I have had this cat since 1991, I believe. He was a gift from myself to myself, to be a companion for our other cat Anna K. I will have to blog about her another time.
I was sifting through photos and just wanted to share my kitty with the rest of you. The funniest story about this cat is that his name used to be Sylvia. When I purchased him, at the pet store I was told he was a female. I had asked for a female because we had a female cat already and we thought it would be best. Well, she was the cutest little black and white kitty and looked just like the cartoon cat, Sylvester so I named her Sylvia. I scheduled her vet appointment and took her in for shots and they scheduled for her to be spayed in about 6 weeks. On the 5th week, I was at work, when ben called me and excitedly said, "where'd you get that cat and does she come with papers" I said "I got her at the pet store in the mall and she came with a receipt, but not pedigree papers". He said "well, I need to talk to you when you get home." So I rushed home after work, all the while wondering what was the problem..... When I walked in the door, Ben greeted me with the most curiously silly grin on his face. "What's wrong", I asked. "That is not a girl cat", he chuckled, Sure enough, we had to change her name to Sylvester. We were literally rolling all over the floor laughing until our eyes watered and our faces hurt from laughing. Luckily we discovered the mistake before I took him in to be spayed....although the vet hadn't caught the gender mistake either.
Anyway, He's very friendly and loves to sit on anyone who will let him. He follows us around and begs for our food. He makes his rounds to every bed at night and recently he started a very strange howling sound at about midnight. He does it about 6 times then jumps off the recliner chair and roams the halls. I don't know why we brought him from Alaska when we moved here 11 years ago, but we did and he's just a part of this family. All of the kids have grown up with him and Anberleigh is learning now about how to pet a cat. We have taught them the word 'gentle' as they each have learned how to treat Mr. Sly. I am sure they have all gotten their natural consequence for not listening to that instruction. Sylvester is one big ole' fluffy ball of fun.