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ALEX1981 to 1996
"Cats seem to go on the principle that it never does any harm to ask for what you want." Would you rub my tummy?
I was more of a cat's cat than a people cat. I always wanted to hang out with my brother, Butch. I didn't really like to sit on laps or stuff like that. I was so sad when he died, I couldn't eat. Mama did her best but she just wasn't Butch. I died 5 weeks after my brother at home in my Mama's arms.
Summer on the grass, under the sheets.
I see, a little circle bed! Thanks Santa!
Ventures in the life of Alex
I was a tiny white kitten in a pet store when a lady bought me and took me home to my Todd. He was wonderful, I loved him from the start. He liked me too, but he was a busy guy and I didn't get to see him too much. Then we moved to a big house with a mean big old cat who lived there. He hissed and growled and was very mean to me. I was miserable but I still had my Todd. Then Todd left and I was alone. After observing all the people in the house, and there were a bunch, I decided Grandma was pretty special. I decided to become Grandma's cat, problem was, she didn't want a cat. I tried everything I could think of but I lost Grandma too.
The other cat and I finally made friends. He became my friend and my brother, Butch. Butch's Mama told me she was my Mama too now. I wanted to decided who was my Mama. I'd had enough of falling in love though. I never trusted another human again in my life. When we got a Daddy for real I did like him, but I had been too long on my own to really get close. I had to accept that my Mama was my Mama and that wasn't going to change so I did tolerate her, but not much more.
Mama talked my Todd into taking me back one time. I was so happy! I was scared too, I didn't like new people and there was a strange lady living with my Todd. One day I hid under the stove and fell through the floor of the apartment into the antique shop underneath. I fell right on a big pile of dishes and broke them all! The shop lady was yelling and I was terrified. She was trying to grab me and a customer came in the store and I ran out the door. I ran across a very busy street and hid under a van. My Todd found me there and rescued me. He said I couldn't live with him anymore because I was too expensive, he had to pay for the dishes I broke. My Todd gave me back to Mama.
I hated going to the vet. I hated it so much I did pee-pee in my pants every time I went in the door. Problem was I wasn't wearing any pants! The vet said she had seen little dogs do that but that I was the first cat who did pee-pee on her floor. I was very proud, but Mama acted strange.
Mama married my Step-Dad and we went to live with him. I was inspecting a very odd thing at the end of the hall one day. It was right in the middle of the floor. I was being very cautious because I didn't know what it was. Turns out it was Mama's purse, who knew? She saw me and I guess she was being silly. She reached down and grabbed my hind end and yelled HA! at me! I flew straight up in the air! I turned around in mid-air and started running before I hit the ground. My Step-Dad was in the way so I ran right up over the top of him. I gave him tread marks on his face! A lot of yelling went on in my house that night.
Then Mama married my Daddy and we went to live with him. Mama put me in a room and left me there for hours one day. I wanted out! I yelled but no one came so I started to dig. I dug all the nap out of the carpet in a big circle before Mama came back to get me. She wasn't very happy with me, it was an apartment we were living in.
I loved and trusted my brother Butch all my life (except for the time at first when he was mean). I loved to play and sleep with him. He was my buddy, but he was older than me. He was real old and one day he died. I didn't know how to get along in a world without him. I missed him so much. I wanted to be with him. I could barely eat so Mama and Daddy gave me some really nice treats. I ate some to please them. Then my mouth got real sore so I wouldn't eat anything at all. Mama told me she was sad that I was going. She said I was only 15 years old and that Butch had been 22. She said I should stay but I didn't. I was happy, I knew I was going to be with Butch.
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