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Coloration: Black Smoke
Likes: Being near Daddy, being cuddled. Jumping onto laps at the most inappropriate times
Pet-Peeves: Being away from his Daddy, not getting attention. Being brushed!
Favorite Toy: A grey mouse that squeaks when it moves
Favorite Nap Spot: His daddy's lap
Favorite Food: Fancy Feast fishy flavors, dog kibble, the water that comes out of cans of tuna!
Skills: I'm not the smartest boy in town, but I can make anyone like me!
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: "I was dumped outside the vets office with my siblings when I was only two weeks old. The nice vet took care of me until I no longer had the problems I arrived with, and when I was 4 months old, he put me and my brother in a cage in the waiting room to play with the people. My brother got picked first. Then my aunty Maxcy saw me and called my mum to tell her how cute I was."
"When my mum told dad about me, he confessed that he really wanted a cat he could call his own (because Tyler and Missy were "mum's cats"), so they came to see me at the vet's office. When my mum opened the cage door, I jumped straight into my dad's arms and snuggled as hard as I could. Of course, I immediately won them over and they took me home (with a short detour to Petsmart where they bought me some toys and shampoo, because I managed to pee on myself in my excitment). That's why I love my dad so much, because I know he really wanted me. We are best buddies! He named me Cane because he supports the Miami Hurricanes, so I do my best to live up to my name by running around the garden really fast."
Bio: On October 21st 2006, Caney was attacked by a dog while we were on a rare night out. When we arrived home around midnight, we looked for him everywhere, eventually finding him in a pool of blood in the garage (he had squeezed through a broken door). We rushed him to emergency where they discovered labrador-sized puncture wounds in his tummy. We only just made in with minutes to spare - Caney was already in shock when we arrived and he was put straight into an oxygen box. A week later and complete with feeding tube, he was allowed home. That first night, our dog Pooh slept next to his bed watching over him. After several touch-and-go weeks, he made an almost complete recovery... Due to low oxygen levels to the brain, our Caney was left a little more neurotic than before, a little bit more of a noodle head, and with a urine-spraying habit we have not yet been able to resolve. His insecurities make us love him all the more.
Lives Remaining: 4 of 9
Forums Motto: Where's my Daddy?
The Groups I'm In: College Football Fans, FOR THE LOVE OF LAUREL, I'm Not Orange; But I Am Proud, Cookie & Candy Cats, Doc Hunter's House of Medicine, I love Cookie!, Let's Help Teal'C and his Tennessee Crew, Samoa's Detective Agency, The Hazel Lucy Appreciation Society, The kool kitties klub, The Pound Puppy Project, Young Furts!
The Last Forum I Posted In: BUCKLEY'S "COMING HOME" PAWTY! 8/28/09 at 6 PM EDT/3
Me and my mum have been spending quality time together. Since Tyler left, there's more mum to go around and I have staked my claim. Now I want her all to myself! Sometimes I go to climb on her lap and there's another cat there... and it's not my thing to snuggle with another cat... so I have to move on and find somewhere else to sit. Then I sulk.
I've tried not to run away from the other cats so much. I did hiss at Clyde last night, but that was because I was sleeping on mum's lap and he tried to muscle in... but I made up for it by sharing some catnip with him later on the kitchen floor.
Just to be contrary, when he was on mum's lap the other night, I climbed up and joined him and we both snuggled with mum just an inch apart, for at least 10 minutes! I've decided that I actually quite like the little fella. When I come in from outside where he's not allowed, I sometimes kiss him hello. He's not Tyler of course, but he's ok. At least, this week...
But I've been trying to be good and less of a scaredy cat. I think mum needs to give me all of her attention all the time!
Love,
Caney Cat
xxx
My mum says that my dear brother Tyler has gone to be with Missy and the angels...
I guess she's right because I have looked every where and cannot find him. Not on his trankie blankie, not in his condo, nor on the office sofa...
I am going to miss him.... *tears*
I am trying to be a good boy for my sad pawrents. This morning I gave my dad a face-wash but he didn't smile. He just said "thank you Caney Boo Boo, you're a good boy..."
Then tonight I came in from the garden absolutely covered in green sticky-buds. I thought it would make them smile, but it didn't. Mum just picked them off one by one and gave me a kiss.
I played with my ball and did some goofy tricks, but still no smiles.
Maybe tomorrow... I'll try again tomorrow.
Love,
Caney Cat
xxx
Every time I try to get on mummy's lap, there is another cat there already! It's Tyler of course, who I greatly respect, but I want some mum time too. It wouldn't be bad if he didn't look funny, smell funny, and act funny.
Tyler is not at his best and it's confusing me....
Mum says I don't have to run away, I can sit with her and Tyler like I usually do. But I don't want to, I'm a scaredy cat. Something is different and it's bringing out my nervous twitches. Everything seems upside down!
I'm sitting on dad's lap instead (which I also like, don't take offense dad). But I really WANT to be over there on the other sofa...
I'm watching and waiting to see what happens next. I want everything back to normal, please. Otherwise I might just go and stay at my Aunty Hazel Lucy's house!
Speaking of Aunty Hazel Lucy reminds me of the wonderpurr purr list, and that in turn makes me think of my new friend Boots. He has been busy purring for Tyler (and therefore my house) to get better, even though he needs a lot of purrs himself. I think he's a magnifiCAT.
Please help me purr for him to feel better.
Please cross your paws that my house gets better soon too!
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