Tabbercat & Friends...

Welcome to my page; though rather plain & simple it features the little creatures who are a part of my life now and also the ones who have passed on.  As Jack Wright ("Kingston Cats") says, "animals were not put on this earth to be euthanized or abused" and I agree. My pets hold--and always have held--a very special place in my heart. They are family.

My Tabbercat was found on December 15,  1992, in the pump house of a local factory. 

Tabby's nickname is "Rat", he is quite a spoiled little fellow & loves to have his picture taken. Tabby also likes to play fetch, especially with a scrunched-up pipe cleaner. He will bring it to us, drop it at our feet & sometimes even drop it in our lap, then he sits, staring at us, waiting for us to throw it for him.  Tabby will be celebrating his 16th birthday on October 21, 2008.

Next we have Bailey (nickname "B".) A beautiful long haired boy that we found outside our home on a cold February morning in 1997. His cries drew us to him. Bailey thinks he's a dog (long story.)

Mikey-Pawz followed not long after Bailey; I picked him up at a local pet store in April of 1997; my birthday present to myself. Mikey likes to touch, always reaching out to us as we walk by, hence the "Pawz." Mikey has many nicknames. Pawz, Rotten Pawz, Stinky Pawz, Rotten Pawed Outfit, Mikester, Michaeladge Pawz, Rottenadge Pawz...nicknames along those strange lines.

In the fall of 1997 we adopted Bizzy (nickname
"Baby") from Pet Smart.  Bizzy had been left in a dumpster behind a mall when he was only weeks old. He loves the camera; can you tell? He also loves to chew on me, especially my head when I'm sleeping and he's laying on the headboard. Who said any of our cats were normal?

This little spaniel is Corky; she belonged to my parents. Corker was quite a spoiled outfit also. Each morning she travelled to my brother's home for her peanut-butter & toast. No road travelling, my brother lives beside our parents.
Corky passed away on July 8, 2001, from cancer. My parents buried her under the pines, where she loved to chase the squirrels. We're missing her very much.

The following are pets who were with me through the years. I miss them dearly...

Dickens, pictured here with my daughter. He was such a good boy, and a rather big & strong boy. I remember him literally dragging me across the snow covered lawn once, when I attempted to take him for a walk. 

Here we have Lucky & Tabby; 1974.

My Tabbercat is named after my farm Tabby cat here. Tabby and Lucky got along so well, as you can see. If there were ever two animals missed, these are the two.

Our girls, Mitten (nickname "Kittaface") & Kirstie (nickname "Kirsting"). 

Mitten was born on Christmas Day 1990; Kirstie the following July. 

Mitten:

Kirstie:

Here is Starsky (nickname "Star Baby") born in 1976.  Starsky was my shadow; where I went she went. Her stay was very short, unfortunately; she was hit by a car in the fall of 1977. It was then, all too late, that I realized the importance of keeping cats indoors or at least in a fenced yard. Before she left us she gave us a real little pal, Muffin, born June 23, 1977:

One of Starsky's four kittens (we found good homes for the other three) Muffin is the little fellow who was my very close companion for 14 years.

I often wonder if Tabbercat is Muffin re-incarnated, if there is such a thing, because a 'cat with personality' is putting it mildly. Muffin's nickname was "Pooh-Bear." Muffin & Lucky became buddies also...so long as no one was looking of course. I'd catch them sleeping together or playing together, but soon as they saw me in sight, they pretended not to like each other!

(My cousin Rose painted this pic of Muffin!)

Rose also painted Tabby for me when he was only a few months old:

"Cats are the chocolate chips in the cookie of life."

A little guy we came across and eventually found a home for.
We named him Tigger.

Next we have three cats who we took in from the cold and later found homes for.

Cyndl

Binx

River Phoenix, named River for short:

Meet "Boots" (nickname 'Booter Poop') now living the life of a king, indoors safe & warm. Boots spent the first couple years of his life outside enduring the elements before being "adopted" by the family. 

Boots wants for nothing now.

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