My cat
Hey Goofy, Rose and Faryal,
Thanks so much for the replies! It means so much to me. all your lovely and kind words.help a lot. Thank you for sharing about your mom Goofy and thanks for sharing about Tommy Rose. That means a lot to me, it makes me feel very much understood.
A happy memory of Oscar, hmmm...:
When I got Oscar, well I got him with his sister. They were both so tiny they could each sit in one of my hands! They both has a cold pooor things. So they would cuddle together and wipe each others noses on each others backs! LOL! I was sneezed on a few times too!
Oscar was always the cuddliest one. I could hold him like a baby! At night he would curl up on my chest, near my heart and fall asleep there. He was so cute. A little purring white fluffball! Sleeping next to my heart.
Oscar was deaf. When he was a kitten I thought he was a llovely cat but a bit dumb. He would get lost in the house and then if we callled him he could not find us by sound like his sister did. He would sit there and miaow till either us or his sister went to fetch him. I thought oh he is so cute but a bit daft. Then one day my uncle clued in. He banged a huge pot next to Oscar's head while he was sleeping and Oscar did not even wake up or budge. His sister who was in the other room jumped off the couch and hid though!
Oscar was the kind of cat who would sit for hours on your lap and just purr. He loved to lie down in sunbeams and take a nap. HE loved food! He liked cheese a lot. I couldn't give him much cause it is bad for him but he loved it.
When I was sad or anxious or lonely, Oscar was always there for me to hold. HE would stay in my arms for hours and just purrr. He was so patient. He was good with kids too. Did not bite or scratch whatever they did. HE was a pacifist. He rarely fought with other cats, he just wanted to play! And he was a big cat he could have won a fight lol.
He used to love to chase leaves. I would leave a door window open and he would hop out of the window and go out and hunt leaves. He would catch the beautiful autumn leaves and he would lay them down at me feet like gifts! And he would look so happy and proud with himself.
He was such a good cat. Everyone loved him. The people at the vets loved him, strangers who just met him loved him, I loved him. He was that kind of cat, always nice always sweet, just happy and purring. And so beautiful!
I miss him terribly. I miss holding him next to my heart and letting him purr. He was like a teddy bear cat with a great loving personnality. He is a good cat. I hope he knows I think he is a great cat and I love him and miss him. I hope he is happy and at peace.
Thanks for asking about him. It means a lot.
As for my other Cats I have two of them. I have Oscar's sister. She is a spanish (Calico) cat. She is quite beautiful. Her markings on her face make her looks like a lady with pretty makeup on the eyes lol. She has big eyes. She is shorter and stouter then Oscar was. Then again Oscar was huge, tall cat! Charlotte, she was always more reserved. She needs to be in control. She lets you pet her only when she wants to be petted. You can brush her only when she wants. She wants food when she wants it. She is a lady. She is so quiet. At one point I thought she was mute! She used to love playing fetch with wine corks but now she has arthritis and does not run much. She loves cheese like her brother. She will run for that...She loves food! Well ài should say she loves food except the food she is supposed to eat...She like red peppers and blueberries and kidney beans and brocoli....In her old age she has grown more cuddly though. Muvh more cuddly. And since Oscar passed, things have changed a lot. For some odd reason she comes
. Oh and yes, that psychiatrist did tell me I was too screwed up to ever get off medication. He said it in french but it boiled down to that! I think he is the one who needs meds! Bugger him, numbskull! and yes, that is like that psychologist and what he told you. Btw, that was not a great thing for him to say, to say the least!
