NOW I REALLY do want to scoop him out of that picture and run away with him. I'll make him promise to write you

I was going through this thread fixing broken links last night..I had moved servers recently, so some pictures were missing because they reside in a different directory..
And notice that this thread is a chronicle of a kitten growing up! In the short time I have had him his weight has more than tripled!

Meow Meow,
I'm a Big Cat Now!

My wife just noticed that he was curled up on a chair and I walked in, and he loked up and rubbed noses with me...She said, "What a LOOK! He ADORES you!

I was flattered. The feeling is mutual.

So strange..I have raised all beautiful Siamese, had Burmese, Bombays, and Tonkinese, plus "Felix Vulgarises" of various types, but sometimes I just like to look at this "Common" little Tuxedo. Just to look a him, he is so special.

OK, I was vulnerable when I met him, but still....

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Does Iggy lick your face or legs? I know doggies will give licks but I never knew cats did. When I pick Lucky up in the morning his head is by my face and he licks my cheek. I put him down and he follows me and while I am fixing his Fancy Feast breakfast, he licks my leg. Is it the salt on the skin? My Little Guy would lick my hand when I petted him. My other 2 never licked. But Lucky does this to my and also my husband..have you heard of this activity and what do you think it is? Is it truly affection as it seems, is it salt, or
.......do we really look like "dinner"?


Judy

By the way, that picture of the garbage investigator kitty.....is it the garbage or is it the crackling paper that intrigues?

Iggy licks my face after I eat snacks, so it may be salt...But generally he give me kisses. That is, he rubs noses, and sometimes in an excess of passion, gives my nose a little nip. He gnaws on my fingers. I honestly do not know the motives, but he is always purring when he does these things.

Of course, he usually purrs when he EATS, too. That's worrysome.






*Sigh* It was the food. It's always about food.



He enjoys plastic sandwich bags and likes to wear them as a kind of space helmet. He thinks he can see us but we cannot see him, because he is "in" something. I am breaking him of the habit because I do not want him to suffocate.

Hello Iggy! What an entrance!!!!!!!!! He is so beautiful, enjoy every minute with him. I know the excitement of having a new baby around, as Brody is keeping me on my toes. Good luck.

Deb

They are just such funny litttle clowns, they will not let us brood on our losses.
It has been five months since my CatWife went to the Bridge, but every time it starts to hurt, Iggy senses it.
He looks up at me, and does his little dance, nips my toes, and lays on his back waving his white gloves...what else can I do?
I cannot cry about Miles because if my eyes get wet he licks them.
It's a disgusting sensation, so...No more tears. At least where he can see them.

A Worse Idea.

Note from Iggy:

I liked camping. I really liked it when people at the place admired me, though it was patronizing when they laughed when they asked my name."

"Ignatius The GREAT? Hahahhahaha!"

"So guess what I DID!!
I attacked their FEET in bed at 4:30 this morning, then I galloped all over the camper, up and down the hallway, and used the bed as a trampoline...Hahahaha.
IS IT FUNNY NOwooow? "

I always think you can't show pictures of Iggy that are more precious than what you already have posted here....


WRONG AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Loved the photos. Smiled a lot. Sure looked like he was walking around in the windsheld......


Thanks again for making my visit feel good.

Judy

I have been remiss because of my business becoming busy, thank Heavens.

The word from Iggy is, "Meow, Meow, I'm a big cat now!". Yes, Iggy is growing up and has reached 9 Pounds. His legs are still too long and he resembles a giraffe, so he has a ways to go before reaching his father's 16 pounds.

He has come a long way, and is working on being a dignified cat. We bought him some bowtie collars to go with his Tuxedo Paint job. He has not become enamored of them yet, and we found the last one neatly unbuckled and laid out neatly on the bed, as if it were a trophy. We have no idea how he was able to unbuckle it.

SO, watch him grow up...
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And here he is today:
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This is the first time I have ever taken an effort to record a cat growing up. It is amazing it happens so fast. He has developed some charming little habits and tricks. He has learned to be careful with his claws, and when he wants food, he jumps up and wraps his arms around my leg. At suppertime he brings his toys out and puts on a floor show for us to earn applause and morsels. He enjoys running at and jumping over the othe cats like a porpoise, and "scaring" them by rearing up at full length and waving his arms. They ignore him now.


Iggy comments:

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" Do you all realize this jerk WOKE ME UP to take these pictures?!


Yes! I was ASLEEP on my bed, when this fool showed up with a camera, jiggling MY Mousie Toy, looking like an idiot.

OK, OK, I'll play with the damned toy. Where's the FOOD?

Wait till Dawn tomorrow.

We will see how YOU like it. Kiss your feet goodbye.


Meow."

Iggy dignified? No way.................he is a fun guy and knows how to relax. Pictures tell all!

Jon,

I spent an hour going through your thread on Iggy this afternoon. I just LOVE pink kitty toes! I feel like I really know Iggy and Miles. We do get attached. For the first couple of months after Nickels passed, I kept seeing him out of the corner of my eye. I miss him terribly and guess I always will. It is quite a punch in the stomach when you think they're there and then reality slams you back to earth.

I see Iggy is a car riding kitty too! All my boys have always rode in the car. Frankee is like Iggy in the respect he loves his carrier too. He doesn't mind the vet either. I thought he would after he was fixed but no problem.

I love the Iggy cartoons. I tried to play his early videos but got a message that they were'nt found. I would love to see them, especially after everyones responses. I'll see if I'm smart enough to figure out the video option on my digital camera so I can post some of Frankee and Jasper. I would love to save some of those "first" memories, but alas I'm a child of the 50's and it may take a while to figure it out!

I loved the story of when you went to Pets Mart and the guy that asked, "New Kitten?". I know those marks well. I love playing with Frankee and though he's usually pretty gentle, I'm guilty of really getting him going. I can bring out the "Jaws and Claws" syndrome in him! Here we go again when the new kitten comes home next week! Time to buy extra Neosporin!

I'm including one of my favorite pictures of Frankee and his Dad when Frankee used to love to cuddle. He may just be going through his rebellious pre teen years though I only took over 300 pictures of him before he was 6 months old. I literally wore my camera out and just recently bought another one.

When we first got Frankee he had the worst breath. The vet said his teeth were fine and to keep an eye on him. The bad breath finally went away at about 8 months old. From the beginning Frankee has always craved vegetables so we gave him all that he wanted. His favorite was peas, now it's asparagus. He also loves brussel sprouts and will tear you up for avacodo though I found out it can be fatal, so I have to hide when I eat guacamole or avacado sandwiches. He could care less for chicken or beef, just give him vegetables! The girls no longer get excited when they see him eating something that we eat. They know they're in for a big dissapointment. Oh, Frankee LOVES blue cheese also some types of salad and spinach. Silly boy, vegetables are for rabbits! I'll have to grow catnip for him.

I'll keep checking in on Iggy. He is truly a fascinating and gorgeous kitten! We've all been to the Pet Loss side of this board and it is truly time for New Beginnings. This thread has given me hope when I was deeply depressed over Nickels. I hope it gives hope to others.

Michelle

I just LOVE Iggys white tipped toes! What a surprise when I rounded the corner and saw my precious Jasper for the first time. HE HAS WHITE TIPPED TOES!!! I immediately thought of Iggy and started to cry. There must have been 20 people at Pets Mart in the adoption center. They all looked at me like the crazy cat lady. I'll dignify that with an acceptance speach!

By the way, you and Iggy are such a special addition to the LS family. I've read your story to my DH. He especially loved the story of your calculations on how big Iggy would grow to be!! He also loved the story on how Miles was your Cat Wife. You have such a gift telling kitty stories. You should write a book. I keep looking for your newest Iggy stories.


So glad your posting on New Beginnings!!
Michelle

I love the Iggy cartoons. I tried to play his early videos but got a message that they were'nt found. I would love to see them, especially after everyones responses. I'll see if I'm smart enough to figure out the video option on my digital camera so I can post some of Frankee and Jasper. I would love to save some of those "first" memories, but alas I'm a child of the 50's and it may take a while to figure it out!

I changed servers and am still locating files that were not transferred! I shall keepo uploading them, fear not!



Baby teeth being ejected probably. I run into this with Iggy from time to time, since he kisses me on the mouth. (!!) I'm cool with it. I'm straight but not narrow. We love each other. *shrug*




You should talk to him about it though..Cats and dogs are obligate carnivores. Try this line: "Vegetarian- Cherokee for "Poor Hunter".

Iggy likes a bite of Cheddar once in a while, and Blue, if it is Danish, and preferably Rosenberg. I had read that the first Tuxedo cat in North America came off a Norwegian ship, so perhaps his ancestry is from that general region-Though I often suspect these facts are made up to glamorize our friends. Nevertheless, we have a lovely friend who is prepared to give Iggy the Lutefisk Test for the holidays. (And he is more than welcome to it!!)

Now Miles had _CLASS_. She had no interest in Swiss cheese, but would accept a nibble of Cheddar, if it was sharp. Most cheese did not get her excited but she would fight me for Stilton. The Tiffany lady had class.

In growing up we had a little tragedy today. All owners of male cats worry about calcification/ urinary obstruction. Iggy put those fears to rest today. He has forgotten that he has quadrupled in length and often tries to fit in places he remembered hiding as a tiny kitten. As a kitten sometimes he would walk into the litterbox and just go, before turning around.

Today, I looked in horror, and looked around for the COW which surely has strayed inside, as there was a LAKE in front of the litterbox. Upon examination the stream has started On Target, but he backed up a little, because his nose was too close to the inside wall. A bigger liter box tomorrow. I shall have to try to teach him to turn around first. HOW is anyone's guess. Well, he DID have to walk though it and is a pretty smart cat, so maybe he figured it out. He did not look happy. We do have to keep those white feet!

So..Guess Who has a nice little padded cat bed I got for him, which he has never used?

Yet,

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Note from Ignatius The Great Himself:
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Today was the day I took Iggy to meet his brother and a new litter of nieces and nephew's at the lovely Kitty Lady's house. They all have wonderful dispositions, because they were broughtt up right!


As with all things Cat, it was not exactly what I expected. Iggy seemed to remember the living room where I first met him, but he was confused, and for the first time ever, had stage fright.

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Huh? Where AM I???


Here is his brother, Buck. It was not a joyful reunion, though they were reasonably friendly, and there was no hissing like I had feared, but it seemed to fade into a remote interest. That's OK, we all have disfunctional families!

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The litter of nieces and nephews was a bit much for him to handle...

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"What AM I, a Baby Sitter???!"

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"Look, kid-Give me some space, OK? This is intense!"



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One of the Iglets!

Oh Jon, the Iglets are just precious!! Thanks for sharing the reunion photos. By the way, my Husband "Buck" keeps checking in and loves your stories of Iggy.

Jon

Thanks for keeping up with Iggy's pictures. I never get tired of pictures and they never fail to make me smile.

Judy

Heehee..They TRIED to have a Wedding Anniversary.

Well, well..What have we here?

A trifle heavy on this side...Needs a little work!

NOM NOM NOM..What was I doing?...

Dear Fans,
My favorite playmate, Mousie, expired this morning during my Post- Breakfast Rampage.

Born in China last year, he was probably not destined to reach an old age, but still, I am disappointed.



My employee and friend Jon says he will hire some more. This time, fill them with catnip, OK?

Thanks.

Your Cat, Ignatius The Great.Click to view attachment

SOMEBODY (no names) is definitely spoiled!

Yeah, I see him saying "Who, me?"

What a precious boy!

Just wait until he posts HIS rules for you in HIS house!!

He just started to this morning! He rarely meows, just merely squeaks.

So this morning Mousie #2 was stuck under a dresser, and he was reaching WAY underneath with his paw, and was ALMOST getting it back out.

I wanted to help, so moved him so I could take out the bottom draw, when he SCREAMED at me, "NOOOOooooo! MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOWWW!!!"

And to his surprise there were THREE mousies there, some practically new! O Joy.

But I was startled to hear his voice. He is starting to talk to himself when he walks around excited, now. "Squeak!" "Yip!", "Eek!".
When he greets me it is a little squeak-But only if he has not seen me in a while.


Hey, everybody! I think I am going on vacation tomorrow, and heard THEM say we will be back Saturday.

My Cat Carrier is out and I have already taken a nap in it, to test it.

They have been carrying clothes and food into the Big Thing on the other side of the door.

There is some kind of SEAFOOD FESTIVAL going on near the big water thing we went to last time. I love seafood!


I will give you a report when we get back!!!!!!

Ignatius The Great
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Absolutely adorable!

Every picture..every word....made me smile...Thanks Jon...and Iggy!

Jon,

Does Iggy know about Catster.com? It's a My Space type site, only for kitties. Iggy desparatly needs his own page!!

Check out Frankee's and Jaspers. You just have to join!

http://www.catster.com/cats/751335

http://www.catster.com/cats/870912

Iggy needs to be shared with the world! There are so many "cyber treats" waiting for him!

Michelle

Jon,

Do you have any updates about the stray that showed up? Would love to hear about him/her.

So would I! It was One Visit, Once. A cat that looked just like Miles, but not starving-looking. he or she stopped by, looked in the the door, I left out a bowl of food, but He/She never returned.

I shall! Thanks!

Jon

I just read on Deanna's thread about her new baby, Sasha...that you said some relatives are tired of you talking about Iggy!

I'm glad you will ignore them. WE never get tired of hearing about him or seeing his pictures.
He is a beautiful baby boy and he has lots of "aunts and uncles" here who just adore him.

So..hugs and kisses to that perfect pink-nosed baby boy.


We know the joy he is giving you and it truly is priceless. Here we all truly understand all the pain of our losses, and all the joy of our new friends. We know our special ones will never ever be forgotten and will be missed and loved forever. But we also know the joy in starting a new friendship, unique in its own way.

And............Iggy is certainly "UNIQUE"

(Ironic somehow...how some people get upset if we talk "too long" about our lost one and then get upset if we "move on" and talk "too long" about our new friend...so the question that comes to mind is: WHAT do they want us to talk about? and...are they SURE we will enjoy doing that? or does that matter?)

IGGY RULES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Knowing some relatives, we are supposed to spend all our time talking about THEM, and listening to them complain.

They need a cat or a dog or a ferret, or SOMETHING.

Or a life.

Or a life.



AGREED!!!!

Igward (Iggy, Ignatius The Great) has reached the ten-pound milestone, and as an inducement to keep him fit and svelt, I unwrapped his new present today..A GREEN LASER.

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MOVIE TIME!




MOVIE # 1






MOVIE # 2

Don't know why but my Windows Media Player popped up and said it could not play these files and for me to "connect to the Internet".

Duh....I am connected. Let me try another Browser.

Darn!

First used Netscape..not work
Next used Firefox....same message

I know your other videos played okay. Don't understand this problem. Maybe cause lately I am on the Internet but my router says this computer is not on the internet. Haven't figured out why yet.

TOO FUNNY! I think someone needs to start Cat Racing down at the track. Just like Greyhound racing but only with a laser! My $$ would be on Iggy.

Iggy celebrates becoming the biggest cat in the house...

By being henpecked by his girfriend, Sam.

Being an 11 Poundkitten, though, it looks like Sam's tail might soon be a target.

My wife continues to refer to him as "Your Son".

Well, since he is neutered, at least I do not have to face giving him The Lecture.....

Picture reaction: WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

one month ago Lucky weighed in at 11 pounds and he is guessed at 3 years old now. How big will Iggy get? My Little Guy made it to 16 pounds (as you can see in my avatar).

Suggestion: Don't let Iggy see those old science-fiction movies like the 50 ft woman, etc., i.e., someone big who rules over everything.

SNORF-HACK!... HOO-HA!! ...."That's Ignatius.......Ignatius Bond."

Jon, maybe you ought to have tried a straight tie, so at least he would have been able to PLAY with the dang contraption. (perfectly placed for a mighty fine "raking," wouldn't you think?)

But where are the pics of Iggy taking his girlfriend out for a night on the town?

Oh, and I dunno if you can properly use the word "kitten" in the same sentence as 11 pounds.......

Ignatius The Great would like to comment:

"Look, OK, I DO look cute in the tie.

The problem is that it SHIFTS on me, due to my smooth, velvety glossy coat that displays my rippling muscles and inner beauty, thereby ruining the formal nature of the attire.

I HEARD them talking and knowoo they got them online somewhere.

So I looked around to see if they had gotten BETTER ones for me, and there are only a few places where My Royal Self would even consider shopping.

DID THEY GET ME BETTER ONES????

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EIGHT BILLION PEOPLE I could have adopted, and what do I get???

WAL-MART SHOPPERS!!!

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I am afraid it is true!

Last night, he decided to ambush me when I came into his room.
He hid on top of a hamper that was by the door, and when I came in, he JUMPED up to face level and then clung onto my chest.

He does not realize he has gotten so big so quickly, and tries to get into places he remembered as a kitten, and simply does not fit.
He used to be able to jump from one hole in the cat condo to another, but is too long now, and lands on the rug on his back.
He has trouble turning around in the chambers in the cat tower. He got stuck behind the couch. He jumps off the kitchen stools and knocks them over. He's a terror. Getting dressed is an experience. If I have an article of clothing in my hand, he grabs it and fights it just like my Yorkie terrier used to.

We play the "WHEEEEE" game at bedtime. I throw kitty treats, (Wheee!) and he jumps up and catches them..and he can jump higher than my head now.

But he is SO sweet and affectionate I do not mind. We are devoted friends, and once again I have company in my workshop.
He is not The Manager like Miles was...Just a "guy who visits and tries to help out". He has a great little personality.
Sometimes I just like to look at him because his markings and symmetry are so perfect.

OK, I have only met one homely cat in my life-They are all beautiful. The homely one was the white stray, who we were able to reunite with his owner..but he was beautiful inside.

OK, you are Promoted.

Is THIS what you want?

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i never thought you could top the photo of
Iggy as IGNATIUS MAXIMUS IMPERATOR
but your "son" Iggy as THE GREAT CATSBY, on the cover of FORBES ist jut too cute

thanks for sharing
Eva

Other than him making his Mousie Toy a full proconsul, and naming it "Incitatus", it did not seem to go to his head.

Mousie (Now Incitatus) lobbied for the "Senatus Consulto" approval, of course.
Politics has always worked like that.

I admit to going overboard with Paint Shop Pro, and will resume regular Cute Pictures for a while, but I have SO MUCH FUN with this cat-even when he is sleeping.

He has been the best medicine for me..because you know I still find Miles fur and toys once in a while.

So you can tell when I do, because that is when I do the Iggy Funnies, to distract myself.
If others get a smile, then it is all for the best.