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Some of the furries I have known over the years

As I update this I realize Medai was not able to meet these most recent additions, and many of the early furry friends have joined him beyond the rainbow bridge, but the love has not diminished.

Microcats (well if Jack is the baby they must be micro-kitties)

Magik at 7 weeks	Sylver at 7 weeks
Jack washing BOTH micros (at about 3 months old?)

Jack aka Baby-kitty

Well, Mom has done it again, there is a new pest in my life. The little boy is named Jack,Im sure you can think of many reasons why, and all of them would apply. He is a tornado, has no respect for a venerable old gentleman cat like myself. He insists on pouncing on me and trying to play, but he has been washing me, and is rather nice and warm to snuggle with... WHEN HE SETTLES DOWN.

This aristocratic fellow is my cousing Fritz (well, officially he is Cmdt. Fritz von Jaegermeister.) I realize he is NOT a cat, but he isnt too bad now that he has mellowed a bit.

This picture is of my friend Geofurry, he passed away a while back. He was grand, golden, and gorgeous, and I still miss him.

 

 

 

The grey lady is Mythril, she was nice, I miss her too. I never understood why she would do the dance of the seven veils (or would that be tails.) I tried to help, but she wasn't interested. So Geoff and I would commiserate.

These are Sabrini and Joshua. She is the black lady who looks like me, but is much spookier. His name stuck because we found him playing with a pokerchip (just like a certain gambler). They came to live with me after Geofurry left. I am trying to teach them manners, but they have no respect for a senior feline like myself.

The last one in our group is Greymalkin (AKA the queen of the universe.) She thinks of me as "HER uncle Medai" and I think of her as a pest (but a cute pest, and she is soft and warm to cuddle on.) Here we are on the pyjamas that were left on the edge of the sink so the rightful owner could have them when they got out of the bath... Only we figured possession is the law... so they were "The Cat's Pyjamas!" I no longer share a home with them, but last I knew they were all doing well.

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Or click here to see my 16th Birthday party!

If you are in the mood for something completely different... Drop by my favorite Virtual Restaurant for Felines Chez Fungus. I just love the menu. Maybe we will meet over a bowl of Catnip Tea. They also have links with pictures of cats, the cliffs of scotland, and the Aberdeen Orchid society. I will look for you, and you may recognize me by my two (and only two) elegant white whiskers in among the black.