A Tale of Two Mooches

Here are two kitties named Mooch. One's a cartoon, one's a dear family
friend.

http://muttscomics.com/cast/mooch.asp

http://www.flippyscatpage.com/moochtwo.html

Do you have a Mooch of your own in your life?

Bobcat wrote:
Here are two kitties named Mooch. One's a cartoon, one's a dear family
friend.

http://muttscomics.com/cast/mooch.asp

http://www.flippyscatpage.com/moochtwo.html

Do you have a Mooch of your own in your life?


I used to: I always thought Frank and Mooch were very similar in both
looks and nature. I even made him a li'l pink sock:

http://tinyurl.com/6ro6v

--
Marina, Miranda and Caliban. In loving memory of Frank and Nikki.
Stories and pics at http://koti.welho.com/mkurten/
Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/
and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki

Bobcat wrote:
Do you have a Mooch of your own in your life?

Marina wrote:

I used to: I always thought Frank and Mooch were very similar in both
looks and nature. I even made him a li'l pink sock:
http://tinyurl.com/6ro6v
Marina

Frank looked very much like our stray, Mooch. Same tuxedo. So far we
haven't given him a li'l pink sock, but we do provide him with lots of
top quality cat food and bowls of water, sometimes three or four times
a day!

Marina wrote:

Bobcat wrote:

Here are two kitties named Mooch. One's a cartoon, one's a dear family
friend.

http://muttscomics.com/cast/mooch.asp

http://www.flippyscatpage.com/moochtwo.html

Do you have a Mooch of your own in your life?


I used to: I always thought Frank and Mooch were very similar in both
looks and nature. I even made him a li'l pink sock:

http://tinyurl.com/6ro6v


That's such a lovely picture of Frank.

On 28 May 2006 05:48:53 -0700, "Bobcat" wrote:

Here are two kitties named Mooch. One's a cartoon, one's a dear family
friend.

http://muttscomics.com/cast/mooch.asp

http://www.flippyscatpage.com/moochtwo.html

Do you have a Mooch of your own in your life?

Yes, number thirteen ... if he ever decides to let me handle him.
He's a gray and white intact feral tom who lives under my workshop,
and plays and hunts with some of my twelve cats.

--
T.E.D. )

Bobcat wrote:
Here are two kitties named Mooch. One's a cartoon, one's a dear family
friend.

http://muttscomics.com/cast/mooch.asp

http://www.flippyscatpage.com/moochtwo.html

Do you have a Mooch of your own in your life?


I, too, used to have a Mooch in my life. Regretably,
she passed of a cancerous tumor in the right side of
her mouth. Equally regretably, I have no pics to share,
though describing her as a tortoise shell with green
eyes should suffice.

My Mooch was an extremely pleasant companion. She
carried herself with an air of great presence, and
liked me so much that sometimes she would start to
purr just because I looked at her. My family--I
was not yet out of high school when she passed--did
our best to make her comfortable, but the inevitable
happened. At first, we thought it might be an
infection, and tried to treat her with antibiotics.
Somehow, the prescription that we filled had a
*sweetener* added to the pink fluid in the vial--
we could smell it. I can only surmise that the
combination of the flavor of mold and of whatever
the sweetener was produced a mix whose flavor was
far more vile than either would have been alone.
It reached the point where the poor baby would only
have to get a single glance of the vial before she
turned tail and ran.

I choose to remember her as she lived--perhaps not
the sharpest tool in the shed, but heartful and
with true presence. Perhaps you could grant her
the favor of purrs for her soul.

Jeff Mullen wrote:
I, too, used to have a Mooch in my life. Regretably,
she passed of a cancerous tumor in the right side of
her mouth.
I choose to remember her as she lived--perhaps not
the sharpest tool in the shed, but heartful and
with true presence. Perhaps you could grant her
the favor of purrs for her soul.

We do, to all the Mooches of the world.
Especially the homeless Mooches.

On Sun, 28 May 2006 13:42:15 -0400, Jeff Mullen wrote:

Bobcat wrote:
Here are two kitties named Mooch. One's a cartoon, one's a dear family
friend.

http://muttscomics.com/cast/mooch.asp

http://www.flippyscatpage.com/moochtwo.html

Do you have a Mooch of your own in your life?


I, too, used to have a Mooch in my life. Regretably,
she passed of a cancerous tumor in the right side of
her mouth. Equally regretably, I have no pics to share,
though describing her as a tortoise shell with green
eyes should suffice.

My Mooch was an extremely pleasant companion. She
carried herself with an air of great presence, and
liked me so much that sometimes she would start to
purr just because I looked at her. My family--I
was not yet out of high school when she passed--did
our best to make her comfortable, but the inevitable
happened. At first, we thought it might be an
infection, and tried to treat her with antibiotics.
Somehow, the prescription that we filled had a
*sweetener* added to the pink fluid in the vial--
we could smell it. I can only surmise that the
combination of the flavor of mold and of whatever
the sweetener was produced a mix whose flavor was
far more vile than either would have been alone.
It reached the point where the poor baby would only
have to get a single glance of the vial before she
turned tail and ran.

I choose to remember her as she lived--perhaps not
the sharpest tool in the shed, but heartful and
with true presence. Perhaps you could grant her
the favor of purrs for her soul.


Purring for her sweet soul. MLB

I gotta say, Jeff, welcome to the group. I enjoyed reading Baha's
stories of Fritzie and The Prophet and it's nice to be able to read
the words of The Prophet directly! It sounds like you and your feline
companions have a mutually wonderful understanding of each-other.

Tish

I loved Mooch; I think she was my favorite of the Mullen family cats because
she was so elegant, so refined, so queenly, and so much wider than she was
tall. She was the original Big Beautiful Woman. She carried herself with so
much dignity. While she was aptly named and did mooch from the two-legs,
every morsel had to be cut very daintily. She was a lady after all, not an
oaf with the manners of a hungry lumberjack! I often think of her when I see
that lovely white Persian on the Fancy Feast ads; that's how she carried
herself.

Blessed be,
Baha

Jeff Mullen wrote:

Bobcat wrote:
Here are two kitties named Mooch. One's a cartoon, one's a dear family
friend.

http://muttscomics.com/cast/mooch.asp

http://www.flippyscatpage.com/moochtwo.html

Do you have a Mooch of your own in your life?


I, too, used to have a Mooch in my life. Regretably,
she passed of a cancerous tumor in the right side of
her mouth. Equally regretably, I have no pics to share,
though describing her as a tortoise shell with green
eyes should suffice.

My Mooch was an extremely pleasant companion. She
carried herself with an air of great presence, and
liked me so much that sometimes she would start to
purr just because I looked at her. My family--I
was not yet out of high school when she passed--did
our best to make her comfortable, but the inevitable
happened. At first, we thought it might be an
infection, and tried to treat her with antibiotics.
Somehow, the prescription that we filled had a
*sweetener* added to the pink fluid in the vial--
we could smell it. I can only surmise that the
combination of the flavor of mold and of whatever
the sweetener was produced a mix whose flavor was
far more vile than either would have been alone.
It reached the point where the poor baby would only
have to get a single glance of the vial before she
turned tail and ran.

I choose to remember her as she lived--perhaps not
the sharpest tool in the shed, but heartful and
with true presence. Perhaps you could grant her
the favor of purrs for her soul.