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Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on June 5, 2012 at 5:26pm

That is so funny that she is smart enough to look behind the tv for it.  She sounds really smart.  My dad's cat sits in front of the window or the tv to watch birds, and he sits in front of the tv to watch other moving things like fish in the ocean on an ocean show, but he never looks behind to see if they are there.  One thing he does do that makes me think he is smart though as that when my husband picks up the laser pointer, he hears it and runs and sits on the arm of the couch waiting for my husband to turn the light on.  And, when he really wants to play, he will sit on the arm of the couch and he's done that so much as a starting point for playing with the laser pointer that we just know he is waiting for the laser pointer.  He loves that laser pointer.  He goes crazy chasing it.  It's funny.

Comment by dream moon JO B on June 5, 2012 at 5:19pm

evry time she sea a bird on tv or sky tv she trys to go fot it storyas or go behind the tv sea if it is ther

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on June 5, 2012 at 4:31pm

my dad's cat must see colors, because he chases the red light from the laser pointer all the time.

Comment by dream moon JO B on June 5, 2012 at 4:16pm

i no wot u mean storyas sum of the pets hav hugh persnlatys i asket the vet onse can thy sea color even he saiod yes coz soon as thy sea brite colors they go for thm

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on June 5, 2012 at 3:45pm

jb - it's funny how they have their own personalities just like we people do.  I think they grieve too.  When my old dog died, my dad's cat was here, and he went up to the body, sniffed him, backed up and arched his back and put up a paw and then walked around his face several times in that position.  And, he's been very clingy since my dad died.  And, my dad's dog has never been herself since my mom died, and it only got worse when my dad died.  I think they grieve too.

Comment by dream moon JO B on June 5, 2012 at 3:35pm

she is storyas allways looking at her self in the mirror the other 2 cats we had yrs ago the black and wite 1 wif the mushtash woz so soft he let evry cat bully him the other black and wite cat tht looket like a bandit he wood bully evry cat he saw and the dog we had woz the boss off the hooooue

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on June 5, 2012 at 3:26pm

jb - just one more thing - I love my cat, because he was my dad's, but if I'd have picked a cat I'd have picked a solid black one.  I think they are so pretty.  I bet your Lucy is very pretty.

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on June 5, 2012 at 3:26pm

Loopy Lucy seems like a good name for your cat from what you've told me about her personality.  I'm glad your dad has a cousin, Stevo, to help him on the other side.  My dad's brother - my favorite uncle on my dad's side - died six months before my dad.  We never told my dad about it, because we were afraid it would kill him faster.  We just kept making excuses for why Tommy wasn't visiting.  I find some comfort knowing that maybe Tommy and my Mom were waiting for my dad on the other side and maybe my mom's family who went on before us.  I hope though that people my dad doesn't like didn't bother him.  My dad was abused as a child very badly by his parents and a sister, and I hope that the universe works in some way that protects him from having to see them again.

Comment by dream moon JO B on June 5, 2012 at 3:18pm

thats ok storyas our cat is all black and called loopy lucy if i hadend fond this web site i wood of dun sum very silly i no it still hurts like hell now i no his gone my parents r my best mates you soon lern tht wen yore own mates foget abot yo out with the old in with the new i wood never do tht most of my lad mates r ok but my girl mates r like got a new mate yore out and im like yea i woz there for u wen u lost people my cuzen b she woz like us wen we wer kids didnt like dolls wen i woz took to sea santa and woz given a doll i woz like i want a train set or a toy car im still the same dont lik girlie gear im happy in a tshirt pair of jeans and trainers wen i did wer lady shoes i had to go and tear all the ligamints in my ankle and foot i used to play fooootball with my dad in the park but in the minut i sea fathes days cards in the shop and im lik not fir no dad to send a card to but i no hel be get spoilt in hevan by my cuzen stevo my dad woz like a dad to him

Comment by Storyas Fawnfeather on June 5, 2012 at 12:40pm

jb- i want to being by thanking you for our many conversations.  Before i started talking with you, i wasn't even able to talk about the good memories.  they just hurt too bad and made me want my dad back.  i didn't want to remember him - i wanted it like it was.  to remember him just kept throwing it up in my face that i was never going to have him back.  so i stuffed all those good memories away and wouldn't let myself look at them.  now im sharing them with you and i'm finding some joy in the memories of my dad for the first time.  thank you for helping me get to that point.  i'm very very grateful.  you and i seem to be a bit alike too.  i was always more boyish.  my mom would buy me dolls, and i would play with my brothers trains and leave the dolls ignored.  i loved trains.  and, i loved to go fishing with my dad.  i'm not too tom boyish as i do wear dresses and stuff but never girlie dresses and high heel shoes or anything.  i wear those long full skirts - we call them broomstick skirts in the states - and doc marten boots with a t-shirt.  so i do dress somewhat girlie.  but i always loved boy stuff more.  i had a flea market business with my dad and i'd lift the boxes just like the guys did.  i loved doing that with my dad so much.  and, i have rarely had a car in my life.  i always have a pick up truck (well, right now an SUV that I used like a truck).  my daddy loved pick up trucks.  And, i've always got my dog in the pick up truck with me like my daddy did.  my dad never told me i should have been a lad (I guess cuz I wore skirts), but he always told me later in life that he wished he turned his business over to me instead of his sons cuz the didn't have the fortitude to make a go of it.  and i always told him - not to worry dad.  we still have the flea market business going, and that is what you'll leave to me.  and, i'll keep it going for you.  and, i named it Estil's Unicorn cuz that is my dad's first name.  And, one time when we were at the flea market he went and bought a big unicorn head to hang on the wall of our stand.  he brought it back and hung it up and said unicorns bring goo luck, so we'd have good sales.  So, the flea market business will always be named estil's unicorn.  And, my dog that i got after my dad died is named Elbert, because that was my dad's middle name.  i hope the tributes i give to my dad in my life are making him happy on other side.   your dad's cat sounds like a really fireball like my dad's cat is - always into something but always ready to stop and get a little loving and petting.  What does your dads cat look like.  my dad's cat is an orange tabby.  his name is nugget (golden nugget) because he is gold.  but we just call him nugget instead of golden nugget.

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