the tent and go on adventures while everyone was sleeping! When I was in college I got up one morning and Gaelapeer was just looking into his food dish meowing and throwing a temper tantrum. I looked into the dish and there was food there so I ignored him and took my shower. After I had my contact lenses in I returned to the kitchen and Gae was still at his food meowing and stamping his feet. When I looked into his bowl I saw why. It was crawling with ants! Had to call the landlord to take care of that one. My sister always said he was the only animal she had ever seen who would throw a literal temper tantrum when he was upset. He would meow louder and louder and stamp his front feet until he got what he wanted. Too funny. If he wanted to eat earlier than what was scheduled, he would open the cupboard doors and push all of his canned food off the shelves onto the floor. It didn't matter that he had dry food available at all times; he wanted the canned and he never did figure out how to use that can opener. When I was in college he used to crawl into my backpack himself. I never caught him while he was doing it so I am not sure how he managed that one but I did get a picture of it. I used to walk him on a leash and people sometimes took him for a dog. My landlord used to say, "There's Sc and her attack cats." When he was two he had to have his urinary tract rerouted. He eventually needed a liver transplant and that wasn't available in 1984. It broke my heart when he went to Rainbow Bridge. He is buried at Breezy Pines Pet Cemetery in Cato, NY. I will miss you forever my precious one.