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The Gang of Three (Max, Beastie, Franz)
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On my bikeride this morning I thought about Beast and then about the other two. They were together a remarkably long time, considering they were all refugees, from 1991 to 2000. Max was top-cat in seniority and my affections but Beastie ruled the clowder. When Beast showed up I tried to chase him off because Max had been declawed and was always indoors until I arrived home one night to find all three lying around like long-time friends. Oh well. It took a bit of time to win Beast over but an offering of fresh tuna from my dinner finally did it. Beast took advantage of Max's shyness and constantly tweaked him - Max eventually learned not to take him seriously. One funny remembrance. In the early days there was Beauty, another refugee who only had a couple years to go but it was the time of his life and he was a great a joy. One morning I was skimming the pool and Beast chased Beauty around the berm, Beauty losing footing at one point and falling half in. Great sport! So Beast starts on Max who runs around the pool edge as well but suddenly turns and jumps the narrow isthmus in the center and Beast, attempting to make the sudden change, misses and lands in the pool. His chagrin was as great as my laughter. When I trapped and brought Franz home he was entranced by Beast and would follow him all around, to Beastie's great disgust, hisspitting and running - "YooHoo! Sailor! Seafood!" and this large ginger cat running from the relatively diminuative Franz. I always figured that the reason for Franz's affection was because there was a lot of ginger cats in the feral pack Franz was born into. Eventually Beast got acclimated and even basked in Franz's attentions; for one thing it made it easy for Beast to entice Franz into a grooming session which would always end with Beast bopping Franz. Here's the two playing guard cats: http://community.webshots.com/photo/...8669adMlyQfXEX In June 1996 I moved from Florida, forever I thought, Ha! This transported all 3 from an urban environment - all they'd ever known - to really rural surroundings with the nearest house 500' off. Franz, always afraid of anyone but me, managed to escape the house - jumping 6' o the grond and running into the woods. 2 or 3 days later I came home from work and heard a meoww: Franz was abut 50' up a pine, no doubt in reaction to some large strange animal. When I spoke to him he came donw in a hurry and we had a love-in. Beast's adjustment was immediate. One morning as I turned onto the dirt road from the driveway I saw a flash of ornage down the road. Peering, sure enough, it was Beast, about 400' down and on the opposite side poiuncing on something in the brush. "All these worlds are yours" my friend. "But attempt no landing on Europa". Norm - here's Max and Beast surveying their new surroundings: http://community.webshots.com/photo/...8737ZOSqvYSfjP -- "The web has got me caught. I'd rather have the blues than what I've got." via Nat King Cole |
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Norm, thank you so much for your photos of your beloved RB strays that you
gave a forever home to over the years. Thanks to the loving care you also gave them, they will be there @ foot of RB to greet you. I looked @ all the pics in the album. "Norm" wrote in message ... X-No-Archive: Yes On my bikeride this morning I thought about Beast and then about the other two. They were together a remarkably long time, considering they were all refugees, from 1991 to 2000. Max was top-cat in seniority and my affections but Beastie ruled the clowder. When Beast showed up I tried to chase him off because Max had been declawed and was always indoors until I arrived home one night to find all three lying around like long-time friends. Oh well. It took a bit of time to win Beast over but an offering of fresh tuna from my dinner finally did it. Beast took advantage of Max's shyness and constantly tweaked him - Max eventually learned not to take him seriously. One funny remembrance. In the early days there was Beauty, another refugee who only had a couple years to go but it was the time of his life and he was a great a joy. One morning I was skimming the pool and Beast chased Beauty around the berm, Beauty losing footing at one point and falling half in. Great sport! So Beast starts on Max who runs around the pool edge as well but suddenly turns and jumps the narrow isthmus in the center and Beast, attempting to make the sudden change, misses and lands in the pool. His chagrin was as great as my laughter. When I trapped and brought Franz home he was entranced by Beast and would follow him all around, to Beastie's great disgust, hisspitting and running - "YooHoo! Sailor! Seafood!" and this large ginger cat running from the relatively diminuative Franz. I always figured that the reason for Franz's affection was because there was a lot of ginger cats in the feral pack Franz was born into. Eventually Beast got acclimated and even basked in Franz's attentions; for one thing it made it easy for Beast to entice Franz into a grooming session which would always end with Beast bopping Franz. Here's the two playing guard cats: http://community.webshots.com/photo/...8669adMlyQfXEX In June 1996 I moved from Florida, forever I thought, Ha! This transported all 3 from an urban environment - all they'd ever known - to really rural surroundings with the nearest house 500' off. Franz, always afraid of anyone but me, managed to escape the house - jumping 6' o the grond and running into the woods. 2 or 3 days later I came home from work and heard a meoww: Franz was abut 50' up a pine, no doubt in reaction to some large strange animal. When I spoke to him he came donw in a hurry and we had a love-in. Beast's adjustment was immediate. One morning as I turned onto the dirt road from the driveway I saw a flash of ornage down the road. Peering, sure enough, it was Beast, about 400' down and on the opposite side poiuncing on something in the brush. "All these worlds are yours" my friend. "But attempt no landing on Europa". Norm - here's Max and Beast surveying their new surroundings: http://community.webshots.com/photo/...8737ZOSqvYSfjP -- "The web has got me caught. I'd rather have the blues than what I've got." via Nat King Cole |
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Karen wrote: in article , Hopitus at wrote on 5/12/05 6:21 PM: Norm, thank you so much for your photos of your beloved RB strays that you gave a forever home to over the years. Thanks to the loving care you also gave them, they will be there @ foot of RB to greet you. I looked @ all the pics in the album. They are such wonderful memories. Thanks to you both for your comments and your own contributons here. A digital camera is so great for getting spontaneous pictures, that keep your companions forever nearby. Somehow it seems too that my current companions have taken on some of Beasts habits - like Quinn taking Beasties favorite spot jammed between my leg and the chair arm or just lying nearby purring. -- "The web has got me caught. I'd rather have the blues than what I've got." via Nat King Cole |
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On Thu, 12 May 2005 13:25:14 -0400, Norm wrote:
X-No-Archive: Yes On my bikeride this morning I thought about Beast and then about the other two. They were together a remarkably long time, considering they were all refugees, from 1991 to 2000. Max was top-cat in seniority and my affections but Beastie ruled the clowder. When Beast showed up I tried to chase him off because Max had been declawed and was always indoors until I arrived home one night to find all three lying around like long-time friends. Oh well. It took a bit of time to win Beast over but an offering of fresh tuna from my dinner finally did it. Beast took advantage of Max's shyness and constantly tweaked him - Max eventually learned not to take him seriously. One funny remembrance. In the early days there was Beauty, another refugee who only had a couple years to go but it was the time of his life and he was a great a joy. One morning I was skimming the pool and Beast chased Beauty around the berm, Beauty losing footing at one point and falling half in. Great sport! So Beast starts on Max who runs around the pool edge as well but suddenly turns and jumps the narrow isthmus in the center and Beast, attempting to make the sudden change, misses and lands in the pool. His chagrin was as great as my laughter. When I trapped and brought Franz home he was entranced by Beast and would follow him all around, to Beastie's great disgust, hisspitting and running - "YooHoo! Sailor! Seafood!" and this large ginger cat running from the relatively diminuative Franz. I always figured that the reason for Franz's affection was because there was a lot of ginger cats in the feral pack Franz was born into. Eventually Beast got acclimated and even basked in Franz's attentions; for one thing it made it easy for Beast to entice Franz into a grooming session which would always end with Beast bopping Franz. Here's the two playing guard cats: http://community.webshots.com/photo/...8669adMlyQfXEX In June 1996 I moved from Florida, forever I thought, Ha! This transported all 3 from an urban environment - all they'd ever known - to really rural surroundings with the nearest house 500' off. Franz, always afraid of anyone but me, managed to escape the house - jumping 6' o the grond and running into the woods. 2 or 3 days later I came home from work and heard a meoww: Franz was abut 50' up a pine, no doubt in reaction to some large strange animal. When I spoke to him he came donw in a hurry and we had a love-in. Beast's adjustment was immediate. One morning as I turned onto the dirt road from the driveway I saw a flash of ornage down the road. Peering, sure enough, it was Beast, about 400' down and on the opposite side poiuncing on something in the brush. "All these worlds are yours" my friend. "But attempt no landing on Europa". Norm - here's Max and Beast surveying their new surroundings: http://community.webshots.com/photo/...8737ZOSqvYSfjP Thanks for the great story. MLB |
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