A Cat named EGOR
Egor was a feral cat, he had lived in our neighbor's house across the street but wasn't very fond of them. When they moved in 2008, he found his way back to our neighborhood and began to hang around in our yard. He would stand his ground refusing to leave. A few times when I was going to my car, he would jump on my leg with anger and would fuss at me, why I was not adopting him! He would follow every time. No matter what we did! NOPE, he had his mind set and was not going to go away. We started feeling bad about him. I was not going to call the code to come and take him. There was something about EGOR. And the name just suited him right. He always had his tongue sticking out from his mouth and nothing ever skipped his vision. My wife started calling him Egor, from the movie Young Frankenstein, starring Gene Wilder, Egor the hunchback! Haha! He became the Don Juan of the neighborhood and if you had a female kitty! Watch out when she went in heat! He was the King and would come home with more scars and cuts. Anyway, we made a room for him on our side porch where we would feed him and had many places to sleep and of course his potty!
I started to bond with him but he was still a feral cat. I respected him and never tried to pick him up and pamper him like a usual kitty. He was not going to be treated like a pussycat! He was the King of the neighborhood. No other cats or dogs would dare to hang out on our yard! THIS WAS HIS TERRITORY. If you know, what I mean. And believe me when I say; he protected our yard and his females. When he was ready to come in to eat or for the night, he would knock at the door with his paw or jump at my window. He could always tell the weather and the time. 3:30 pm every afternoon he would be there for his supper and with him around, we had no need for weather reports. He always knew when it was going to rain and would be at the door waiting to come in. As the days and years went by he grew more and more on us. He had a very special personality that I have ever seen in my life.
Just before he died I saw him picking a fight with his own son! Egor came home on august 12th 2013, ate his supper (we had noticed he had been weak lately). He finished his usual portion and went to sleep next to the freezer where he slept most of the time and never woke up and he was gone on early Aug. 13th, 2013.
We shall miss him always but his son is already taking over the neighborhood, walks, looks and acts just like his daddy! Lord have mercy on us! Another EGOR in the neighborhood.
God bless you EGOR, you were one in a million. Toughest cat I have ever seen.
George
Egor was a feral cat, he had lived in our neighbor's house across the street but wasn't very fond of them. When they moved in 2008, he found his way back to our neighborhood and began to hang around in our yard. He would stand his ground refusing to leave. A few times when I was going to my car, he would jump on my leg with anger and would fuss at me, why I was not adopting him! He would follow every time. No matter what we did! NOPE, he had his mind set and was not going to go away. We started feeling bad about him. I was not going to call the code to come and take him. There was something about EGOR. And the name just suited him right. He always had his tongue sticking out from his mouth and nothing ever skipped his vision. My wife started calling him Egor, from the movie Young Frankenstein, starring Gene Wilder, Egor the hunchback! Haha! He became the Don Juan of the neighborhood and if you had a female kitty! Watch out when she went in heat! He was the King and would come home with more scars and cuts. Anyway, we made a room for him on our side porch where we would feed him and had many places to sleep and of course his potty!
I started to bond with him but he was still a feral cat. I respected him and never tried to pick him up and pamper him like a usual kitty. He was not going to be treated like a pussycat! He was the King of the neighborhood. No other cats or dogs would dare to hang out on our yard! THIS WAS HIS TERRITORY. If you know, what I mean. And believe me when I say; he protected our yard and his females. When he was ready to come in to eat or for the night, he would knock at the door with his paw or jump at my window. He could always tell the weather and the time. 3:30 pm every afternoon he would be there for his supper and with him around, we had no need for weather reports. He always knew when it was going to rain and would be at the door waiting to come in. As the days and years went by he grew more and more on us. He had a very special personality that I have ever seen in my life.
Just before he died I saw him picking a fight with his own son! Egor came home on august 12th 2013, ate his supper (we had noticed he had been weak lately). He finished his usual portion and went to sleep next to the freezer where he slept most of the time and never woke up and he was gone on early Aug. 13th, 2013.
We shall miss him always but his son is already taking over the neighborhood, walks, looks and acts just like his daddy! Lord have mercy on us! Another EGOR in the neighborhood.
God bless you EGOR, you were one in a million. Toughest cat I have ever seen.
George
A Cat named EGOR
Egor was a feral cat, he had lived in our neighbor's house across the street but wasn't very fond of them. When they moved in 2008, he found his way back to our neighborhood and began to hang around in our yard. He would stand his ground refusing to leave. A few times when I was going to my car, he would jump on my leg with anger and would fuss at me, why I was not adopting him! He would follow every time. No matter what we did! NOPE, he had his mind set and was not going to go away. We started feeling bad about him. I was not going to call the code to come and take him. There was something about EGOR. And the name just suited him right. He always had his tongue sticking out from his mouth and nothing ever skipped his vision. My wife started calling him Egor, from the movie Young Frankenstein, starring Gene Wilder, Egor the hunchback! Haha! He became the Don Juan of the neighborhood and if you had a female kitty! Watch out when she went in heat! He was the King and would come home with more scars and cuts. Anyway, we made a room for him on our side porch where we would feed him and had many places to sleep and of course his potty!
I started to bond with him but he was still a feral cat. I respected him and never tried to pick him up and pamper him like a usual kitty. He was not going to be treated like a pussycat! He was the King of the neighborhood. No other cats or dogs would dare to hang out on our yard! THIS WAS HIS TERRITORY. If you know, what I mean. And believe me when I say; he protected our yard and his females. When he was ready to come in to eat or for the night, he would knock at the door with his paw or jump at my window. He could always tell the weather and the time. 3:30 pm every afternoon he would be there for his supper and with him around, we had no need for weather reports. He always knew when it was going to rain and would be at the door waiting to come in. As the days and years went by he grew more and more on us. He had a very special personality that I have ever seen in my life.
Just before he died I saw him picking a fight with his own son! Egor came home on august 12th 2013, ate his supper (we had noticed he had been weak lately). He finished his usual portion and went to sleep next to the freezer where he slept most of the time and never woke up and he was gone on early Aug. 13th, 2013.
We shall miss him always but his son is already taking over the neighborhood, walks, looks and acts just like his daddy! Lord have mercy on us! Another EGOR in the neighborhood.
God bless you EGOR, you were one in a million. Toughest cat I have ever seen.
George
Egor was a feral cat, he had lived in our neighbor's house across the street but wasn't very fond of them. When they moved in 2008, he found his way back to our neighborhood and began to hang around in our yard. He would stand his ground refusing to leave. A few times when I was going to my car, he would jump on my leg with anger and would fuss at me, why I was not adopting him! He would follow every time. No matter what we did! NOPE, he had his mind set and was not going to go away. We started feeling bad about him. I was not going to call the code to come and take him. There was something about EGOR. And the name just suited him right. He always had his tongue sticking out from his mouth and nothing ever skipped his vision. My wife started calling him Egor, from the movie Young Frankenstein, starring Gene Wilder, Egor the hunchback! Haha! He became the Don Juan of the neighborhood and if you had a female kitty! Watch out when she went in heat! He was the King and would come home with more scars and cuts. Anyway, we made a room for him on our side porch where we would feed him and had many places to sleep and of course his potty!
I started to bond with him but he was still a feral cat. I respected him and never tried to pick him up and pamper him like a usual kitty. He was not going to be treated like a pussycat! He was the King of the neighborhood. No other cats or dogs would dare to hang out on our yard! THIS WAS HIS TERRITORY. If you know, what I mean. And believe me when I say; he protected our yard and his females. When he was ready to come in to eat or for the night, he would knock at the door with his paw or jump at my window. He could always tell the weather and the time. 3:30 pm every afternoon he would be there for his supper and with him around, we had no need for weather reports. He always knew when it was going to rain and would be at the door waiting to come in. As the days and years went by he grew more and more on us. He had a very special personality that I have ever seen in my life.
Just before he died I saw him picking a fight with his own son! Egor came home on august 12th 2013, ate his supper (we had noticed he had been weak lately). He finished his usual portion and went to sleep next to the freezer where he slept most of the time and never woke up and he was gone on early Aug. 13th, 2013.
We shall miss him always but his son is already taking over the neighborhood, walks, looks and acts just like his daddy! Lord have mercy on us! Another EGOR in the neighborhood.
God bless you EGOR, you were one in a million. Toughest cat I have ever seen.
George
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