Nicknames: Goose, Goose on the loose, Gooser, Googins, Googins McGooseygander, Guhguhguhgoose, Eddimuhgoose, Edguhguhguhguh, Guhguhguh, Baba Loo, Bubba Loo, Baba, Bub, Babadda, Mama's Boy, Eggy, Eggs N. Bacon, Eggman & Grrr
Gotcha Date: May 10th 2002
Birthday: May 12th 1999
Likes: Mama! His Bedgrrrs (kitty beds & baskets, get it? Edgrrr's bedgrrrs!) Small toys that he can carry in his mouth & sing while doing so. Playing with his newest buddy, Woodelly WooWoo/Ding. Occasional birdwatching & sleeping on Mama although he is like
Pet-Peeves: Not being the alpha male. (achieved circa 2010) Closed doors. Being "dressed up" for pictures, although he will endure them & without the get ups, he's a ham. He's also unamused by the dog when she steals HIS food.
Favorite Toy: Smaller toys that can be carried in his mouth: lil' mice, stuffed trinkets, & straws (the one's we humans drink with)
Favorite Nap Spot: In the KING SIZED bedgrrr (our bed) or his choice of 3 kitty bedgrrrs, especially with the fluffy-fuzzy stuff. He also LOVES sleeping under the Christmas tree, where we will put a couple of bedgrrrs for him. He also loved sunny windows
Favorite Food: Royal Canin 33 dry & Nutro Canned (Beef Ragout is current fav.). He also enjoys "sweets!" He loves pancakes, cake, cookies, ice cream & "whizzies" (whipped cream shots). He also enjoyed just about everything else & in later years was my taste tester.
Skills: Edgrrr's most skilled at being a "mighty hunter" (of stuffed toys, some bigger than himself & he'd also bring me socks, underwear & once brought me an onion!) as he would bring me his bounty to lay on my bed, in a row, he'd sing a hearty song! He was a go
Arrival Story: I'll never understand people who buy purebred cats & then chuck them out as if they are trash. Whomever owned my sweet BabaLoo before throwing him away was sure to declaw him, but did not neuter him. I'm guessing the former owner was of the "artsy fartsy, frou frou, upper crusty" sort who wanted to make more money by using him as a stud. Perhaps Edgrrr didn't know the rules of the game & peed on a really pricy couch or rug, as he was found roaming a VERY well-to-do neighborhood without his claws, but with his, uh, hmmm, you folks should get the picture. His picture & description was put on found posters & put up all over the place & local vets were told of where he was found & of the shelter who was holding him. He was in the system for over a year without anyone inquiring about him, or offering to adopt him. The shelter decided that he would have a better chance by placing him in the PetsMart adoption bin & as fate would have it, we found each other, most likely in the nick of time. When my husband & I went to buy the petly provisions, I took a look at the "inmates" & saw that I was able to go into the room for a better look. I said hello to everyone & all the kitties would respond to my speaking to or petting them, except for this guy. He was skinny & sleeping in his potty. It was only after when I picked him up & held him did he let out a heartwrenching meow & tucked his head in the crook of my arm. When he opened his eyes, I saw how brilliantly blue they were & saw the absolute need of love in him. It was a few days before my birthday & after doing all the paperwork & finagling, he came home to us on my birthday & has been the best gift ever. He helped me through some personally trying times with illness & the loss of my dearest puss Manny. Edgrrr is a great friend & sweet kitty. Edgrrr loves Mama & Mama sure loves her Edgrrr!
Bio: After joining us in our home, Edgrrr had a hard time fitting in with the rest of the gang, as he is declawed. He found friendship in our "Big Daddy" Chowder, but just when they got really tight with each other, old age stole Chowder away from us in June, 2004. Chowder's son, Manny (the other greatest puss who'd ever lived!) had helped Edgrrr get through the grief & chummed up to him. Just over a year after losing Ol' Chowderpuss, Manny had to be euthanized on Sept. 23, 2005 after suffering a very quick & nasty illness that stole him away in less than 3 weeks of the initial symptoms. Both Edgrrr & I (as well as Manny's brother Leo, who is deaf & relied on Manny for a whole bunch of things, & their sister Dottie) grieved this loss very hard. Things took a turn for the better when I brought home Sugar Wray Atlantic Blue WooWoo (the aforementioned "Woodelly WooWoo" *update* He now prefers to be called DingDong or simply Ding) & February's Muddy Waters (a.k.a. Pansy Petunia or Zee for short), 2 Siamese kitties. Although Ding has a nasty case of genetic Eosinophilic Granuloma Complex & may have a short life ahead of him, he & Edgrrr are dearest buddies. The 3 of them, all pal around & are referred to as "the blue eyed crew." May God grant Edgrrr & I a break in his shortlived "kitty" friendships & let Woo/Ding live longer than Edgrrr does (thankfully, that's been granted & Edgrrr also chummed it up with & helped raise our newest kittens; Shelby Winkleton & Kirby Q. Stinklewicz & actually became the Alpha male circa 2010). Everyone needs a good friend, no matter what species, & WooWoo & Edgrrr are best friends. *update* Edgrrr had achieved Alpha status & was basically everyone's friend. He was a very diplomatic & even took to helping raise our puppy/now 4 years old dog Heidi. He would allow everyone to join us on the bed as long as he got his favorite & preferred spots which were on my chest or in the crook of my arms so he could have access to petting & chin skritches.
I'm doing well. Enjoying the cooling off after a roasty toasty summer. I'm a little stiff with arthritis, thanks to the original, butthead people who had me declawed & then threw me out like trash, the arthritis is really pronounced in my front paws, but my heart is still murmuring & I'm still purring. I enjoy spending my time up on the bed, on my pillow, next to my mama while she does some weird stuff on this little screen with buttons while this big screen up on the wall blares & babbles. Lately, my minions, SugarWray & our newest recruit Chooch, will join us & we find our comfy spots & snooze or bathe or just admire mama. I've been losing weight, along with the others who are older than me, so Mama & Dad have been feeding me kitten food for higher protein. Stuff is awesome & I don't get the poots from it. I also enjoy a cookie, biscuit, pancake, oh & ice cream & whizzies (whipped cream) too, as I am an odd cat who has a sweet tooth. Life is good. I may be getting up in years, but I dig it. I was elected as Alpha male. The other cats treat me well & don't muss with me. When they act up, I simply lay my paw on their heads & they remember to play nice. Gosh, it's good to be the King.
A few years ago, my vet noticed a heart murmur & advised my humans to keep an eye on me. Then last year, my murmur was quite noticeable & my vet recommended I be taken to a feline cardiologist, but as the cost was formidable, they couldn't do it. I developed pink eye a few days ago & was seen at the vet's today & now, my humans MUST have my murmur addressed, thankfully my human daddy had some $ set aside so they can afford it, & I am to be seen be a wonderful feline/canine cardiologist on Tuesday, April 5th & my humans are worried sick that they have waited too long to help me. Feline cardiomyopathy is not rare, but it is often deadly & the way we kitties can die from it vary from a quick sudden death (which my step-brother Tigger died from) or a long suffering, painful death by throwing a clot which mimics a stroke or broken legs. To die that way would be horrible, especially since my human Mama loves me like crazy & I lover her the same & as she deals with chronic pain, she would be unforgiving of herself if I were to suffer in any way. We're reading a lot of stuff & we have found that there is good news with the chances of my getting on medication that will help me & prevent me from dying in agony. I am no fan of going to the vet, but if it means I get to spend more time with my humans, I will do all I can to prolong our time together. While my Mama is my favorite human in all the galaxy, my Daddy & I have been bonding & he too was caught leaking water from his eyes when they talked about my heart. I am hoping that there is a chance that I will be amongst other kitties that have done well with medicines & be able to squeeze in at least another 3 to 5 years with them. I am such a goofy guy & I love to fetch my toys & sing as I carry them to lay at my humans feet & there's nothing better than laying on Mama's chest & have her hand feed me turkey or chicken. I also enjoy my friends DingDong (a.k.a. SugarWray) & Panzy (a.k.a. February's Muddy Waters) & it would suck, big time, if I had to leave them so soon. So, my fellow Catster friends, I ask of you to send good purrs & vibes my way, especially if you can do so at around 4:45-:5:15 pm Eastern Time, on Tuesday, April 5th while I am being tested to see what is causing my murmur. To other kitties that have murmurs without a diagnosis as to why, please tell your humans that there are some feline cardiologists that will keep their costs to a minimum, work out a financial plan or accept CareCredit & that even if we're found to have really awful heart conditions, with medications, we can live a longer & less stressful life. My love, headbutts, & purrs to all!
I finally got my beloved & most revered human, my darling Mama, to update my page with new pictures to help us celebrate Spring & Easter. I've been oh so happy when we are able to open the windows so I can snooze in sunbeams & watch the birds, bunnies, & other critters frolic & partake of the goodies left out for them. We had out first thunderstorms of the year yesterday & I was NOT happy! I HATE thunderstorms & will hide in the craziest places (my current favorite spot is behind the toilet) & am inconsoloable all the while. When things calmed down, I took to following my Mama everywhere. I sure love to bide my time with her. I'm so delighted when she'll let me cradle myself in her arms, or rest upon her head (cat hat!) while she slumbers. Being that she is also nocturnal, it's awesome that she keeps the hours I prefer, so I party & play while she taps on that thing she calls a computer (what a waste of time, she could be rubbing my belly or simply admiring me instead) & just about when I feel it is time to wind down, she's calling for me to come with her to bed. How awesome is that? I bet a lot of you are running around & smashing planters & knickknacks while your humans are sleeping, but mine is right here, ready to break up any ruckus & also to rescue me from the more fesity of the group. I have been ranting at her to put up a Catster page for WooWoo's sister, Pansy Petunia, so she can direct her attention & unwanted affection to others. That crazy kitty thinks I'm her girlfriend. I only have eyes for my "Mama," doesn't she get it? Any way friends & fellow Catster kitties, Mama is working on a page for Pansy, who is a silver tortoiseshell calico Siamese. She's very pretty to look at, but she is quite feisty & to put it lightly, CRAZY! It's hard for Mama (or anyone for that matter) to catch her sitting still for the flashbox (humans call it a "camera"), so her pictures are not going to be as lovely & beautiful as my own, but then again, she's not nearly as beautiful as I am, so be nice when grading her beauty. Be sure to look for her page within the next week or so. Well, I am off to cuddle & purr with my Mama. Let me send a shout out to my Catster pals from all around the world. For all of you in the Northern Hemisphere, let's get together & rejoice that Spring is here after such a long & boring winter! For all of you Christian kitties, may you & your families have a Joyous & Blessed Easter.