Manx, Manx crosses, the rescue
cats, and all the snuggle bugs that keep me warm in the winter - most aren't seen much in
the summer.
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Puma
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This is BeeBop.. absolutely NO tail or tail digits... and 7-8 toes on each foot.
he is trying his best to imitate Al Bundy ha
he also has to be right in the art projects (below).
Prince - another rescue manx
Bailey - he was being a bad kitty at the vets so I took him home with me.. he loves farm life!!!
Reggie - After 3 months at the vets waiting for adoption, I finally took him home with me.. I think he is the cutest cat we have.
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Lefty - Only kitten left of 6. Yes, he is sitting on my bead work!
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FUN PICTURES OF CATS!
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Hosmer
OK, so, someone let the cat out.. the only one we don't have spayed. 2x! got the same litter each time.. 3 whites and a black. here are the white kittens.
Reka - a kitten from our old Reba ( now over the rainbow bridge). Reka, loves to just be a house cat. She is also a no digit tail manx. yes,, she is trying to stop me from baking cookies... BAD KITTY!!
Lillie and Willa
Willa is a bit camera shy so I have no pics of her. But this is her sister Lillie. 2009, we kept hearing a kitten cry in the barn. We went on a detective hunt and found the cry was coming from inside the wall of the shop part of the barn. like,,, these are finished walls with tools and saws and such on them. Well, as you should know by now, we don't let cats just die. So Bill cut a hole in the wall between the studs of the barn and reached down inside and pulled up a little gray kitten. We brought it to the house. Found the mom and they were reunited... the end.. NOT. We figured she had more kittens in there somewhere so took her back to the barn. She never acknowledged she had any kittens in there for 2 day. So, we brought her into the house with Willa and let her nurse this one kitten. Next day,, we heard scampering and crying. This time they were up in the ceiling tiles. So, down came the ceiling. Couldn't catch them. So Pam put some canned food up inside one of the holes and when they came to eat, she caught them.. 3 more, white kittens. wild! But, we took them to the house and mom settled them down. One of those kittens is the white cat Lillie here. That is how we came to be owned by Lillie and Willa. |
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Chewy was found at Prairie Village ( another Village cat). As a kitten one day, he kept following around one of our friends that was working out there. Well, he didn't want a cat so brought him out to our place.. he stayed. Named Chewy as he liked to chew on your neck, nose and ears.
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Love this pic!
Rocky, another polydactyle, came to us from a lady that couldn't handle his um,,, outgoingness. He had a lot of piss and vinegar in him. We didn't have Rocky very long but he took such a good pic, I had to share.
Dirp was such an ugly kitten brought into
the vet clinic.. nobody would take her. Cross eyed, fat lip, broken back leg, and a cow lick on the top of her head... well she came home..
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Toby - a manx cat we raised. about 5 years old here.
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Bottle baby bunny
1 of 8 I'm feeding to be released. More bottle babies from the vet.. it is
starting early this year..ha
Bottle baby kitten.
I take all the bottle babies from the vets.
Manx kittens all out of Reba.
The two younger kittens are by Ranger.
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Kato
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One if Reba's last kittens.
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Rocky |
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Sly
Black and white
Manx kittens usually
always for sale.
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Ranger
Male Manx that was also a found cat
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The
polydactyle is named 'Polly' by Pam and 2 Paws by me. She was found by a
hunter in a drainage ditch in the middle of no where. She was brought into the vet clinic
and I took her home that afternoon.
The polydactyle grey kitten also
has a Zero on him.
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Reba |
Alley |
Candy
Our latest rescue, she has been
bottle fed.
Now was call her the 'World's Cutest Kitten" or
'Worlds' for short...Candy just didn't stick.
These two kittens
really have a story. The dark tortoise shell was following Bill around when looking at
this place buy. She was REALLY crying and desperately trying to keep up with him thru the
tall grass. He couldn't just leave her so he brought her home. We named her Marcie
cause she was so starved and thin and her eyes were huge like a Marsupial.(sp) She was
with us for 3 years and got hit by a car last summer. She is in the shade garden in peace
now.
The grey tortoise shell next to her, that is her sister, found 2 weeks later. Her story -
Pam and I were out on a Harley ride and I just had this NEED to go look at the farm they
were thinking of buying. So, after a long ride around the back roads, we ended up here (at
this house). I immediately went to the barn (for some reason) and heard a faint 'mew'. I
listened and stood still and heard it again. It was coming from the hay loft. I went up
the narrow stairs into the dark loft and saw something dart across the floor. I yelled at
Pam to come help. Then, this thing went darting past me...and splat..(doesn't sound too
nice...but this thing was moving) I stopped it in it's tracks. Picked it up and
YUCK...PEUUUUWWWWWWWW. This was a skeleton of a kitten that smelled like a dead cat. Well,
I put it down because it smelled so bad and it ran off to the other side of the barn. Pam
and I talked; we heard or saw no other cats around. We went after the kitten again. Picked
up some trash and underneath it was the stinky kitten lying in it's dead mother (pile of
bones and fur). We just couldn't leave it. By the next day it would have died by the looks
of it. So, 13 miles from town, in my BRAND NEW leather jacket, tucked safely inside, this
smelly skeleton of a kitten went home. She got a bath and slowly we began to feed her. She
is with us still today and ironically, has returned to her original home. Her name is Harley.
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Nermal is in the back...he has a whole different story!
Nermal's story- Nermal today. Back in 2001, I think it was, we still lived in town. I went out to feed the horses one cold snowy morning and after pitching up some hay, a small grey kitten appeared under the pallet holding the hay. He was all alone and cold. I brought him to the house and warmed him up and fed him. We talked and figured he would be better off with his natural mother ( we would see her on occasion). So, when mom cat came around, I went out and put Nermal out by the hay, he stayed quiet. wouldn't call for her or acknowledge she was there. So, back to the house he came and stayed! He is an old boy now but oh, so loved.
Kola Bear is another manx female.
This is princess. She has a long story behind her but, basically, she
was a kitten at Prairie Village (tourist place here) and someone (we do
know who from the log in books) smashed her foot and locked her in box
then set stuff on top of the box so she couldn't get out. Another tourist
heard her and rescued her. I then took her home, she had all but 2 toes
amputated and she and grown into a beautiful cat. Thanks to the help of
Pam from CA, another passing traveler that wanted to take her back to CA,
her surgery was financed.
Pretty Little Kitty
Tatoos
These are a work in progress of my back to thigh tattoo.
About 2 full days left on it and a lot of money!
All work by Richard Ives, Steel City Tattoo, Pueblo CO.
Terri McCarty
22831 447th
Avenue
Ramona, SD 57054
Ph. (605) 270-2954
mcmurf2@hotmail.com
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