Jake Oscar Beckett


Domestic Shorthair/Oriental
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Age: 5 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 4 lbs.


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Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-disabled -cat rescue

Birthday:
October 27th 2008

Coloration:
Orange Tabby

Likes:
snuggling in a lap

Pet-Peeves:
He doesn't like to be held at all. He cries! He doesn't like being alone either

Favorite Toy:
he likes a kitten toy bunny that we got at Target

Favorite Nap Spot:
Tori's bed

Favorite Food:
He eats canned food more than anything at the moment

Skills:
he's very good at sneak attacks!

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
Jake was found by a 10 yr old boy who heard crying while walking home. Richie tried to locate the source of the crying and discovered this baby buried about 1/3 down in a trashcan, on collection day. He was tied up in a plastic bag. Richie's mom knew about our Flurry having CH and when they discovered the baby had a neuro issue, they brought him to me at work. One of the vets examined him, did some tests and diagnosed him with mild Cerebellar Hypoplasia. He has head shakes and the occasional fall/stumble.

Bio:
Jake is very sweet, smart and inquisitive. He likes to eat, play and wrestle with the other cats! His name is a combo Jake from "Shakey Jake", Oscar b/c he was found in a trashcan and Beckett, after St Thomas Becket, whose feats day was the day before he was found. The feast day for December 30th (the day he was found) is St Egwin. Egwin didn't seem to suit him, although its a great name.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Take me back, Clarence, I want to live

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Hard to believe Angel will be ONE very soon (Nov 26).

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Meet my family
Riley(Always
in our hearts)
Henry (Our
Angel Now)
Tugger (Dearly
Missed)
Mabel
CarlinKismetRocky
(Adopted!)
Minnie
(ADOPTED!)
Blue (Our
hearts are
broken)
StellaMew (In LOVING
Memory)
Nico
Tocca Dolce
(Sweet Touch)
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CookieGuinnessMilkMagoo
GabrielMarinaBeauEsther DEARLY
MISSED
Phailin (Pey
Lin) and Leia
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MillieRoseyYoo Hoo
FlurryVerbenaRubyOrla

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I have the same initials as Jack Bauer


I'm ONE and in trouble!

October 28th 2009 5:16 am
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Well, not really, but I did a VERY bad thing last night.
I was 'exceptionally playful' yesterday, mostly with Mommy's hands and shirt. I was grabbing and biting, etc. all day (even after she gave me turkey bacon for breakfast and shrimp in the afternoon).
Well, last night, right before bedtime, Daddy held me and Mommy clipped my nails. I was AWESOME during it! Daddy even commented how good I was.
Well, 45 seconds, later, I was biting Mommy's hand and sleeve.
Then I did the REALLY bad thing....I sat up and BIT Mommy's upper arm, underneath (closer to the body, sensitive spot). Mommy didn;t yell or anything, but she did get firm with me and tell me "No, No, Jakey" and I saw that her eyes were watery. She kept rubbing the area and telling Daddy that it hurt. Daddy said "I'm sure it does. He has a hard time knowing when enough is enough."
I didn;t know WHAT to do because I thought I was in trouble, so I started running around like a gazelle. That's when I saw my older sister, Esther. She's almost 12 and diabetic and, as Mommy puts it "Just the right amount of crabby". I tackled her. Hard. Esther growled and grumbled and tried to run away and still, I went after her. Mommy told me 'no' but I didn;t listen. I went after Esther again.
Esther went over the babygate at the bottom of the stairs and as I started after her, Mommy grabbed me. She brought me back into the dining room and tols me again "No. no, Jake" when she let go of me, what did I do? Went right up the steps after Esther, who grumbked some more and then smacked me right in the head. I thought it was agame until Mom came up the steps and actually raised her voice at me. She shook her finger and said "Jake! KNOCK IT OFF!"
I finally did because Mommy doesn't ever get stern with us unless its REALLY BAD. So, I sorta ruined the last few minutes of my birthday.
Mom's arm is bruised where I bit her. And I did feel kinda bad about that last nigth but I didn't know how to handle it. So I sat on the edge of the tub enclosure and stared at her sweetly and meowed just a bit. Sigh.

 

I'm 1 Today!!

October 27th 2009 5:00 am
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Well, its my first birthday! Mommy says she can't believe the year went by so quickly! She says I became a big boy when she blinked. I think I am going to get some good eats today because its my favorite thing to do.
I think I heard something about shrimp....

 

They're Gone

March 6th 2009 2:59 pm
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Well, I was neutered today. Whatever THAT means.
All I know is that I wasn't allowed ANYTHING to eat after 6pm last night.
WHAT?????!!!!!??????
I had my dinner, sure...but, no treats, no chunks of chicken or duck, no slices of ham...NOTHING.
This stinks like cooked peas, corn chips or smelly feet.
I was STARVING!! And what the heck was wrong with Mommy and Daddy??They kept telling me they 'couldn't give me some nums nums."
Um, YES, you can! Just open the door to the cold thingy, take out the duck, break it up and give it to me. Its simple. Really it is.
So, I kept shouting, each time a bit louder than the first.
Finally, out of complete frustration, I gave up. I went to the wicker basket bed and fell asleep.
This morning was a totally different story. I was the first kitty in the bedroom this morning. Hopped on the bed, jumped on Mom..."Good Morning! MAN! Am I hungry! Thank goodness its morning! I can't wait to eat! Come on, let's go.Get up, Mom, that's it, outta bed. Now, lets go up the steps. Come on, Mom. Mom? Mom? No!! Not to the bathroom...to our room. Where the good stuff is...Mom? My tummy is rumbling like a freight train. I'm SO hungry...Oh! I feel like everything is going dark....I can barely move...I'm so weak...."
Aw forget it! She didn't listen. Never mind. I give up. I'll steal Matilda (the puppy) food when she gets fed! Simple and easy.
Then Mommy scoops me up in her arms, kisses me on the head and says "Jakey, I know this is hard, Little Boy. Trust me, Mommy doesn;t like it anymore than you, but she can't let you eat something before your surgery. It could make you very sick and Mommy would feel guilty if you got hurt. I promise as soon as the doc says 'all clear', I will give you something good."
I played with Matilda but missed her getting brekkie. It must have been when I was yelling at Daddy in the bathroom. I wrestled with Rosey, then went back to Daddy. He was putting his shoes on and when he bent over to tie them, there I was. Sitting right in front of him, staring right into his eyes....I wasn't blinking.I stared harder and let out a TREMENDOUS scream! "DAD!! Food!"
Daddy was worst than Mommy because he didn't even act like I was talking to him.
Then I heard him tell Mommy that he couldn't even bring himself to look at me because it made him sad to hear me cry like that. Mommy said she was going to call the SPCA on herself and Daddy because not giving me food is like torture. She said "I've never seen a baby who likes to eat as much as our Jakey. This is a shame."
Then she packed me in the sherpa bag and we left the house.
Once we got to the animal hospital, they put me on a scale to see how much I weigh, took my temp (Let's not do THAT again anytime soon) and put an id collar on me.
I hung out in Mommy's office for a little bit and then I went back to the presurgery area. Mommy kissed me on the head, scratched my jaw, told me she loves me and said she would see me soon.
She came back about 40 mins later and Iwas feeling kinda funny. She asked when I would 'go back' and the doctor and his assistant said "He's already done. He did beautifully." Mom seemed to surprised, opened up my carrier and kissed me. She told me she was proud of me. Yeah, yeah, I was a good boy, I took the gas like a champ. really. I had no choice, the nurse held it on my face and I fell asleep. Then, Mommy turned to the doc and asked "When can I feed him? How long till he can eat?" YES!! CHA_CHING!!! There's the jackpot question! Nice going, Mom! Woo HOO! She wasn't kidding! She did want to feed me but wasn;t allowed to. This si AWESOME! Yeah! I'm gonna eeeeaaaaat! I'm gonnnnnnnaaaaaaa eeeaaat!
SCREECH!!!! Wait. What was that? REWIND! What did that doc say? I THOUGHT he said "Not for at least 4-5 hours" but he had that crazy blue mask across his face so I didn't hear so good. I looked at Mom, who looked at me with a sad face. "Okay" she said quietly, "its just that he REALLY likes to eat and he had such a hard time with not getting his nighttime treat or his breakfast. ut I'd rather have him safe and not throwing up. Okay, thanks Doc"
She came back over and whispered to me "Alright, Little Man, Mommy will be back in a bit. Sit tight. I'll see you soon. I love you like crazy, Jakey"
When she came back, I was very sleepy. I was glad to see her though. I purred like mad when she cuddled me.
After a little while longer, she came in and scooped me in her arms.
She carried me to her office where she had tuna for me. YEAH< TUNA!! Awesome! I scarfed it down BIG TIME and looked for more but Mommy said I had to take it easy because of the surgery.
After I ate, she took me back to the waiting area and put me back in my carrier. I took it easy and now we are waiting for Daddy to collect us so I can go home and EAT!!!!!
Later, Dudes....Its chow time!

 
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