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Our dear Frisky...
Frisky
- 7 - 9 -2010

Frisky, Frisky-boy, Friskers, Christy, Little Old man, Table-cat. Adopted from the SPCA when he was a few months old, Frisky came into our lives. He was an incredibly intelligent and fierce, yet loving, cat.
When he was young Frisky would fetch a ball made of aluminum foil and bring it back and drop it in a box. He would also drink from the toilet and chase lizards and squirrels. We are pretty sure Frisky thought himself a dog. Frisky loved to go outside and was quite the hunter, but because he didn’t have front claws, we always tried to catch him when he did get out, as we were afraid he wouldn’t be able to protect himself. Later, after he caught a squirrel, we realized we did not need to worry so much! (Without front claws I consider this to be a pretty amazing feat) Lucky for the squirrel Frisky could not keep hold of him and he got away.
He was always quite feisty and not afraid to show you how he felt. Frisky loved attention as long as it was on his terms. You couldn’t walk by Frisky without petting him – he would reach out with his paw and remind you he was there should you try to walk by without giving him attention. But if you petted him in the wrong spot, or stopped before he wanted you to, he would bite… just hard enough to let you know you did something wrong or that he didn’t want you to stop…
Frisky loved to lie on anything warm. You could always find him on the DVD player, in front of the French doors, on the DVR or the back of the computer monitor. When we switched to a flat-screen monitor Frisky was not happy! He tried to lay on top of it but Frisky, Frisky-boy, Friskers, Christy, Little Old man, Table-cat. Adopted from the SPCA when he was a few months old, Frisky came into our lives. He was an incredibly intelligent and fierce, yet loving, cat.

When he was young Frisky would fetch a ball made of aluminum foil and bring it back and drop it in a box. He would also drink from the toilet and chase lizards and squirrels. We are pretty sure Frisky thought himself a dog. Frisky loved to go outside and was quite the hunter, but because he didn’t have front claws, we always tried to catch him when he did get out, as we were afraid he wouldn’t be able to protect himself. Later, after he caught a squirrel, we realized we did not need to worry so much! (Without front claws I consider this to be a pretty amazing feat) Lucky for the squirrel Frisky could not keep hold of him and he got away.

He was always quite feisty and not afraid to show you how he felt. Frisky loved attention as long as it was on his terms. You couldn’t walk by Frisky without petting him – he would reach out with his paw and remind you he was there should you try to walk by without giving him attention. But if you petted him in the wrong spot, or stopped before he wanted you to, he would bite… just hard enough to let you know you were doing it wrong or that he didn’t want you to stop…

Frisky loved to lie on anything warm. You could always find him on the DVD player, in front of the French doors, on the DVR or the back of the computer monitor. When we switched to a flat-screen monitor Frisky was not happy! He tried to lie on top of it but he just couldn’t fit.

Frisky endured several additions to the zoo over the years but did not necessarily welcome them, especially the dogs. He tormented our dog Ruby when she was a pup and did the same to Joey when he came along. Frisky sometimes acted as if he wasn’t fond of the other cats but always played with them and occasionally you would find him grooming them. Rocko and Morticia will miss him dearly.

When Frisky was about 12 he started to settle down. He quit trying to get outside and wasn’t so active at night. He became much more affectionate as well. He wanted to be near someone all the time, whether sitting next to them on the couch or sleeping with them at night. While I’m sure it was mostly for warmth I like to think that he just liked our company. :)

Along with our wonderful vet, Dr. V., we spent the last several weeks trying to make Frisky well. He rallied for some time but could not hold on. Frisky left us this morning, and while it makes us very sad, we are so happy he is no longer suffering. He lived a long life and we are so very grateful for every moment he shared with us.


No heaven will not ever Heaven be, unless my cats are there to welcome me.
~Author unknown