tele_mark says:
It was because of his coat. It used to be lighter than even this picture shows, but darkened up as he grew up. He really looked like a Siberian tiger toy!
tele_mark says:
EDIT -- my mistake -- Robocat is 3rd from the left, behind Bear
All the brothers, soon after the ceiling extraction. From left -- Munchkin , Bear, Robocat, Floppy, Tony, and Ivan the Terrible, with his Siberian Tiger coat!
tele_mark says:
He calmed down in about 1/2 hour when he got in the house, and was purring before going to sleep. This morning he wanted to get right back out there! I always leave the shade on the door up a few inches so they can look out while I'm at work, so during the ordeal, Storm could look in and the other cats saw him out there.
tele_mark says:
Daisy definitely wasn't feral, she was most likely dumped. When she was coaxed onto a ladder under the hole with cat food on it and grabbed, she did one panic run around the apartment, then immediately stopped in front of me and went up on her feet when I cupped my hand over her head, to be petted, and calmed right down. The kittens were all friendly (I found Floppy about a week befor, on the other side of the ceiling, where he left the litter and followed the sounds of creatures he had never seen and started meowing like crazy), and came right to me to be removed a few minutes later.
tele_mark says:
I'm the worst cat guardian! Tonite, I came home from work, pulling in at 1AM, an immediately noticed the motion triggered floods on the deck were on! This can't happen normally, as the deck is totally fenced as you all know. So fearing the worst, I grabbed my flashlight in the car and retrieved a broom handle I keep close, and went around back, expecting that a bear or something breached the fence finally. Instead, I find Storm cowering in the enclosure! Apparently, he somehow sneaked by me before I got ready for work at 2 PM and closed uo everything. I usually do a head count but I saw them all 20 minutes before closing the door when I fed them. He was outside from 2PM until I came home at 1AM! When I went outside, he was totally freaked and I couldn't get near him, and it took a good five minutes with the deck door wide open (while yelling at the other cats to stay inside) to get him inside. He's now totally exhausted from the experience. I could have easily lost him tonite -- a week ago he saw *something* at the top of the fence that caught his eye and jumped halfway up it in one bound like it was nothing. He could get out EASILY if he wanted. But that was the last thing on his mind. Still, if a coyote, or Fisher Cat had come by.....
tele_mark says:
As I saw my cats for the first time in around March 2000, infesting my ceiling in my Manchester, NH apartment. Mom Daisy to the right, I think Tony and Munchkin are the kittens. Throw-away cats, soon to be royalty.