Time flies

This is old news, more of an anniversary announcement.

A year ago this week I decided to trap Whitie, the mostly white, black
and white ex-feral tom cat, I'd been feeding so I could take him in to
be neutered. The plan when I made the appointment was to give him to
customer who wanted a barn cat. I made an appointment, but he didn't
show up on the day he was supposed to go to TED. I made another
appointment for the 17th. I managed to catch him and haul him in on
the 16th to be boarded overnight, so he would have an empty stomach
before the surgery. I figure the reason I was able to catch him was
because of all the purrs being sent, as I was posting updates and
getting trapping advice here. Anyway, I picked him up from the clinic
on the 18th. By that time I'd pretty much given up on the barn cat
idea, and gave him a real name.

It's about time for me to go to bed. I imagine there will be a mostly
white, black and white ex-feral tom cat sprawled across the middle of
the bed, as there is most nights when I go to bed. I'll wake him up
with a few scritches, and pet him for a few minutes. Tthen he'll go
get his before bed snack. Most nights he rejoins me on the bed before
I get to sleep, and when he does I give him a few more scritches
before saying, "Goodnight, Rocky"
--
Steve Touchstone,
faithful servant of Sammy, Little Bit and Rocky

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This is old news, more of an anniversary announcement.

A year ago this week I decided to trap Whitie, the mostly white, black
and white ex-feral tom cat, I'd been feeding so I could take him in to
be neutered. The plan when I made the appointment was to give him to
customer who wanted a barn cat. I made an appointment, but he didn't
show up on the day he was supposed to go to TED. I made another
appointment for the 17th. I managed to catch him and haul him in on
the 16th to be boarded overnight, so he would have an empty stomach
before the surgery. I figure the reason I was able to catch him was
because of all the purrs being sent, as I was posting updates and
getting trapping advice here. Anyway, I picked him up from the clinic
on the 18th. By that time I'd pretty much given up on the barn cat
idea, and gave him a real name.

It's about time for me to go to bed. I imagine there will be a mostly
white, black and white ex-feral tom cat sprawled across the middle of
the bed, as there is most nights when I go to bed. I'll wake him up
with a few scritches, and pet him for a few minutes. Tthen he'll go
get his before bed snack. Most nights he rejoins me on the bed before
I get to sleep, and when he does I give him a few more scritches
before saying, "Goodnight, Rocky"
--
Steve Touchstone,

Oh, that's a neat story. Rocky has it made now.
You always hear people who say that ferals can't be made into pets. Guess Rocky
never read that.

Sherry

This is old news, more of an anniversary announcement.

A year ago this week I decided to trap Whitie, the mostly white, black
and white ex-feral tom cat, I'd been feeding so I could take him in to
be neutered. The plan when I made the appointment was to give him to
customer who wanted a barn cat. I made an appointment, but he didn't
show up on the day he was supposed to go to TED. I made another
appointment for the 17th. I managed to catch him and haul him in on
the 16th to be boarded overnight, so he would have an empty stomach
before the surgery. I figure the reason I was able to catch him was
because of all the purrs being sent, as I was posting updates and
getting trapping advice here. Anyway, I picked him up from the clinic
on the 18th. By that time I'd pretty much given up on the barn cat
idea, and gave him a real name.

It's about time for me to go to bed. I imagine there will be a mostly
white, black and white ex-feral tom cat sprawled across the middle of
the bed, as there is most nights when I go to bed. I'll wake him up
with a few scritches, and pet him for a few minutes. Tthen he'll go
get his before bed snack. Most nights he rejoins me on the bed before
I get to sleep, and when he does I give him a few more scritches
before saying, "Goodnight, Rocky"
--
Steve Touchstone,

Oh, that's a neat story. Rocky has it made now.
You always hear people who say that ferals can't be made into pets. Guess Rocky
never read that.

Sherry

Awww.... congratulations!


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Awww.... congratulations!


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in article , Steve Touchstone at
wrote on 7/8/04 12:02AM:

This is old news, more of an anniversary announcement.

A year ago this week I decided to trap Whitie, the mostly white, black
and white ex-feral tom cat, I'd been feeding so I could take him in to
be neutered. The plan when I made the appointment was to give him to
customer who wanted a barn cat. I made an appointment, but he didn't
show up on the day he was supposed to go to TED. I made another
appointment for the 17th. I managed to catch him and haul him in on
the 16th to be boarded overnight, so he would have an empty stomach
before the surgery. I figure the reason I was able to catch him was
because of all the purrs being sent, as I was posting updates and
getting trapping advice here. Anyway, I picked him up from the clinic
on the 18th. By that time I'd pretty much given up on the barn cat
idea, and gave him a real name.

It's about time for me to go to bed. I imagine there will be a mostly
white, black and white ex-feral tom cat sprawled across the middle of
the bed, as there is most nights when I go to bed. I'll wake him up
with a few scritches, and pet him for a few minutes. Tthen he'll go
get his before bed snack. Most nights he rejoins me on the bed before
I get to sleep, and when he does I give him a few more scritches
before saying, "Goodnight, Rocky"

Wow. He sure adapted quickly. What a good boy!!! Congrats!!

in article , Steve Touchstone at
wrote on 7/8/04 12:02AM:

This is old news, more of an anniversary announcement.

A year ago this week I decided to trap Whitie, the mostly white, black
and white ex-feral tom cat, I'd been feeding so I could take him in to
be neutered. The plan when I made the appointment was to give him to
customer who wanted a barn cat. I made an appointment, but he didn't
show up on the day he was supposed to go to TED. I made another
appointment for the 17th. I managed to catch him and haul him in on
the 16th to be boarded overnight, so he would have an empty stomach
before the surgery. I figure the reason I was able to catch him was
because of all the purrs being sent, as I was posting updates and
getting trapping advice here. Anyway, I picked him up from the clinic
on the 18th. By that time I'd pretty much given up on the barn cat
idea, and gave him a real name.

It's about time for me to go to bed. I imagine there will be a mostly
white, black and white ex-feral tom cat sprawled across the middle of
the bed, as there is most nights when I go to bed. I'll wake him up
with a few scritches, and pet him for a few minutes. Tthen he'll go
get his before bed snack. Most nights he rejoins me on the bed before
I get to sleep, and when he does I give him a few more scritches
before saying, "Goodnight, Rocky"

Wow. He sure adapted quickly. What a good boy!!! Congrats!!

Steve Touchstone skrev i meddelandet ...
This is old news, more of an anniversary announcement.

A year ago this week I decided to trap Whitie, the mostly white, black
and white ex-feral tom cat, I'd been feeding so I could take him in to
be neutered. The plan when I made the appointment was to give him to
customer who wanted a barn cat. I made an appointment, but he didn't
show up on the day he was supposed to go to TED. I made another
appointment for the 17th. I managed to catch him and haul him in on
the 16th to be boarded overnight, so he would have an empty stomach
before the surgery. I figure the reason I was able to catch him was
because of all the purrs being sent, as I was posting updates and
getting trapping advice here. Anyway, I picked him up from the clinic
on the 18th. By that time I'd pretty much given up on the barn cat
idea, and gave him a real name.

It's about time for me to go to bed. I imagine there will be a mostly
white, black and white ex-feral tom cat sprawled across the middle of
the bed, as there is most nights when I go to bed. I'll wake him up
with a few scritches, and pet him for a few minutes. Tthen he'll go
get his before bed snack. Most nights he rejoins me on the bed before
I get to sleep, and when he does I give him a few more scritches
before saying, "Goodnight, Rocky"


Is it really a whole year since you got Rocky? Time does fly!
Happy anniversary and many more!
Elisabet and Hugo Katt

Steve Touchstone skrev i meddelandet ...
This is old news, more of an anniversary announcement.

A year ago this week I decided to trap Whitie, the mostly white, black
and white ex-feral tom cat, I'd been feeding so I could take him in to
be neutered. The plan when I made the appointment was to give him to
customer who wanted a barn cat. I made an appointment, but he didn't
show up on the day he was supposed to go to TED. I made another
appointment for the 17th. I managed to catch him and haul him in on
the 16th to be boarded overnight, so he would have an empty stomach
before the surgery. I figure the reason I was able to catch him was
because of all the purrs being sent, as I was posting updates and
getting trapping advice here. Anyway, I picked him up from the clinic
on the 18th. By that time I'd pretty much given up on the barn cat
idea, and gave him a real name.

It's about time for me to go to bed. I imagine there will be a mostly
white, black and white ex-feral tom cat sprawled across the middle of
the bed, as there is most nights when I go to bed. I'll wake him up
with a few scritches, and pet him for a few minutes. Tthen he'll go
get his before bed snack. Most nights he rejoins me on the bed before
I get to sleep, and when he does I give him a few more scritches
before saying, "Goodnight, Rocky"


Is it really a whole year since you got Rocky? Time does fly!
Happy anniversary and many more!
Elisabet and Hugo Katt

On Thu, 08 Jul 2004 00:02:43 -0500, Steve Touchstone
yodeled:

This is old news, more of an anniversary announcement.

A year ago this week I decided to trap Whitie, the mostly white, black
and white ex-feral tom cat, I'd been feeding so I could take him in to
be neutered. The plan when I made the appointment was to give him to
customer who wanted a barn cat. I made an appointment, but he didn't
show up on the day he was supposed to go to TED. I made another
appointment for the 17th. I managed to catch him and haul him in on
the 16th to be boarded overnight, so he would have an empty stomach
before the surgery. I figure the reason I was able to catch him was
because of all the purrs being sent, as I was posting updates and
getting trapping advice here. Anyway, I picked him up from the clinic
on the 18th. By that time I'd pretty much given up on the barn cat
idea, and gave him a real name.

It's about time for me to go to bed. I imagine there will be a mostly
white, black and white ex-feral tom cat sprawled across the middle of
the bed, as there is most nights when I go to bed. I'll wake him up
with a few scritches, and pet him for a few minutes. Tthen he'll go
get his before bed snack. Most nights he rejoins me on the bed before
I get to sleep, and when he does I give him a few more scritches
before saying, "Goodnight, Rocky"

Awwww, that's too sweet.



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