Alot of you are unaware that we have Mr Mooks our cat....he has been a family member for about 6 or 7 years now...I am not sure why we don't talk more about Mr Mooks...it probably has something to do with that he is very easy and requires very little attention to be happy...unlike Winston who demands attention....Solomon was the same way...very demanding...well with that I am going to devote the blog to my wonderful cat Mr Mooks....
Mr Mooks came into my life approximately 7 years ago...I had just lost my most beautiful wonderful kitten...he died while getting declawed and fixed...it was fairly traumatic...anyways one of my clients knew I lost my kitten and offered me a barn cat...that was 6 months old that was not doing well as a barn cat....he got picked on alot by the other cats and he was always following the tractors and trucks around just waiting to get squashed...at a weak moment I said yes...without even seeing Mr Mooks...I adopted him site unseen...which is probably a good thing since he really is nothing special to look at...he is a gray tabby with a short tail and a funny fat body...he fit in immediately though....and really loved being with people and with the dogs....he requires little to no attention...is not moody and is pretty friendly cat...the arrival of Dylan will not faze Mr Mooks....
Mr Mooks has been to the vet I think 4 times in his life....to get rid of the ear mites...mind you he gave them to all three of my dogs also...to get fixed...and twice to help Winston breed with a female bulldog..........otherwise he has never been sick...never had a hair ball....and has just been a easy pet....Below is a day in the life of Mr Mooks...
He spends his day in front of the front door with his belly in the air or curled up on our leather couch...in the evening we have our special time....as soon as he hears my bath water run he comes and sits with me while I take my bath...he never misses a night...I think he initially started coming in because Winston will not come in while I am taking a bath...he is scared he will end up in the tub....so I pet him with my wet hands every night...his whole back and head is wet when we are done......then its time for bed...he sleeps on the bed every night...and every night sometime around 4-5 he cries at the door to get up...this is our routine everyday...his constiency is very comforting to me....and I look forward to his daily routine and being apart of it....
He has been patient thru being chased by puppies....humped by Winston...beat up by other cats we have had....somehow he just goes with the flow...in his ever accepting way....he has to very significant stories of his life that come to mind........I will share both of these with you...
Mr Mooks really is not my cat...he really is Winston's cat...Winston loves Mr Mooks with a passion...he gets very upset when guest come over and pet his cat...he humps his cat daily...and Mr Mooks doesn't mind in fact he rubs up against Winston...sleeps with Winston...they love each other....clean each other...they are good buddies thru and thru...so now let me get to the story...Mr Mooks was very instrumental in Winston being able to mate and make little Winstons...We had agreed to breed Winston with a female bulldog...his stud fee is approximately 1000-1400 dollars...and the owner of the female bulldog will sell the puppies each for that 1000-1400...so its important that when its time to breed that we don't miss the female bulldogs cycle...and that Winston can perform when necessary...with bull dogs it is common to use artificial insemination....this is the route we went with...just one problem....Winston hated the female bull dog....she did nothing for him....he had no interest in her and could not get excited...so that the vet could then take a sample for the artificial insemination...we were dead in the water...no 1000.00 no baby bull dogs..........the vet desperately asked me if I knew of anything that would get Winton excited........well that was easy......Mr Mooks....Mr Mooks the barn cat found his calling in his life....this once little to no value barn cat was now priceless.......I rushed home and swooped up Mr Mooks and off to the Vet we went....brought Mr Mooks in to the exam room...with the Doctor and his assistant waiting to see Mr Mooks work his magic...like clockwork we started petting Mr Mooks...thats all it took a couple of sweet kitty kitty kittys and Winston could not help himself..........within minutes we struck gold.........and 8 little beautiful English bulldogs were conceived due to our wonderful Mr Mooks.........
This last story is not nearly as funny....in fact it truly makes me appreciate just how special this ordinary gray tabby is....last summer when my home sold in South Dakota it was finally time to make my long awaited move....unfortunately my home sold in May and I still needed to stay and work in South Dakota till the end of summer....I found a apartment to rent...and decided that I would keep the dogs with me...but that Mr Mooks could make the move to Cheyenne...he was so easy ....we assumed he would be fine....we assumed wrong...in a big way....he cried everyday for his family....Collin after about a week finally could not take his crying anymore and let him outside....Mr Mooks loved the outdoors in Rapid City...so Collin thought he would be fine to be outside...he might stop crying....he always came home...and would wait by the door in Rapid City....but not in Cheyenne....Mr Mooks did not come home....day after day....Mr Mooks could not be found...........I was sick to my stomach and so sad....I envisioned my cat trying to find his way back to South Dakota....after a week of no Mr Mooks...we pretty much gave up hope that he could or would find his way back to the litte house on 6ths street....I finally got sometime off and made my way to Cheyenne with all the dogs in tow....in my heart hoping that maybe he would smell me smell Ardie....if he was still alive maybe he would come home....but realistically it has been 10 days since he came up missing.......so we had little hope....we spent the day around the house trying not to think of Mr Mooks...but hoping that he would show up....nightfall finally came and I brought the dogs in....we went to bed...and pretty much my dreams of Mr Mooks finding his family had gone....but then it happened approximately 3 am...Collin woke me up...we could both here this meowing out our bedroom window...I knew that meow immediately it was my beautiful most wonderful...very very special Mr Mooks....it was at that moment I knew that I didn't have just a gray funny looking barn cat...but the greatest cat on earth...that night he curled up on the bed...and life went back to normal...with the morning sun on his belly....his nightly baths with mom...and him curling up with us every night for bed....we learned a valuable lesson from Mr Mooks that day....to love and honor your family....to Mr Mooks thats what its all about his family....so heres to our wonderful Mr Mooks
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