Seven Streams
Previous Kittens and
Kittens in their New
Homes
Hi Melanie,
Just dropping you a note
to say hi and tell you
how Minta is doing with
her new family.
Minta is a treasure. She
is everything I hoped
for and more.
She started her time with us sleeping on Robert's chest from Dorena to
Vancouver on the ride
home from Reedsport
after leaving you that
bright summer day. She
melted Robert's heart
and he wanted to call
her Butter from that
moment on.
She is such a joy! She
sleeps under my chin
every night or by my
head. Some mornings we
cuddle and its hard for
me to go to work. She
has learned to play
fetch and come to her
name. She doesn't like
to be left alone and
keeps someone company
all the time. She is
keeping me company right
now. Always curious and
checking out corners of
the apartment, she has
had to learn to deal
with baths as a
consequence.
I love her so much, I
know and so does my
husband, I don't know
what would happen to me
if something would
happen to her. She is
just so special!
I'm so glad I found you
and thank you for
bringing her to me!
I will send photos
later. Huggles,
Christine~
Hi Melanie,
Buliwyf is doing just
great..I'm sure
he misses you :-)
He's such a big ole
lover. He's the
sweetest cat I've ever
seen. I'm so happy that
you let him come and
live with us!
My daugher, Katilyn,
just loves him and he's
taken quite a fancy to
her as well. ~ Karla
from Halsey, OR
Here is Ghisella,
Buliwyf's sister, who
has gone to live as a
Breeder at Fanciekat
Cattery.
This is her summer coat,
I can't wait to see what
she looks like next
winter!
What a beautiful girl
Aine has grown to be.
I think her eyes are
unbelievable..soooo
pretty!
Her coat's a little
sparse, but we can
always hope maybe it
will grow in some this
winter, haha.
Here is Aine
doing her morning
ablutions...getting
ready for the day.
Hi Melanie,
She is
sitting on my lap as I
type and is sending you
her hellos.
She is more than I could
have ever hoped and
prayed for. She is just
one big pile of joy!
She did just fine at the
vets and they all fell
in love with her as
well... She is just so
special. All I can do
is thank you.
~ Kim from
Mt. Shasta, California
Hi Melanie,
We celebrated
Gunnar's (Little
John's) first
birthday on
Saturday. He has
grown into a
solid, beautiful
cat whom we
treasure. There
are so many
great qualities
in Gunnar. I
think one of our
favorites is
that he is
devoted to our
oldest cat,
Fish. Fish is a
grumpy, old guy.
To watch Gunnar
choose to be
near Fish and to
watch Fish
accept Gunnar's
attention has
warmed our
hearts. We also
think Gunnar is
very funny when
he is hiding
under rugs. We
come into our
living room to
see the throw
rugs in disarray
and then one big
lump with a tail
sticking out of
a rug. My
husband says
Gunnar is the
nicest cat we've
ever had. I
think that sums
it up. Thanks
for providing
the world with
more of these
wonderful cats.
Cheers, Jean Mac
Hi Melanie, Here is
a picture for you. I
won't be home this
weekend,
but when I get home for the next one, I will try to update the photos as I
think he looks more
mature now.
He is a handsome
devil. My husband
says over and over,
"Gunnar, you are a
NICE cat" which
means that old Fish
and young Elsie
might not be so
nice...
We love him, Jean
Mac
Maisie is
Siobhan's
sister, and has
gone to live as
a breeder with
Martin and Nancy
Lane,
of Fanciekat
Cattery.
She looks so
much like
Siobhan they
could be twins!
David, from Brooklyn, NY, is now owned by Prints Charming. Theirs is
a wonderful
love at first
sight story,
with a Fairy
Tale ending!
(From David...)
I've taken up
enough of your
time, but I
wanted you to
know that he is
(and always will
be) safe and
loved beyond
measure. I have
to say "Thank
you" again,
because without
you, he wouldn't
be curled up
next to me right
now and my life
would be so much
less rich.
I confess that
I've looked at
your website and
all of your cats
are so
beautiful, I
couldn't help
but be tempted
to add to our
family. I'm
thinking about
it; I'll admit
it. Yarrow is
absolutely
gorgeous. I
never thought I
was a red cat
person until
Prints came
along and now
he's completely
convinced me
that I am.
Please forgive
me for
blithering on
like this, but I
wanted you to
know that he's
happy and
healthy and very
much a credit to
you.
Here are Print's rabies vaccination tag/certificate and the receipt for
his neutering.
(He's known by
the name Awesome
at my vet,
but he's the
only orange and
white NFC they
have as
a patient. They
go crazy over
him whenever I
bring him in and
everybody who
works there
fights for a
chance to hold
him. He always
sits on the lap
of the woman at
the front desk
while we handle
the
billing/payment
stuff.) - David
Hey Melanie,
I wanted to send you
a few pics of
Kristofur and
Fainne(Kali). They
are growing like
crazy and are
happily running our
house.:) Since the
weather turned a
little cooler here,
we have been
spending some time
on the deck. They
are amazingly good
at staying there
with me and not
trying to get away
so we have a nice
time checking out
nature. Both of
them sleep in our
room at night,
splitting time
between our bed and
a rocking chair.
Kali demands
attention, but only
on HER schedule! Kristofur
is much more laid
back and accepts it
whenever you pick
him up for loving.
They both follow me
wherever I go in the
house. Even when
I'm working out,
they help out by
trying to help me
lift weights or pull
on the exercise
band. I'm including
an older picture of
Kali sitting around
my neck which is one
of her normal poses.
When she needs
loving, she can't
get close enough!
They are both SO
loving and
affectionate and I
appreciate so much
how you raised them
to be that way!
They have changed
my life and I can't
imagine being
without them.
Here is Nancy
taking care of her
kitten family...Tay,
Tierney, and Riley.
Tay has grown to be a 17
pound boy at 1 year.
Riley at a year old.
For those of you who
have ever owned or known
a Chihuahua,
you'll understand
Riley's expression
perfectly.
Hi Melanie,
She is PRECIOUS! When
we arrived at the
facility we could see
her across the room and
we said “Hi Tinkerbell”
and she meow’d and
started rubbing her body
against the front of the
cage. As soon as we got
to the car we let her
out she snuggled right
up to Nancy in the car
seat and sat there for
the whole ride home.
She just nuzzled in
Nancy’s neck the whole
time – their connection
was instant. We’re home
now and we’re going to
let her adjust to the
house before we give her
the big introduction.
We did bring Riley in
for a moment and he
started eating her food
– totally unaware that
she was in the room.
When she came up to
smell him he did a
vertical jump 3 feet
into the air and ran to
cower in the corner!
She does have a strong
personality in that
little body of hers –
she puffed up and
started slinking toward
Riley – growling all the
while. We decided to
let Riley leave and get
his bearings. She’s
contained in Nancy’s
playroom and bedroom
area with her own sand,
food and water and some
new toys.
Tinkerbelle is perfect
for us. Her coloring is
so unusual – we’ve never
had a tortoiseshell.
Nancy is in heaven!
Thanks so much. We’ll
send some pic’s showing
her in her new home when
we get a chance. ~ Laura
from Phoenix, AZ
Hi Melanie,
Ok, for
the panty story… She
has long been infatuated
with laundry folding,
which I do on the bed
since the washer and
dryer are in the
basement. She will
sometimes just sit and
watch, sometimes “help”
me by unfolding while I
fold. The chest where I
store underwear is on
the opposite side of the
bed from where I stand
and fold, so I typically
just toss those items
across the bed into a
pile and put them away
when I am done
everything else. Well,
she thought that was
great fun – she at first
would tackle the panties
when they landed and
tear at them like a wild
animal, then graduated
to leaping into the air
to catch them
mid-flight. I thought
it was adorable and she
loved every minute of
it, so I moved on to
tossing the panties (I
had a pair she actually
ripped that I used since
I wasn’t exactly going
to wear them anymore)
and telling her to
“bring me the panties”.
She loved that too and
looked funny as anything
running across the house
to bring me back the
panties. Then one
night, the whole thing
backfired… I was sound
asleep and she had an
epiphany and realized
those things that I was
wearing were PANTIES!
She dove under the
blankets and latched on
and tried to do her rip
and tear thing… Now we
don’t play “bring me the
panties” anymore! Sweet
little Tress can
sometimes be too smart.
Did I ever tell you how
SHE decides when she is
going to be held and
patted? She walks over
to you while you are
say, standing in the
kitchen cooking, yowls
once, and just jumps up
in the air expecting you
to catch her. Then
proceeds to just lay in
your arms on her back
until she just about
falls asleep. If you
are holding anything,
she expects you to drop
it and catch her
instead....
She is definitely a
character. Of all the
cats I have had over the
years, she just has so
many cute and different
things she does... I
was just playing "fetch
the sock" with her -
much safer than the
panty game.. I can just
imagine - I have a hard
time now rememberingmy house without
Tressa. She is just so
"Hi! I am HERE!". She
will not be ignored if
she wants attention.
I'd say Alasse has
excellent genes.
Tress weighs just over
10 pounds here at a year
old! What a
beauty!
One night I was awoken
by the sound of
something getting torn
apart in bed. When I
was finally half awake
enough to realize it, I
reached over and took
away the roll of toilet
paper she was shredding
in the bed and set it on
a high chest next to the
bed. A few minutes
later, it hit me in the
head as she knocked it
down… I took it away
again and stuffed it in
a drawer for the night,
and she instantly DOVE
under the blankets and
proceeded to terrorize
me to get even! I have
yet to figure out where
she got it from – all
the bathrooms still had
their rolls right on the
dispensers. Both she
and Cyrus love to haul
things around like that
– the bigger the
better. It is very
strange the first time
you see a cat walking
around with, say, a dust
mop hanging out of their
mouth!
~ Excerpts from "Life
With Tressa, or...Giseltress
the Terrorist!" ~
Jennifer in Maine
Winter came down to our
home one night,
Quietly pirouetting in
on silvery-toed slippers
of snow.
~Bill Morgan, Jr.
Robbie is one of our
kittens out of Tabigail
and Gandalf.
Isn't he beautiful!
Such an elegant boy.
He is 9.5 months old in
the pictures.
Thank you Karla for
sharing pictures of your
boy!
Dear Melanie,
The thing I like the
most about Robbie is his
temperament/personality.
He is so laid back and
easy going. Although he
doesn't meet with a lot
of people except at cat
shows, he is gentle and
easy going with all who
come to the house, and I
love that. He doesn't
run and hide, but loves
to be petted and played
with. Of course I love
his looks too, that
beautiful full plumed
tail is outrageous, and
his eyes just make you
melt when he looks at
you. He's a fantastic
cat, and we are so
blessed to have him.
Thank you Melanie, for
this whiz kid ! !
Robbie is such an
elegant boy. He is
a year old in this pic.
His tail is a wonder to
behold!
One of these times when
we have a piece of
cheese or something the
"kids" like, I'll have
to get Richard to take a
picture with Robbie
taking the tidbit out of
my mouth. He does it
ever so gently, I've
never felt a tooth. I
love to do it. And
sometimes, he will put
his paw on my face or
mouth, and likewise,
I've never felt a claw.
He is something else!
Robbie is what you would
call a "Hunk."
Karla takes exquisite
care of him, and it
really shows!
From Karla: In
the evenings after the
sun goes down, I've been
taking him for a short
walk (on the leash of
course) like about two
or three houses down.
He wants to smell
everything and sometimes
I let him and other
times I just give a
short tug and he comes
on. It's really amazing
that he has learned so
well. At times he walks
right beside me just
like you train a dog to
do. Then he'll smell
something interesting
and want to stop. I
think I'll harness him
up and go out for a
spell
Not only does Robbie
have his own private
garden to play in, he
also is escorted around
town and to Cat Shows in
a Cadillac.
A Gold Cadillac.
It was one of the
conditions that he
required when we were
deciding where to place
him. "Luxurious
accommodations and
transportation" he told
me. Thanks to my
friend Karla from Ft.
Worth, TX, for giving
this boy the home of his
dreams.
Click here to see more
pictures of this
beautiful boy! Robbie's Page
Cian is less a kitten
these days, but
continues to make
progress on becoming a
big cuddle cat. And I
mean big.
He’s had another growth
spurt. I’m beginning to
regret that he was
neutered. He’s charming,
gentle, gorgeous, and
huge.
Tansy and Cian have
taken over Jaye's
computer chair.
Our little lady took
the trip very well.
By the end of it she
was pretty subdued.
But next morning she
devoured a bowl of
chicken and goodies,
took a nice bath,
and then announced
she was tired of
being stuck in this
dull quiet room all
alone. She wanted to
meet the big boys,
she wanted company,
she wanted action,
and she wanted to
scope out her new
territory. And she
wanted it all NOW!
She has already
established that
Cian is her new best
buddy. But he’d
better behave, or
she tells him off in
a very emphatic
voice, accompanied
by a swat to the
nose. He’s not quite
sure how to take
this from the little
ball of fuzz he
thought was his
personal new toy.
John and Duane
are OK, but she
isn’t ready to
spend any time
with them yet.
They get to run
a finger behind
her ears once,
and that’s it.
I’ve spent the
past hour being
wriggled and
climbed and
purred over, and
my ears just
received the
best cleaning
they’ve ever had
outside a
doctor’s office.
Now she’s
sleeping on the
back of my
chair. I think
we’re going to
be fine.
Thanks for
another colorful
(in every way)
addition to the
family.
All best to all
of you, Jaye
Tansy and Cian,
enjoying a
little time
together on
their ATV.
I’ve just
been peeking
at the
kittens on
your web
site. So
adorable! I
want one of
Frodo’s
kittens so
bad. I’m
trying to
figure out
how I can
justify
even to
myself
getting a
third kitten
this year,
let alone
rationalizing
it to John.
Well, who
knows.
Christmas is
coming.
Here are a
couple
recent shots
of the two
we do have.
(We’re as
bad as new
parents.)
(Well, in a
way we are
new
parents.) As
you can see,
they’ve
stopped
fighting
over who
gets to
stretch
across the
back of my
office chair
and decided
to take the
whole thing
over for
themselves.
Or maybe
they expect
me to perch
on the back!
But I’m not
even trying
– such a bad
sport.
The kids are
getting
along really
well now.
When Cian’s
had enough,
he asks to
go to the
garage for
some alone
time. Tansy
rarely seems
to get
enough.
She’s so
sociable,
she even
likes the
vet’s staff.
Cian’s so
fluffy, we
can hardly
find the cat
under all
that fur.
A couple of
weeks ago
they pulled
one that I’m
still
laughing
over. Tansy
and Cian
were racing
at lightning
speed from
one end of
the house to
the other,
lickety
split. They
whipped
through the
kitchen door
just as
Waylon was
walking past
it. Without
slowing or
dropping a
step, Tansy
scooted
under
Waylon’s
stomach,
Cian leaped
over his
back, and
they flashed
on around
the end of
the counter.
And Waylon
just stood
there
looking
around with
a puzzled
expression
that clearly
said, “What
just
happened
here?”
Best to
everyone,
with laughs
and love,
Jaye from
Pleasant
Hill, CA
~ To enjoy a fun Cat
Mystery "Stalker Goes
A-Viking,"
sent to us by Cian
Truff's,Tansy Maidenfleur's
and Hawksley's Mom,
click here!
This story was inspired
by and is dedicated to
her beloved Maine Coon "Chubby".
Here is Gunther
enjoying a life of ease
and plenty in his new
home.
He is just a kitten in
these pics...he's going
to be a BIG boy!
Dear
Melanie,
Maidie has a
new name –
Della Mae
(after
another
Bluegrass
song).
Della Mae is
sooooooooooooooooooo
cute.
We put her
in a safe
room like
you said,
Tennie
hissed as
expected,
and then
Friday we
brought her
out and
Tennie
ignored her
but was
interested.
Della Mae
loves
everyone,
she purrs
and scoots
through the
house like a
banshee!
She and
Tennie are
now friends
and Della
feels
totally
loved and
totally
home.
She sleeps
on our bed
(which I
love) and is
spoiled
rotten (like
Tennie). We
are so happy
and worried
unnecessarily
about how
Tennie would
accept her.
Life is
great again.
Love, Lois
Arthur went
to live with
Marina who
lives in
Estacada,
Oregon.
I really love
the wide variety of
colors and coat patterns
of the Norwegian Forest
Cats!