Thursday, October 30, 2008

We Three Kings - The Second King arrives

D.O.G., Deeojii, Spike, Fluffcat….cat of many names…. and a real King of the Hill.

It was early December, 2007 and we had decided that we had room in our hearts for a second cat. Angel had been with us for two years now and had settled in quite well. His enjoyment of human company led us to believe that he would also be happy with a four legged companion when we weren't home.

Papa Bear had been looking through a local marketplace on Facebook and saw a photo of a beautiful young white cat whose owner was moving to a condo that would not accept pets. Mama Bear willingly picked up the phone right away to call the owner …after reminding Papa Bear about his “no fluffy cats” rule. This was a beautiful cat indeed – and he was one of the fluffiest cats we have ever seen. We found out he was deaf but his owner assured us that this wasn’t really anything to worry about. We also learned that he had spent some time with a house full of cats (where he was harassed by these other cats) and then he went to a house with a small dog (which constantly chased him).

Less than two weeks later we opened the door to see a burly guy carrying a laundry basket filled with cat food dishes and a curious cat! He explained that the cat didn’t have a name until it was time to take him to the vet for his needles. When his owner was asked for a name to write down on the vet records, he decided that D.O.G. would make a good name. Mama Bear thought it would be great to change this to the phonetic Deeojii … but somehow she was the only one who thought this was a good name! Since Papa Bear was instrumental in choosing this particular cat, he had the honor of naming the new addition and picked Spike. (Yes…too much Buffy watching in this house when the girls were younger.) Mama Bear simply calls him Fluffcat (for obvious reasons) knowing that he is not going to answer to his name anyway!

In the first week that Spike joined the family, he showed us that he was a night cat who loved to jump onto the highest places he could get to. That part wasn’t bad – it was the crashing sound when he knocked something down that started to sound too familiar after a few days. Of course, being deaf, he doesn’t hear it when his large paws or huge fluffy tail takes something out….we are the only ones that hear the noises at 3 AM! He has the most amazing effortless jump and can get up on places we have never seen a cat on before. But you’ll hear more about that later.

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