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Meet the Cats on the Rock, Part 1 Meet Curzon Dax. Those of you who are not Star Trek fans won't recognize that name, but it's one I kept close to my heart, waiting for the day a cat special enough came along. I adopted Curzon from WAIF (Whidbey Animal Improvement Foundation, a no-kill shelter) about 3.5 years ago. I'd suffered the loss of one of my cats and a friend took me to the shelter in the hopes of cheering me up. I was in tears and couldn't face looking at all the forlorn faces, begging meows, when a volunteer asked me to have a look at a cat hidden behind another set of cages. "Hammy" -- named after the hyperactive red squirrel in "Over the Hedge" -- was doing somersaults against the bars of his cage in an attempt to get to me. The volunteer opened the cage door and out jumped this gorgeous, dilute red tabby, right into my arms. He flipped over onto his back like a baby, then proceeded to kiss me right on the mouth! My friend and I looked at one another and said, "He's my/your cat." Curzon is intensely loving and loyal. He fetches like a and spends all his spare time with me. He is, in fact, laying on my desk watching as I write this.   "If the doctor told me I had six minutes to live, I'd type a little faster." — Isaac Asimov |
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10/12/2012 8:16 am |
I agree with you, Free. Cats do choose you instead of the other way around. That wonderful 6th sense of theirs lets them know who would make the perfect pet-parent for them. Labs are amazing dogs! I love the image you painted; velcro doggy! lol "If the doctor told me I had six minutes to live, I'd type a little faster." — Isaac Asimov
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