|PC and I are dressed as Rocky and Bullwinkle at the|
office Halloween party. Yes, that is a landshark from
the classic SNL skit and yes the Japenese
visitors are quite amused.
PC was my first Burmese cat, who did not think he was a cat. Or at least he defined "catness" as something totally different from the rest of the feline world. As you can see by the photos, PC would go anywhere, anytime, meet any creature, and have fun. From twin human babies poking at him, to kids putting him in a swing and pushing him, to visiting other people's houses with strange dogs and cats, he assumed life was a party filled with catnip and friends.
|PC pushes the baby carriage down the|
hallway. He learned most of the tricks in
|My other cat was Mimsie the Siamese. The only creatures|
she liked were me and PC. PC and Merci were
a nice yin-yang of feline companions.
Blessi entered my life when PC was 17. I always wanted to take PC to the barn to meet Blessi and take PC for a tolt. But PC was a bit frail at that age and I wasn't sure if the visit was for my entertainment or his so I never did so. Merci got to meet Blessi 10 years later.
|PC loved his fish. Unfortunately he was much more clever about|
stalking it than I was at protecting it. Even keeping the fish in
the microwave at night did not extend its life by much.