Re: You think you have it bad?
Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2021 7:05 pm
We had a wonderful Persian 'rescue' cat, that someone tried to kill with a hoe.
We got him from a vet. The poor critter had many stitched-up scars, which had required his fur to be drastically trimmed.
Initially, he looked like the "Cowardly Lion". He sounded like Darth Vader, as he approached!
He started out as our 'barn cat' and earned his way into the house, as an indoor/outdoor cat.
He acted like a dog in many ways. He quickly learned the name we gave him and came when his name, "Scruff", was called.
He would let us know, when he needed to go out or come into the house. He actively sought to be in our company.
One time, Scruff took a great interest in an 'empty' feed bin in the barn. I opened the lid and four or five mice were scrambling in the residue of grain.
I dropped the cat into the bin and he dispatched all the mice with lightening speed, like a Rat-Terrier in an arena!
The noisy guy was an amazing and highly successful hunter. Scruff was precise and deadly in administering the Coup de Gras on vermin.
He loved my wife and would leave her a neat line of mouse heads & entrails, at the back-door, to prove his prowess and affection.
His fine Persian hair prove to be his undoing. He would get very matted and it was like alligator wrestling to clear away knots of fur that hindered his mobility.
My wife attended a local Expo/Fair and won the prize of a "Free Pet Trimming" at a Dog & Cat Groomer.
Poor Scruff had a heart attack and died, during his 'Spa Treatment'. The Pet Groomer was distraught.
We were sad and missed having such a great cat.
Scruff? He left Life looking Good!
We got him from a vet. The poor critter had many stitched-up scars, which had required his fur to be drastically trimmed.
Initially, he looked like the "Cowardly Lion". He sounded like Darth Vader, as he approached!
He started out as our 'barn cat' and earned his way into the house, as an indoor/outdoor cat.
He acted like a dog in many ways. He quickly learned the name we gave him and came when his name, "Scruff", was called.
He would let us know, when he needed to go out or come into the house. He actively sought to be in our company.
One time, Scruff took a great interest in an 'empty' feed bin in the barn. I opened the lid and four or five mice were scrambling in the residue of grain.
I dropped the cat into the bin and he dispatched all the mice with lightening speed, like a Rat-Terrier in an arena!
The noisy guy was an amazing and highly successful hunter. Scruff was precise and deadly in administering the Coup de Gras on vermin.
He loved my wife and would leave her a neat line of mouse heads & entrails, at the back-door, to prove his prowess and affection.
His fine Persian hair prove to be his undoing. He would get very matted and it was like alligator wrestling to clear away knots of fur that hindered his mobility.
My wife attended a local Expo/Fair and won the prize of a "Free Pet Trimming" at a Dog & Cat Groomer.
Poor Scruff had a heart attack and died, during his 'Spa Treatment'. The Pet Groomer was distraught.
We were sad and missed having such a great cat.
Scruff? He left Life looking Good!