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-L.
July 23rd 06, 08:24 AM
Pinky was a stripey orange cat that showed up on my back porch one
snowy winter afternoon in December of 1990. He was a young cat - maybe
10-11 months old - strong boned and quite large - and quite hungry. He
was gorgeous - true cream-orange with deeper orange stripes, a little
lighter on the beck and belly, and had an incredible pink nose and
lips. Right way he was friendly. I lived in a rural area with farms
close by so I figured he was a Spring kitten who wantered away from the
farm looking for food. I fed him, opened my garage to him and put some
water out for him. I figured he'd either stay or go back to wherever
he had come from, but I wanted him to have a good meal, at least.
Well, every night thereafter, when I got home around 6:00 - the big
orange cat would be waiting for me. I'd give him some attention, go in
and feed him, and then go back to the house to my own kitties, always
hoping Mr. orange would go back to wherever he came from. After a
couple days, he started bringing me mice. Sometimes it was a whole
mouse - others, just the head. Once he brought me just the nose,
whiskers attached! he must have been hungry that day. By this time, I
had run two ads in the paper - one for lost cat, and another big orange
cat available for adoption. Neither ad got responses, so I decided to
have him vetted and neutered and take him to my Mom for Christmas. My
Mom had lost my other cat to CRF a few months before, and was down to
only one kitty, so I knew she'd be receptive.

I walked into her house with the carrier, and her first words were "Oh,
you didn't!" Yes, Mom, I did. I had named him Fritz for vet purposes,
but Mom took one look at him and said "My Dad used to have a big ole
Orange Tom he called Pink." Shortly there after, she started calling
him Pinky. Pinky (or Pinkus as he was often called) settle in right
way- he got along fabulously with the resident Black and White, Otis,
and of course Mom loved him dearly. He was a sweet cat - always
rubbing your legs and wanting you to scritch his butt right above his
tail. He'd lift his nose up in the air and get a certain look of
esctasy in his eye when you did this. He loved to sleep with you but
wasn't an in-your-face kitty. He'd prefer to be between your legs or
curled up on the foot of your bed. He was always an indoor-outdoor
kitty but never strayed too far away from home. He ruled the roost at
Mom's - always keeping on top of what was going on from the front
porrch or from beneath the bushes at the front of the house. When
inside, you could always find Pinky on the back of the couch looking
out the window - this was so true I even made up a song about it. :)
Pink always took well to other cats - Mom acquired a couple of kittens
over the years and you'd often see Pinky playing with them, or holding
them down "scolding" them, and giving them kisses on the head that were
*just* a little too rough, as if to say "You do as I say, ya little
brat!"

Pinky lived with Mom until she died in 2001. She died very suddenly at
home, and when she was found, Pink was curled up in her lab, keeping
her company. I like to think he was with her when she died - any time
he was on your lap, you were happy. Pinky then went to live with my
sister in an older farm house out in the country, which they later
decided to renovate. He adjusted well to the rural life there, settled
in with the other kitties, would prowl the property, and hang out in
the bushes like he did at Mom's. One night, he was on the porch when a
bobcat came up to investigate! Pink screamed bloody murder (and peed),
and my sisiter ran out and rescued him. He was so scared he stayed in
for a few days afterwards. Mom always used to tell him if he didn't
come in at night the Boogey Cat was going to get him - little did she
know it was true! Pinky got in trouble one time during rennovation by
climbing up walls and between the floors to investigate. He was a
curious cat, and very smart but sometimes that got him into trouble.

A few days ago, my sister drove up and saw Pinky in the yard . She
called him but he didn't come trotting up like he usually did. When he
eventually did come, something was definitely not right with him. His
hindquarters were weak and the look in his eyes wasn't right. She
rushed him to the Emergency vet, they ran all sorts of test on him and
found noththing wrong. They put him on supportive care and he perked
up a bit, so they transfered him to the regular vet as soon as they
could. That vet x-rayed Pinky and found a large mass in his chest. He
did ok for a day or so but then declined rapidly. The vet said she
thought maybe the cancer had spread to his brain. My sister chose to
euthanize him yesterday to end his suffering.

This photo, which my BIL took, exemplifies Pinky. He was one big lug
with a heart of gold:

http://groups.msn.com/idontmindsCompanionAnimalConnection/shoebox.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=51

Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.
He was smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could be, and a big fluff ball
of purrs. Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
she is glad to have you with her you again.


-L.

Niel Humphreys
July 23rd 06, 11:10 AM
"-L." > wrote in message
ups.com...
> Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
> Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.
> He was smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could be, and a big fluff ball
> of purrs. Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
> love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.


Purrs what a beautiful story. The world is a smaller place without this icon
of cat-dom. :(
--

Niel H

cybercat
July 23rd 06, 01:20 PM
"-L." > wrote in message
ups.com...
> Pinky was a stripey orange cat that showed up on my back porch one
> snowy winter afternoon in December of 1990. [...]

> Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
> Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.
> He was smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could be, and a big fluff ball
> of purrs. Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
> love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.
>

Thanks for taking the time to tell the story, Lyn. He sounds like a
wonderful
boy. I would like to have a Pinky! I still want a Big Orange Boycat. I know
you will miss him.

Michael Lane
July 23rd 06, 02:09 PM
L- wrote,

>Pink was an awesome cat, and will be
> greatly missed. He did all Big Orange
> Cats everywhere proud - he was an
> archetypical Big Orange Cat. He was
> smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could
> be, and a big fluff ball of purrs. Goodbye
> Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr.
> Fuzzy Pants. We love you and someday
> will see you again. Take care of Mom - I
> am sure she is glad to have you with her
> you again.
------------------------------------------

You gave Big Orange aka Pink 16 good years. A clink of the glass to
Pink. That was a very touching & moving story about a fine kitty.

Michael Lane

" in vino veritas "
Pliny 100 A D

Buddy
July 23rd 06, 02:21 PM
What a touching story and a beautiful picture of a great kitty!!!


Michael Lane wrote:
> L- wrote,
>
> >Pink was an awesome cat, and will be
> > greatly missed. He did all Big Orange
> > Cats everywhere proud - he was an
> > archetypical Big Orange Cat. He was
> > smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could
> > be, and a big fluff ball of purrs. Goodbye
> > Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr.
> > Fuzzy Pants. We love you and someday
> > will see you again. Take care of Mom - I
> > am sure she is glad to have you with her
> > you again.
> ------------------------------------------
>
> You gave Big Orange aka Pink 16 good years. A clink of the glass to
> Pink. That was a very touching & moving story about a fine kitty.
>
> Michael Lane
>
> " in vino veritas "
> Pliny 100 A D

Gail Futoran
July 23rd 06, 02:47 PM
"-L." > wrote in message
ups.com...
[snip]
> This photo, which my BIL took, exemplifies Pinky. He was one big lug
> with a heart of gold:
>
> http://groups.msn.com/idontmindsCompanionAnimalConnection/shoebox.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=51
>
> Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
> Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.
> He was smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could be, and a big fluff ball
> of purrs. Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
> love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.
>
>
> -L.

What a lovely memorial to a great cat. Thank
you for sharing.

Gail F.
Ruled by Lao Ma, Ephiny, Minya, Melosa

Charlie Wilkes
July 23rd 06, 03:02 PM
On 23 Jul 2006 00:24:11 -0700, "-L." > wrote:

>Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
>Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.

Sad that he had to go, but he enjoyed a long happy life. The
pictures are wonderful.

Charlie

Elizabeth Blake
July 23rd 06, 03:20 PM
"-L." > wrote in message
ups.com...

> Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
> Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.
> He was smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could be, and a big fluff ball
> of purrs. Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
> love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.
>
>
> -L.

Beautiful story. Pinky sounds like he was an ideal cat, and had a lot of
fun, love & adventures in his life.

--
Liz

blkcatgal
July 23rd 06, 03:24 PM
Pinky had a great life. I am so sorry for your loss.

Sue
"-L." > wrote in message
ups.com...
> Pinky was a stripey orange cat that showed up on my back porch one
> snowy winter afternoon in December of 1990. He was a young cat - maybe
> 10-11 months old - strong boned and quite large - and quite hungry. He
> was gorgeous - true cream-orange with deeper orange stripes, a little
> lighter on the beck and belly, and had an incredible pink nose and
> lips. Right way he was friendly. I lived in a rural area with farms
> close by so I figured he was a Spring kitten who wantered away from the
> farm looking for food. I fed him, opened my garage to him and put some
> water out for him. I figured he'd either stay or go back to wherever
> he had come from, but I wanted him to have a good meal, at least.
> Well, every night thereafter, when I got home around 6:00 - the big
> orange cat would be waiting for me. I'd give him some attention, go in
> and feed him, and then go back to the house to my own kitties, always
> hoping Mr. orange would go back to wherever he came from. After a
> couple days, he started bringing me mice. Sometimes it was a whole
> mouse - others, just the head. Once he brought me just the nose,
> whiskers attached! he must have been hungry that day. By this time, I
> had run two ads in the paper - one for lost cat, and another big orange
> cat available for adoption. Neither ad got responses, so I decided to
> have him vetted and neutered and take him to my Mom for Christmas. My
> Mom had lost my other cat to CRF a few months before, and was down to
> only one kitty, so I knew she'd be receptive.
>
> I walked into her house with the carrier, and her first words were "Oh,
> you didn't!" Yes, Mom, I did. I had named him Fritz for vet purposes,
> but Mom took one look at him and said "My Dad used to have a big ole
> Orange Tom he called Pink." Shortly there after, she started calling
> him Pinky. Pinky (or Pinkus as he was often called) settle in right
> way- he got along fabulously with the resident Black and White, Otis,
> and of course Mom loved him dearly. He was a sweet cat - always
> rubbing your legs and wanting you to scritch his butt right above his
> tail. He'd lift his nose up in the air and get a certain look of
> esctasy in his eye when you did this. He loved to sleep with you but
> wasn't an in-your-face kitty. He'd prefer to be between your legs or
> curled up on the foot of your bed. He was always an indoor-outdoor
> kitty but never strayed too far away from home. He ruled the roost at
> Mom's - always keeping on top of what was going on from the front
> porrch or from beneath the bushes at the front of the house. When
> inside, you could always find Pinky on the back of the couch looking
> out the window - this was so true I even made up a song about it. :)
> Pink always took well to other cats - Mom acquired a couple of kittens
> over the years and you'd often see Pinky playing with them, or holding
> them down "scolding" them, and giving them kisses on the head that were
> *just* a little too rough, as if to say "You do as I say, ya little
> brat!"
>
> Pinky lived with Mom until she died in 2001. She died very suddenly at
> home, and when she was found, Pink was curled up in her lab, keeping
> her company. I like to think he was with her when she died - any time
> he was on your lap, you were happy. Pinky then went to live with my
> sister in an older farm house out in the country, which they later
> decided to renovate. He adjusted well to the rural life there, settled
> in with the other kitties, would prowl the property, and hang out in
> the bushes like he did at Mom's. One night, he was on the porch when a
> bobcat came up to investigate! Pink screamed bloody murder (and peed),
> and my sisiter ran out and rescued him. He was so scared he stayed in
> for a few days afterwards. Mom always used to tell him if he didn't
> come in at night the Boogey Cat was going to get him - little did she
> know it was true! Pinky got in trouble one time during rennovation by
> climbing up walls and between the floors to investigate. He was a
> curious cat, and very smart but sometimes that got him into trouble.
>
> A few days ago, my sister drove up and saw Pinky in the yard . She
> called him but he didn't come trotting up like he usually did. When he
> eventually did come, something was definitely not right with him. His
> hindquarters were weak and the look in his eyes wasn't right. She
> rushed him to the Emergency vet, they ran all sorts of test on him and
> found noththing wrong. They put him on supportive care and he perked
> up a bit, so they transfered him to the regular vet as soon as they
> could. That vet x-rayed Pinky and found a large mass in his chest. He
> did ok for a day or so but then declined rapidly. The vet said she
> thought maybe the cancer had spread to his brain. My sister chose to
> euthanize him yesterday to end his suffering.
>
> This photo, which my BIL took, exemplifies Pinky. He was one big lug
> with a heart of gold:
>
> http://groups.msn.com/idontmindsCompanionAnimalConnection/shoebox.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=51
>
> Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
> Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.
> He was smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could be, and a big fluff ball
> of purrs. Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
> love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.
>
>
> -L.
>

Charley's human
July 23rd 06, 07:57 PM
My hat is off to Pinky! Thanks for sharing his story. Your family was
truly blessed.

Michelle

angel
July 23rd 06, 11:51 PM
-L. wrote:
Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
> love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.

He was really handsome
I know I would have liked him if I met him
You got a big heart Lyn

Thanks for the warming story

Regards about your moms, and to your sis.

Barb
July 24th 06, 01:04 AM
Pinky was a beautiful cat and your story about him was a wonderful tribute.

--
Barb
Of course I don't look busy,
I did it right the first time.

Rhonda
July 24th 06, 01:45 AM
Very nice eulogy to a special cat, Lyn. I can't believe that part about
Pinky on your mom's lap when she was found -- what a heart-grabber.

Thanks for telling the story,

Rhonda

-L. wrote:
> Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.

> -L.

-L.
July 24th 06, 04:05 AM
Rhonda wrote:
> Very nice eulogy to a special cat, Lyn. I can't believe that part about
> Pinky on your mom's lap when she was found -- what a heart-grabber.
>
> Thanks for telling the story,
>
> Rhonda

Thanks, everyone for your kind words. My sister is very upset, but I
tried to let her know she did the best for him. She went above and
beyond the call of duty at the end, and no cat could have asked for
more.

We are going there to visit in a couple of weeks - sis was hoping to
keep him alive until I could see him. That didn't happen, and I'm ok
with it, but I do miss him already.

-L.

angel
July 24th 06, 04:49 AM
-L. wrote:

> We are going there to visit in a couple of weeks - sis was hoping to
> keep him alive until I could see him. That didn't happen, and I'm ok
> with it, but I do miss him already.

oh, so sorry, I bet when you talked with your sister Pinky was usually
brought up like one of the children.

-
maybe you could copy your ode into ms word, use a neat font
and print your family a copy, I bet they would appreciate it

Did pinky wear sox? I bet he wore stripey sox. maybe you could write a
book called
Ode to Pinky, just the tale of an everyday cat for everyday people, not
a practical cat, but a cats cat. for example: if pinky was a man, he
would have probably smoked a pipe.

I hate to see loved ones pass; but sometimes their life was so full and
rich the survivors feel a certain comfort, almost an encouragement that
says live life to the fullest, something like that...

THANK GOD NOBODY POSTED RAINBOW BRIDGE - I would have choked them.
although it's a lovely poem. I get plucked.. it's like here... "have a
rainbow bridge"
aaaaaah people mean well, I shouldn't be so critical.

-L.
July 24th 06, 04:52 AM
angel wrote:
> oh, so sorry, I bet when you talked with your sister Pinky was usually
> brought up like one of the children.
>
> -
> maybe you could copy your ode into ms word, use a neat font
> and print your family a copy, I bet they would appreciate it
>
> Did pinky wear sox? I bet he wore stripey sox. maybe you could write a
> book called
> Ode to Pinky, just the tale of an everyday cat for everyday people, not
> a practical cat, but a cats cat. for example: if pinky was a man, he
> would have probably smoked a pipe.
>
> I hate to see loved ones pass; but sometimes their life was so full and
> rich the survivors feel a certain comfort, almost an encouragement that
> says live life to the fullest, something like that...
>
> THANK GOD NOBODY POSTED RAINBOW BRIDGE - I would have choked them.
> although it's a lovely poem. I get plucked.. it's like here... "have a
> rainbow bridge"
> aaaaaah people mean well, I shouldn't be so critical.

Ok, barry, you cracked me up! Thanks for the laugh. I have thought
about writing a book about cats I have known - through the vet or
otherwise. There have been so many.

-L.

Candace
July 24th 06, 07:54 PM
-L. wrote:

> Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
> Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.
> He was smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could be, and a big fluff ball
> of purrs. Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
> love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.
>
>
Lyn, I'm very sorry about Pinky. He sounds like he touched many lives,
cat and human. He seems to have had an ideal, full life. Your tribute
to him was touching and he was gorgeous.

Candace

The Cat Whisperer
July 24th 06, 10:18 PM
I wanted an orange kitty before I got my 2 non-orange ones... I was unable
to find one at the time and I fell in love with the 2 I have right away.
Pinky was a real beauty, and your description was great, he sounded like a
perfect friend.
A real loss for your family and the cat world.

Also, I am sure your mother went more peacefully with Pinky on her lap, that
was pretty touching.
Best wishes for you and your family without Pinky.


"-L." > wrote in message
ups.com...
> Pinky was a stripey orange cat that showed up on my back porch one
> snowy winter afternoon in December of 1990. He was a young cat - maybe
> 10-11 months old - strong boned and quite large - and quite hungry. He
> was gorgeous - true cream-orange with deeper orange stripes, a little
> lighter on the beck and belly, and had an incredible pink nose and
> lips. Right way he was friendly. I lived in a rural area with farms
> close by so I figured he was a Spring kitten who wantered away from the
> farm looking for food. I fed him, opened my garage to him and put some
> water out for him. I figured he'd either stay or go back to wherever
> he had come from, but I wanted him to have a good meal, at least.
> Well, every night thereafter, when I got home around 6:00 - the big
> orange cat would be waiting for me. I'd give him some attention, go in
> and feed him, and then go back to the house to my own kitties, always
> hoping Mr. orange would go back to wherever he came from. After a
> couple days, he started bringing me mice. Sometimes it was a whole
> mouse - others, just the head. Once he brought me just the nose,
> whiskers attached! he must have been hungry that day. By this time, I
> had run two ads in the paper - one for lost cat, and another big orange
> cat available for adoption. Neither ad got responses, so I decided to
> have him vetted and neutered and take him to my Mom for Christmas. My
> Mom had lost my other cat to CRF a few months before, and was down to
> only one kitty, so I knew she'd be receptive.
>
> I walked into her house with the carrier, and her first words were "Oh,
> you didn't!" Yes, Mom, I did. I had named him Fritz for vet purposes,
> but Mom took one look at him and said "My Dad used to have a big ole
> Orange Tom he called Pink." Shortly there after, she started calling
> him Pinky. Pinky (or Pinkus as he was often called) settle in right
> way- he got along fabulously with the resident Black and White, Otis,
> and of course Mom loved him dearly. He was a sweet cat - always
> rubbing your legs and wanting you to scritch his butt right above his
> tail. He'd lift his nose up in the air and get a certain look of
> esctasy in his eye when you did this. He loved to sleep with you but
> wasn't an in-your-face kitty. He'd prefer to be between your legs or
> curled up on the foot of your bed. He was always an indoor-outdoor
> kitty but never strayed too far away from home. He ruled the roost at
> Mom's - always keeping on top of what was going on from the front
> porrch or from beneath the bushes at the front of the house. When
> inside, you could always find Pinky on the back of the couch looking
> out the window - this was so true I even made up a song about it. :)
> Pink always took well to other cats - Mom acquired a couple of kittens
> over the years and you'd often see Pinky playing with them, or holding
> them down "scolding" them, and giving them kisses on the head that were
> *just* a little too rough, as if to say "You do as I say, ya little
> brat!"
>
> Pinky lived with Mom until she died in 2001. She died very suddenly at
> home, and when she was found, Pink was curled up in her lab, keeping
> her company. I like to think he was with her when she died - any time
> he was on your lap, you were happy. Pinky then went to live with my
> sister in an older farm house out in the country, which they later
> decided to renovate. He adjusted well to the rural life there, settled
> in with the other kitties, would prowl the property, and hang out in
> the bushes like he did at Mom's. One night, he was on the porch when a
> bobcat came up to investigate! Pink screamed bloody murder (and peed),
> and my sisiter ran out and rescued him. He was so scared he stayed in
> for a few days afterwards. Mom always used to tell him if he didn't
> come in at night the Boogey Cat was going to get him - little did she
> know it was true! Pinky got in trouble one time during rennovation by
> climbing up walls and between the floors to investigate. He was a
> curious cat, and very smart but sometimes that got him into trouble.
>
> A few days ago, my sister drove up and saw Pinky in the yard . She
> called him but he didn't come trotting up like he usually did. When he
> eventually did come, something was definitely not right with him. His
> hindquarters were weak and the look in his eyes wasn't right. She
> rushed him to the Emergency vet, they ran all sorts of test on him and
> found noththing wrong. They put him on supportive care and he perked
> up a bit, so they transfered him to the regular vet as soon as they
> could. That vet x-rayed Pinky and found a large mass in his chest. He
> did ok for a day or so but then declined rapidly. The vet said she
> thought maybe the cancer had spread to his brain. My sister chose to
> euthanize him yesterday to end his suffering.
>
> This photo, which my BIL took, exemplifies Pinky. He was one big lug
> with a heart of gold:
>
> http://groups.msn.com/idontmindsCompanionAnimalConnection/shoebox.msnw?action=ShowPhoto&PhotoID=51
>
> Pink was an awesome cat, and will be greatly missed. He did all Big
> Orange Cats everywhere proud - he was an archetypical Big Orange Cat.
> He was smart as a whip, sweet as a cat could be, and a big fluff ball
> of purrs. Goodbye Sweet Pinkus - Stinkus Pinkus - Mr. Fuzzy Pants. We
> love you and someday will see you again. Take care of Mom - I am sure
> she is glad to have you with her you again.
>
>
> -L.
>

Ryan Robbins
July 26th 06, 09:58 AM
What a loving tribute to a dearly missed friend.

-- Ryan

August 1st 06, 06:37 AM
I'm so sorry about Pinky. I've never been without a big orange kitty,
I adore them. I saw Pink's picture and he reminds me so much of my
present boy, OrangeJuice who loves everyone, including all my dogs and
cats. RIP Pinky.