Sonya

The continuing story of the owners who rule their house here and what they
are like.

Some of you remember Sonya's introduction to the Shirk clowder. Sonya had
been humanely captured in a parking lot, an obviously abandoned pet. She
was a pregnant foster that was going to give birth at any moment. She
bulged enough to give birth at any moment. Anyway, two months later, Sonya
finally gave birth to five adorable little bitties. Traveler, Eric, Pez,
Qui Gun Kit, and one whose name I can't remember were lovable and grew at
incredible rates. By the time that they were ready for adoption, they were
larger than most kittens at eight weeks and very socialized.

By that time, we'd fallen in love with Sonya and kept her and her son, Qui
Gun Kit. Sonya, a grey and white tuxedo lady with an oriental build and fur
texture, and a sweet little meow that just melts her fan club. She quickly
became Huey's wink wink and wrestling partner. Of course the other boys
decided that she was pretty special, but Huey is her cat and the two of them
act like a little married couple, which makes us all laugh. Especially when
she nags at him and he ignores her, so she socks him in the face and then
tells him off.

We guesstimated her age at about nine months when she had the bitties, so
she was a child mommy. She was so serious when they were born and took a
while before she took advantage of the bitty sitting services offered by Rob
and I. After they found their only homes, she missed them, and lavished
attention on Qui Gun Kit, but forgot that he was her offspring after a
while. Then he was just one of the boys and she nagged him, punched him
out, and wrestled with him just as she does with the other boys. I guess
you could call her a tomgirlcat. Yet she is very feminine acting most of
the time.

Sonya loves to come visit when one of us is sitting on the reading chair and
recently took up laying in the sink in order to get extra pettins. Today
she was sleeping on Mike's bed when we got home from running errands. She
slept on the bed with Tanada, QC, and me (I told Rob that his harem had
deserted him) and didn't leave until my snoring became so loud that she
decided to seek quieter quarters, or at least that's what they tell me. The
other two are used to me and stuck it out.

Sonya's favorite toys are the red dot monster, Huey, catnip socks, the cat
dancer with the leopard spot rope, and any mousies that she can dig up.
When Rob's first CNA (Certified Nurses Aide) was here, Sonya got Marcella
over the worst of her fear of lizards by bringing her in one every day until
Marcella took away the fun by no longer jumping up and screaming. She is a
huntress and has brought home, lizards, birds, spiders, bugs, frogs, some
small ex-mammal that we think was a shrew, and various mice and such. She
keeps us aware that there is a world of wild life out there living in our
back yard. She is shy compared to the other owners and Rob and (to a lesser
extent) Jim are the only males she seems to trust. Rob is the only one that
she will actively visit and get pettins from. Women take a while, but she
seems not to have a problem with them. She hides when company comes over
and some of them still haven't seen her in person. She's not a lap cat, but
does like to rub up against us and get lots of pettins.

I suspect that Sonya is about as close to a Siamese that I'll ever be owned
by. While I adore meezers, Sonya is a lovey kitty and I cannot imagine life
without her.

Pam S.

"tanadashoes" wrote in message
m...

I suspect that Sonya is about as close to a Siamese that I'll ever be
owned by. While I adore meezers, Sonya is a lovey kitty and I cannot
imagine life without her.

Pam S.


Having recently acquired a snowshoe cat - pet quality, not show quality, so
the markings, while there, aren't perfect, I can say that being owned by a
meezer related cat is nothing short of wonderful. Toby is constantly
chattering with what one could say is absolutely a meezer voice. He has the
most intense blue eyes that cross. His fur is divine. He wants attention
from everyone who comes over. And with his markings, he is absolutely unique
and beautiful. I have had a string of people over to pick up some things I
decided to freecycle and without exception, everyone has been taken by him
and they marvel over his markings and how beautiful he is.

He is a typical meezer in that he has a very strong bond to one individual,
it just so happens the individual is Stripey Thing, not me! He absolutely
worships the ground ST walks on. He does still give me attention and cuddles
with me often. He is not a huge lap cat, but he jumps up often to sit for a
couple of minutes. His favorite cuddle place is in bed with me between me
and the wall.

I have wanted a blue eyed pointed cat for a long time, and I can honestly
say he is nothing like the other cats who have graced my household.

Bridget

"Bridget"
"tanadashoes"
I suspect that Sonya is about as close to a Siamese that I'll ever be
owned by. While I adore meezers, Sonya is a lovey kitty and I cannot
imagine life without her.

Pam S.


Having recently acquired a snowshoe cat - pet quality, not show quality,
so the markings, while there, aren't perfect, I can say that being owned
by a meezer related cat is nothing short of wonderful. Toby is constantly
chattering with what one could say is absolutely a meezer voice. He has
the most intense blue eyes that cross. His fur is divine. He wants
attention from everyone who comes over. And with his markings, he is
absolutely unique and beautiful. I have had a string of people over to
pick up some things I decided to freecycle and without exception, everyone
has been taken by him and they marvel over his markings and how beautiful
he is.

He is a typical meezer in that he has a very strong bond to one
individual, it just so happens the individual is Stripey Thing, not me! He
absolutely worships the ground ST walks on. He does still give me
attention and cuddles with me often. He is not a huge lap cat, but he
jumps up often to sit for a couple of minutes. His favorite cuddle place
is in bed with me between me and the wall.

I have wanted a blue eyed pointed cat for a long time, and I can honestly
say he is nothing like the other cats who have graced my household.

Bridget

I love ther term meezer...LOL. We'd been owned by 2, a ong time ago. A
crosseyed white meezer with blue eyes named Woo and a sealpoint meezer named
Phoebe. A meezer in season sounds really frightening.
Kyla

Bridget wrote:

Having recently acquired a snowshoe cat - pet quality, not show quality, so
the markings, while there, aren't perfect, I can say that being owned by a
meezer related cat is nothing short of wonderful. Toby is constantly
chattering with what one could say is absolutely a meezer voice. He has the
most intense blue eyes that cross. His fur is divine. He wants attention
from everyone who comes over. And with his markings, he is absolutely unique
and beautiful. I have had a string of people over to pick up some things I
decided to freecycle and without exception, everyone has been taken by him
and they marvel over his markings and how beautiful he is.

Ha - watch those people closely, to make sure nobody decides that *he*
is being freecycled.

He is a typical meezer in that he has a very strong bond to one individual,
it just so happens the individual is Stripey Thing, not me! He absolutely
worships the ground ST walks on. He does still give me attention and cuddles
with me often. He is not a huge lap cat, but he jumps up often to sit for a
couple of minutes. His favorite cuddle place is in bed with me between me
and the wall.

I want one!!

(But I'm quite sure that Smudge doesn't...)

--
Joyce ^..^

(To email me, remove the X's from my user name.)

"tanadashoes" wrote in message
m...
The continuing story of the owners who rule their house here and what they
are like.

Some of you remember Sonya's introduction to the Shirk clowder. Sonya had
been humanely captured in a parking lot, an obviously abandoned pet. She
was a pregnant foster that was going to give birth at any moment. She
bulged enough to give birth at any moment. Anyway, two months later,
Sonya finally gave birth to five adorable little bitties. Traveler, Eric,
Pez, Qui Gun Kit, and one whose name I can't remember were lovable and
grew at incredible rates. By the time that they were ready for adoption,
they were larger than most kittens at eight weeks and very socialized.

By that time, we'd fallen in love with Sonya and kept her and her son, Qui
Gun Kit. Sonya, a grey and white tuxedo lady with an oriental build and
fur texture, and a sweet little meow that just melts her fan club. She
quickly became Huey's wink wink and wrestling partner. Of course the
other boys decided that she was pretty special, but Huey is her cat and
the two of them act like a little married couple, which makes us all
laugh. Especially when she nags at him and he ignores her, so she socks
him in the face and then tells him off.

We guesstimated her age at about nine months when she had the bitties, so
she was a child mommy. She was so serious when they were born and took a
while before she took advantage of the bitty sitting services offered by
Rob and I. After they found their only homes, she missed them, and
lavished attention on Qui Gun Kit, but forgot that he was her offspring
after a while. Then he was just one of the boys and she nagged him,
punched him out, and wrestled with him just as she does with the other
boys. I guess you could call her a tomgirlcat. Yet she is very feminine
acting most of the time.

Sonya loves to come visit when one of us is sitting on the reading chair
and recently took up laying in the sink in order to get extra pettins.
Today she was sleeping on Mike's bed when we got home from running
errands. She slept on the bed with Tanada, QC, and me (I told Rob that
his harem had deserted him) and didn't leave until my snoring became so
loud that she decided to seek quieter quarters, or at least that's what
they tell me. The other two are used to me and stuck it out.

Sonya's favorite toys are the red dot monster, Huey, catnip socks, the cat
dancer with the leopard spot rope, and any mousies that she can dig up.
When Rob's first CNA (Certified Nurses Aide) was here, Sonya got Marcella
over the worst of her fear of lizards by bringing her in one every day
until Marcella took away the fun by no longer jumping up and screaming.
She is a huntress and has brought home, lizards, birds, spiders, bugs,
frogs, some small ex-mammal that we think was a shrew, and various mice
and such. She keeps us aware that there is a world of wild life out there
living in our back yard. She is shy compared to the other owners and Rob
and (to a lesser extent) Jim are the only males she seems to trust. Rob
is the only one that she will actively visit and get pettins from. Women
take a while, but she seems not to have a problem with them. She hides
when company comes over and some of them still haven't seen her in person.
She's not a lap cat, but does like to rub up against us and get lots of
pettins.

I suspect that Sonya is about as close to a Siamese that I'll ever be
owned by. While I adore meezers, Sonya is a lovey kitty and I cannot
imagine life without her.

Pam S.


Thanks Pam, these are just delightful. What a gang of characters you have.
Sonya is SO charming!


--
Theresa and Dante
drtmuirATearthlink.net

Stinky Forever: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh

On Nov 22, 8:53�am, "Kreisleriana" wrote:
"tanadashoes" wrote in message

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The continuing story of the owners who rule their house here and what they
are like.

Some of you remember Sonya's introduction to the Shirk clowder. �Sonya had
been humanely captured in a parking lot, an obviously abandoned pet. �She
was a pregnant foster that was going to give birth at any moment. �She
bulged enough to give birth at any moment. �Anyway, two months later,
Sonya finally gave birth to five adorable little bitties. �Traveler, Eric,
Pez, Qui Gun Kit, and one whose name I can't remember were lovable and
grew at incredible rates. �By the time that they were ready for adoption,
they were larger than most kittens at eight weeks and very socialized.

By that time, we'd fallen in love with Sonya and kept her and her son, Qui
Gun Kit. �Sonya, a grey and white tuxedo lady with an oriental build and
fur texture, and a sweet little meow that just melts her fan club. �She
quickly became Huey's wink wink and wrestling partner. �Of course the
other boys decided that she was pretty special, but Huey is her cat and
the two of them act like a little married couple, which makes us all
laugh. �Especially when she nags at him and he ignores her, so she socks
him in the face �and then tells him off.

We guesstimated her age at about nine months when she had the bitties, so
she was a child mommy. �She was so serious when they were born and took a
while before she took advantage of the bitty sitting services offered by
Rob and I. �After they found their only homes, she missed them, and
lavished attention on Qui Gun Kit, but forgot that he was her offspring
after a while. �Then he was just one of the boys and she nagged him,
punched him out, and wrestled with him just as she does with the other
boys. �I guess you could call her a tomgirlcat. �Yet she is very feminine
acting most of the time.

Sonya loves to come visit when one of us is sitting on the reading chair
and recently took up laying in the sink in order to get extra pettins.
Today she was sleeping on Mike's bed when we got home from running
errands. �She slept on the bed with Tanada, QC, and me (I told Rob that
his harem had deserted him) and didn't leave until my snoring became so
loud that she decided to seek quieter quarters, or at least that's what
they tell me. �The other two are used to me and stuck it out.

Sonya's favorite toys are the red dot monster, Huey, catnip socks, the cat
dancer with the leopard spot rope, and any mousies that she can dig up.
When Rob's first CNA (Certified Nurses Aide) was here, Sonya got Marcella
over the worst of her fear of lizards by bringing her in one every day
until Marcella took away the fun by no longer jumping up and screaming.
She is a huntress and has brought home, lizards, birds, spiders, bugs,
frogs, some small ex-mammal that we think was a shrew, and various mice
and such. �She keeps us aware that there is a world of wild life out there
living in our back yard. �She is shy compared to the other owners and Rob
and (to a lesser extent) Jim are the only males she seems to trust. �Rob
is the only one that she will actively visit and get pettins from. �Women
take a while, but she seems not to have a problem with them. �She hides
when company comes over and some of them still haven't seen her in person.
She's not a lap cat, but does like to rub up against us and get lots of
pettins.

I suspect that Sonya is about as close to a Siamese that I'll ever be
owned by. �While I adore meezers, Sonya is a lovey kitty and I cannot
imagine life without her.

Pam S.

Thanks Pam, these are just delightful. �What a gang of characters you have.
Sonya is SO charming!

--
Theresa and Dante
drtmuirATearthlink.net

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I also love hearing about Pam's Madhouse..........er home. I'm also
really happy that Bridget is posting again. Spicey has a meow
vocabulary, but I don't know if she has any Meezer ancestory.

Suz&Spicey

On Nov 21, 11:59 pm, "tanadashoes" wrote:
The continuing story of the owners who rule their house here and what they
are like.

Snipped a wonderful word-portrait of a very interesting and charming
catt


I suspect that Sonya is about as close to a Siamese that I'll ever be owned
by. While I adore meezers, Sonya is a lovey kitty and I cannot imagine life
without her.

Thank you for telling us about her. She sounds delightful. Our WooToo
talks exactly like a meezer, even though she is only part Siamese and
our Himmys (who have some Siamese ancestry) also have some meezer
traits. They are great fun.

–
Will in New Haven
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe.
Mousies acting cheeky like we weren't even there.
I watched birdies dancing and singing right by our front gate..
All those critters will be gone soon, like dew in sun..
Time to pounce..

"Suz" wrote in message
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I also love hearing about Pam's Madhouse..........er home. I'm also
really happy that Bridget is posting again. Spicey has a meow
vocabulary, but I don't know if she has any Meezer ancestory.

Suz&Spicey

Why thank you. It feels good to be writing some positive things and giving
support to people again. I know that when I go back to work full time that I
won't be able to keep up with it as much, but for the next year or so, I am
back.

Bridget

On Nov 21, 10:59�pm, "tanadashoes" wrote:
The continuing story of the owners who rule their house here and what they
are like.

Some of you remember Sonya's introduction to the Shirk clowder. �Sonya had
been humanely captured in a parking lot, an obviously abandoned pet. �She
was a pregnant foster that was going to give birth at any moment. �She
bulged enough to give birth at any moment. �Anyway, two months later, Sonya
finally gave birth to five adorable little bitties. �Traveler, Eric, Pez,
Qui Gun Kit, and one whose name I can't remember were lovable and grew at
incredible rates. �By the time that they were ready for adoption, they were
larger than most kittens at eight weeks and very socialized.

By that time, we'd fallen in love with Sonya and kept her and her son, Qui
Gun Kit. �Sonya, a grey and white tuxedo lady with an oriental build and fur
texture, and a sweet little meow that just melts her fan club. �She quickly
became Huey's wink wink and wrestling partner. �Of course the other boys
decided that she was pretty special, but Huey is her cat and the two of them
act like a little married couple, which makes us all laugh. �Especially when
she nags at him and he ignores her, so she socks him in the face �and then
tells him off.

We guesstimated her age at about nine months when she had the bitties, so
she was a child mommy. �She was so serious when they were born and took a
while before she took advantage of the bitty sitting services offered by Rob
and I. �After they found their only homes, she missed them, and lavished
attention on Qui Gun Kit, but forgot that he was her offspring after a
while. �Then he was just one of the boys and she nagged him, punched him
out, and wrestled with him just as she does with the other boys. �I guess
you could call her a tomgirlcat. �Yet she is very feminine acting most of
the time.

Sonya loves to come visit when one of us is sitting on the reading chair and
recently took up laying in the sink in order to get extra pettins. �Today
she was sleeping on Mike's bed when we got home from running errands. �She
slept on the bed with Tanada, QC, and me (I told Rob that his harem had
deserted him) and didn't leave until my snoring became so loud that she
decided to seek quieter quarters, or at least that's what they tell me. �The
other two are used to me and stuck it out.

Sonya's favorite toys are the red dot monster, Huey, catnip socks, the cat
dancer with the leopard spot rope, and any mousies that she can dig up.
When Rob's first CNA (Certified Nurses Aide) was here, Sonya got Marcella
over the worst of her fear of lizards by bringing her in one every day until
Marcella took away the fun by no longer jumping up and screaming. �She is a
huntress and has brought home, lizards, birds, spiders, bugs, frogs, some
small ex-mammal that we think was a shrew, and various mice and such. �She
keeps us aware that there is a world of wild life out there living in our
back yard. �She is shy compared to the other owners and Rob and (to a lesser
extent) Jim are the only males she seems to trust. �Rob is the only one that
she will actively visit and get pettins from. �Women take a while, but she
seems not to have a problem with them. �She hides when company comes over
and some of them still haven't seen her in person. �She's not a lap cat, but
does like to rub up against us and get lots of pettins.

I suspect that Sonya is about as close to a Siamese that I'll ever be owned
by. �While I adore meezers, Sonya is a lovey kitty and I cannot imagine life
without her.

Pam S.

Thanks, Pam! It is interesting to hear the history of the names we're
so familiar with on the group.
I think we should all take a turn writing about the origin of our
owners. We've done it before,
but it's always a fun read.

Sherry

On Nov 22, 9:10*am, Will in New Haven
wrote:
On Nov 21, 11:59 pm, "tanadashoes" wrote:

The continuing story of the owners who rule their house here and what they
are like.

Snipped a wonderful word-portrait of a very interesting and charming
catt



I suspect that Sonya is about as close to a Siamese that I'll ever be owned
by. *While I adore meezers, Sonya is a lovey kitty and I cannot imagine life
without her.

Thank you for telling us about her. She sounds delightful. Our WooToo
talks exactly like a meezer, even though she is only part Siamese and
our Himmys (who have some Siamese ancestry) also have some meezer
traits. They are great fun.

–
*Will in New Haven

They *are* great fun, and like a whole different kind of cat in their
own right. I always wanted
one, and had the chance to grab one that needed a home. That was
Frank. They are such
attention-seekers. One little anecdote about Frank, just from
yesterday: I had just gotten up,
stumbled into the kitchen and fixed myself a Coke. (always the first
beverage of the day). And sat down.
Frank came up to me pawing my face, like he does when he demands
petting. I was kind of
ignoring him and he knew it. He suddenly turned toward the full glass
of Coke, hooked his paw
in it, and dumped it all out on the table and floor. He got attention
then.

Sherry