Happy 1st Anniversary to our "baby"... Elvis!
Tomorrow will mark one year to the day when we plucked him from the Arizona Humane Society (like he wouldn't have been adopted!?!). This is one of the first time my blog has helped me to track down an exact date... hmmm, maybe there is something writing down this personal history stuff!
Here are some new pix (from my brand-new Canon digital camera!)... in the upper-right hand corner is a shot of him from his very first day with us:
It is hard to believe that it has ONLY been a year... it seems like we have had him much longer than that.
In the year, we certainly learned the origin of many feline-related phrases. Cat fight was certainly in evidence upon his arrival... Lola (at the time our 1-year old) cat did not warmly greet the newcomer -- she wailed and screeched and pretty much slapped the crap out him... not pretty, but fortunately that phase didn't last too long at all.
We had difficulty naming him. "Elvis" was on the radar early, but based on his first day he didn't seem to have the "spirit" of an Elvis... and on top of that we had to deal with an early eye infection that made him look sad... so we initially named him Roger (after tennis player Roger Federer)... but than he showed some spunk... and Todd's sister despised the name Roger due to bad memories of one of her ex-students... so we flipped back to Elvis. However, he has sort of reverted back...
Our Elvis is more Mr. Costello than Mr. Presley... quite the scaredy cat. He will run and hide at any noise, certainly will not show his face if we have company over, and even doesn't like it when I walk around with any kind of footwear. And as you may remember, just a couple of months ago he turned into an absolute terror when I had to take him to the vet... just freaking out... scratching and biting me when I tried to get him into the carrier... so he does not deal with anything that takes him out of his comfort zone (granted this is a cat trait, but he seems to take it to the extreme).
As you can see, he has grown over the past year... just looking at him in the past day or so I even think he had a recent growth spurt. That said, he was an underweight, ex-foster kitten when we got him... so for a male cat, I still think he is on the small side. Also, since he probably did not have a momma cat to nurse with, he still does the suckling and kneeding on my shirt and shorts... which gets pretty annoying. I thought he would get over it, but I am starting to have my doubts.
So Happy 1st anniversary to Elvis... and happy weekend!
Happy Birthday Elvis! My cat is named Elvis as well. Although he's more of a latter day Elvis than yours looks to be.
Posted by: Michael | Friday, July 29, 2005 at 12:27 PM
What an adorable little furball! I commend you guys for getting him at the humane society versus a pet store.
Posted by: Scott-O-Rama | Friday, July 29, 2005 at 06:06 PM