When I was a kid - I joined the local 4H club. As a project thru 4H, I adopted an adult male cat from a local shelter - a cat that was scheduled to be euthanized. He was a beautiful American Shorthair Tabby = I named him Mr. Putti-Tat Bojangles. So, I liked Tweety bird and the song!!
We called him Putt (pronounced poot).
As part of the project I had to go to a breeder's home, help her care for her cats and dogs - she bred Russian Wolfhounds - and learn about caring for cats, cat breeds, etc. Oh, and I remember I had to assist her at a local cat show.
On one of the trips to this lady's home, my mother came in to meet her and sat on her very low-to-the-floor couch. One of the wolfhounds came into the room, a very tall skinny dog - walked over to my mom, turned around and 'sat' on her lap - the dog's legs never left the floor. My mom leaned back with an 'oh my - what is this thing!' look on her face. I still laugh about this memory.
So out of this 4h project, I think I received a ribbon - but I also received a beautiful, loving cat. Putt was a great cat. But he developed a urinary tract blockage to which male cats are susceptible. And, unfortunately, I did not understand what was happening when he broke training and began urinating on the floor. So he died. It is important for all owners of cats to know that if your cat breaks training - something is wrong - take them to a vet immediately!!
Oh, how amazing your talent is. This is a beautiful painting of Put, as we fondly called "Mr. Putti-Tat Bojangles". He was a one of our best cats. And thanks to your experience with him, we were able to diagnose in time the same urinary problem in my cat, Pointer. He was cured, but never did like the box again. So Pointer became a barn kitty for Uncle Jasper.
ReplyDeleteDo you remember how Put would come and sit in front of you and stare at you until you went upstairs to bed? Ever wonder if Mom was training him to do that since you were her baby.