Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Official Cat of Dead Air

At left: Peace Cat, official cat of Dead Air.

Isn't he just so sweet? He only weighs 6 pounds. I figured him to be about 6-8 months old when he came to our door, and he turned out to be fully grown. At that time, the vet estimated his age to be about 15 months old. He now approaches his ninth year, still looking like a sweet kitten. He has one of the sweetest dispositions of any cat I have ever owned. Although he was a stray, he obviously belonged to someone at one time. (He was already neutered.) He came to the terrace and jumped right on our laps, starved for attention. I would usually shriek, since he was covered with ticks from the woods. Even with the shrieking, he would purr delightedly on my lap. We fed him for around 6-8 weeks and finally decided to bring him inside. One of our best decisions ever.

As a scavenger, Peace Cat required major de-worming and assorted other expensive medical care. A few days before bringing him in, he brought us a dead mole as a gift, which he left right in front of the door to the terrace. We always joke that he must be thinking we really liked the mole, and let him in because of that: Wow, that mole landed me this cushy gig.

He has never tried to get outside, and shows no interest in going out, even with the door wide open. We assume this is because the time he lived outside was not pleasant, and he has no desire to repeat the experience.

Yes, he is my baby.

13 comments:

lifeaftermfa said...

We have two former strays - one (Cosby) was living in our basement when we moved in, and the other (Josie) my friend adopted but couldn't keep. Josie had a litter of kittens before her first birthday, poor little thing, and she's very runty but a sweetheart. Cosby sounds a lot like your guy - he likes to look out the window, but is very nervous about going outside again. I think he thinks once he's out, he's out for good.

sheila said...

Ah, what a cute baby! He really is beautiful!

Daisy said...

He's gorgeous! I'm so glad he became part of your family.

Marion said...

He has a very gentle look in his eyes. Long ago, I had a cat like this, although Sylvester was grey and white. He thought he was a person...going outside was only to do his business, and even in the Summer, his place in the corner of the couch was rarely free!

Thanks for the photo, Daisy...I miss my cats!

Anonymous said...

I thought I was the only one with a miniature cat. My Misty was a dumpster kitten; I bottle fed her from about 3 weeks old so I know she was well fed from an early age but as an adult, she weights a mere 5 lbs. Her littermate who received all the same advantages, weighted 10 pounds. Go figure.

Misty is the most loving cat I've ever had and doesn't go outside by choice.

B

Lisa said...

He is precious. And I love his name.

Kia said...

Love your kitty but I'm partial, my cats are similarly colored and hate the outdoors too!

ArrogantWorm said...

We've a cat remarkably similar in that she absolutely refuses to go near an open door, as she got out when she was young and was stuck in the rain for a week before she was found.

Joan said...

You can win more friends with moles.... ;) What a sweetie.

Rosa said...

So sweet! I once had, what we called a "compact cat" also.

Meowser said...

Oh, he looks so much like my Pendo. Is he really silky? He looks it.

mattilda bernstein sycamore said...

He is so cute -- and so interesting that he never wants to go outside, even with the doors open!!!

Love --
mattilda

Ann oDyne said...

"sweetest disposition of any cat I've ever owned" - boy he's got you fooled. You don't own him - he owns you.
Now go sing him that lovely Dwight Yoakam song "The heart that you own".

(PS thanks, I took your Go Vegetarian logo for my place)