Nicknames: Mr. T, Mr. Quimby, Not so Dainty Boy Kitty, T, Big Un, Toonches, The Tooncinator, Tooncie, Toonc, Snookums (and he hates them all)
Birthday: April 26th 1994
Coloration: Gray Tabby
Likes: Driving the car! Temptation Treats! Being Fed. Eating. 23 hour naps, getting in a box or bag, Dancing with the Stars (he's watching in picture, loves to be brushed!
Pet-Peeves: His sister Ashley, being held, kissed, or picked up, Daddy rubbing his tummy, water less than 30 seconds old
Favorite Toy: Are you crazy? Toys are for ninnys. He's SO above that. He occasionally will play with a string if you run it past him a hundred times and beg...
Favorite Nap Spot: Wherever he falls, the daybed, parent's bed. Anywhere in the house is a prime sleeping spot for T
Favorite Food: Purina, Fancy Feast, Party Mix and TEMPTATION TREATS, they are like kitty drugs!! He loves them so, we fear Betty Ford is in his future...
Skills: He is a professional beggar. He talks and answers you when you talk to him, and makes a great pillow. And like Toonces the driving cat, he can drive, just not very well.....
Arrival Story: He was rescued from the Augusta, GA pound when he was on death row--literally--going to be put down the next day. He was a gift to his mom. He subsequently moved in and life became about Toonces. He lives for the day he can steal the car and drive and leave us because we are so inferior to the noble Toonces. When my ex-husband and I divorced, my only stipulation was that I got custody of the lovable Toonces, named of course for Toonces the Driving Cat on SNL. And I got him! Life would not be the same without the lovable, good natured Toonc. And he knows it.
Bio: Toonces has had kidney failure three times and keeps on kicking. He is the sweetest cat ever, a big old ham and a great napper. He has the biggest green eyes I've ever seen on a cat, and thinks all of us are pretty stupid. He tolerates his sister, Ashley, but secretly plans her demise when we are away. :) Toonces simply feels he is a little bit above everyone else. He allows us to pet and scratch him and he'll give you a hand nuzzle, but forget about kisses and hugs. He's far too macho and it's so much like "the other cats". It's Toonces' world, we just live here. When I remarried, my husband became Toonces' best pal. Toonces' motto is "love all, trust none", probably because of all the vet trips he had to make....if you pick him up, he suspects an ulterior motive...
Toonces was cat of the week in a great group, "I'm not orange but I am proud" January, 2008.
Toonces was pet of the week in another great group "Dogs and Cats Shores" September, 2007.
Toonces was group logo picture in ANOTHER great group "Hey, you look like me" October, 2007.
Toonces was cat of the week in STILL another fine group "Chatty Cats" in 2007. Lately, Toonces was voted Fancy Cat Club's COTW 7-12-09.
Toonces' video "The Tooncinator" was a Catster featured video!
Toonces" vet tells us that his old body is simply breaking down, and that he won't even draw blood. In just examining Toonces, the vet said he could feel the clicks and the hips and spine just deteriorating. Three weeks ago he was examined and was doing very well. Our vet feels he either had degeneration that just finally ramped up or he could have bone cancer that has metastasized. Either way, we can manage pain with meds but not for very long. This is just giving us time to love him and to say a hard, wrenching goodbye to our big old baby. He weighed 12 pounds and was down 2 from three weeks ago. It is hard to even fathom a life without Toonces.
Toonces died peacefully in his Meowmie's arms on 5-9-11 at 3:40 pm. I don't know how we will make it each day without the adorable, smart, and talented Toonces. Our only comfort is he is at the Bridge, free of pain and chasing butterflies. And eating lots of Party Mix. :) Toonces, you touched us all and your pawprints are forever on our hearts, our big old baby boy. Godspeed.
It seems like yesterday I was with my pawrents, napping and getting deep tissue massage and unlimited treats anytime I uttered a simple "meow". I was one pampered kit, that's for sure. I wasn't so fond of the kisses and being held, but I endured it because I would meow LOUDLY at the end to get my "reward" for enduring it ALL. :)
I miss them, but the Bridge is pretty cool and Mittens and I are having lots of fun in the sunshine! Unlimited Pez dispensers full of treats. Purrrr!
I know my family is still quite sad and they miss me, and my bothersome, yet somewhat lovable sister Ashley does too. Meowmie can't look at my pictures without crying, which is one reason it's hard to be on Catster. I realize I pretty much ran the show there, so a big tree fell in the forest when I left that sunny day. Even that dog they got, Snooki, missed me. But I have to say Snooki was pretty cool, she liked to nap and eat so we got to be such good friends in the short time we had together. The love didn't spread to Ashley, who I understand still loathes her.
Thanks to my Catster pals who didn't forget me and sent me some rosettes yesterday on the second anniversary of my journey to the bridge! This made an old fellow smile. Wow time sure does fly, but you know Paul McCartney was so right....in the end the love we take is equal to the love we make. I was always all about the love, I loved everyone and I still do! God Bless You all!
The holidays were pretty hard for my pawrents. Meowmie and Daddy went to see my pet columbarium that is finally completed and to her astonishment, they had my death date (year) totally wrong! It upset her but I kept putting my paw on her shoulder and telling her I am not there, I am just away....at the bridge and I will see her again!
Meowmie went by again to see if it had been fixed (and it hasn't!) and when she was leaving the cemetary (it has people there too) a lady came over and asked if she had a special baby buried there. I loved that she didn't say pet! Meowmie told her yes and showed her the plaque with one of my more handsome photos on it. Let's face it-I was pretty photogenic so all of them are pretty handsome. Anyway, she said it was a shame but she knew they would fix it as they were highly reputable and just give them time. She told meowmie she had a spouse, her mom, and her daughter buried there and how they kept the cemetary so nice. As meowmie was talking to her, from nowhere a little tiny bird came down and perched on the top of the columbarium. I am at a top corner (as I should be) and the little bird lit right above me and started to chirp!
Meowmie cried on the way home. I wish she would not do that because I don't want her to be sad. I sent that little birdie to tell her that she is loved and all of us communicate in some way to our loved ones until we meet again in the sunshine at the Bridge. The lady that was standing there said "I bet your baby sent that little bird to remind you of his love. Nearly every time I come here to visit my daughter I get a butterfly or a bird or a little breeze that tells me she knows I need to hear from her".
I was a little embarrassed that lady was smarter than Meowmie, but we all have an off day. We all know pawrents can embarrass us. At least they didn't dress me up in ridiculous outfits like Snooki. :)
We are blessed to love each other and be loved. I miss all my Catster friends and I'm happy at the bridge, and I do look forward to being reunited and getting even more snacks and deep tissue massage. I even will be glad to see Ashley someday. She really misses me, and I sent her swats of love. Well, sort of love.
God Bless you all as we soon enter a new year! Prayers for healing to all who need it, especially my Meowmie.
I have missed all my catster family, but life at the bridge is good! Life without me with Meowmie and Daddy has been difficult. It has been a rough time for them because I believe I was the glue that held it all together in my family! Many, many tears have been shed and are still shed.
Ashley still cannot stand the dog, Snooki, who joined us a few months before I passed. Snooki was an okay girl, she mainly liked my hobbies, eating and naps. Ashley is as bad as ever, but somewhat mean to Snooki so there have been "fights" a plenty.
Today, however, was a tough day.
Meowmie got the call that the long awaited pet columbarium that was in pre-construction went I went to the bridge is finally done. Meowmie must pick a photo of me for my brass plaque and go and decide which "spot" is best for my cremains. I keep whispering to her that it's not me but just the cremains but she cried a lot today. I know of course that everyone misses me but am sure this will be difficult. Meowmie gets to place anything in there she wants with the urn and then they will seal it and place my plaque.
I hope Meowmie and Daddy can not shed tears. They can come see me there, even though I'm not there! It's a place to come and sit and remember me and it's very pretty. But please pray for Meowmie...it's hard even though it's been a while. But this is a cool memorial to me, and I think I deserve it! MOL!
Now to pick the photo. Meowmie is looking at them on Catster now trying to decide which one....
I do read though I don't get to post a lot because my staff is always BUSY but I miss my Catster fam. I hope you all are well and I love you.