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Meet the Felonius Felines This set of pages is a salute to our Fur Folk, past and present.
Meet the Empress Grace, a new sister LiLi's person lost his home and our friend Mary, she who is responsible for many of the fur friends we've loved over the years, brought her to stay with us. A new home called for a new name. She's a "Flame Point Siamese" with very blue eyes and a tail longer than her body. Cheryl named her "Empress Grace" seems to be adjusting to the Boys... Duncan and Mikey
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The only reason Duncan isn't up there is because he's not comfortable climbing up there. He's 16 pounds and a bit too big to share it with the kids. Of course he has his own favorite spot on the loveseat.
Now, in 2009, Duncan is the senior of our twoboys. We think he was about a year to 18 months old, and was found living behind a fast food resturant. This pic was taken shortly after Mikey arrived. He found Duncan's tail irrisistable. As a grown up, he still does. Angel was always a little shy. He stayed very close to Duncan during the day. He eventually did learn to play with his brothers and it tickled me to watch him with the catnip socks. In our house un-mated socks get filled with catnip and become cat toys. Mikey and Angel have claws and can pick them up out of the toy box. Then Duncan steals them and nests on them. Cats certainly have their own agendas but it's fun to watch. |
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On the Autumnal Equinox, 2003, a little black fuzzy critter arrived and managed to bring a lot of giggles with him. Some cats are born dignified. Mitzie (the Countess) never forgot that she was the Imperial One in the house. Sharra never remembered to give her the proper respect. Duncan has wonderfully silly moments and Mikey never seems to tire. He sneaks up on toes, kills shower curtains and makes sure empty water bottles never get a chance to trip me up.
He
was found in the basement of a building undergoing renovation.
His tail was broken in two places and he was in convulsions. Our
friend Mary had him on her shoulder, under her long red hair when
she came in. Curious l'il bugger that he is, he peeked out, and
I was had. 
The computer hutch has been a favorite snoozing spot for many of our felines. Sharra even had a cushion. When I bought a new monitor, we had to raise the hutch 4 inches so Angel and Mikey could continue their slothful ways in comfort. They do have SUCH a rough life. 
Duncan came to live with us in May, 1999. Sharra was 24 then and Jane was about the same age. Sharra took him in hand immediately and explained about litterboxes and sleeping arangements. She left us in August of that year. More of her story is 