My female cockapoo was born with just one eye. She was so black that it was hard to tell, and it never really bothered her that much---you just had to remember to throw the ball on the side she could see. It *did* mess with her depth perception, so she would use her mouth to figure out where she was, but she was always really gentle about that, too.
I know what you mean about missing one's departed pet, Wormwood.
My little Misty went diabetic blind in the last years of her life, but once she got her sense of smell organized, she ran everywhere without bumping into anything.
The vet said don't move the furniture around on her, and I took her on the same route each day for her walks, and soon she knew where all her trees were, and so on...except when it snowed, and then she used her side whiskers to keep away from the side of the snowbanks.
Oh, Misty was a miniature schnauzer, not a cat, but a loved one, too. Shortly after she died, I could not continue to bear the emptiness she left, so I got another mini schnauzer and am embarked upon another happy jaunt.
Agh...photos show us your wonderful, furry critters and I think they are all wonderful, too.
Wormwood, What was your cockapoo's name? I have noticed that Millerton Store can chase the laser pointer and the feathered flyer with the best of them, so evidently she must not suffer too much from the lack of depth perception,
Nicholodeon, Thank you for sharing your story about Misty.I have heard that whiskers actually allow a cat to determine if she can safely get through an opening, but I did not know that dogs did the same thing!
I have a fondness for the particular rhythm of those two names: Sneakaround Jones, Millerton Store, which incidentally in Latin and Greek prosody is known as a choriamb (= trochee + iamb)
My name comes from the Irish Achadh-beithe, meaning "birch-tree field." It's not so hard to pronounce if you remember that the gh combination is silent, and that the diphthong ea is like the "a" in pan. So my name is pronounced something like "Ah-va" with the accent on the first syllable.
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I really like the name "Sneakaround Jones." When my dad was a boy, he had a cat named "Joe Louis Stompyfeet." Our last cat was named "sin nombre."
My female cockapoo was born with just one eye. She was so black that it was hard to tell, and it never really bothered her that much---you just had to remember to throw the ball on the side she could see. It *did* mess with her depth perception, so she would use her mouth to figure out where she was, but she was always really gentle about that, too.
I miss her. She's been gone for 5 years now. :-(
Your cats are gorgeous, all of them. What fun to see them.
I know what you mean about missing one's departed pet, Wormwood.
My little Misty went diabetic blind in the last years of her life, but once she got her sense of smell organized, she ran everywhere without bumping into anything.
The vet said don't move the furniture around on her, and I took her on the same route each day for her walks, and soon she knew where all her trees were, and so on...except when it snowed, and then she used her side whiskers to keep away from the side of the snowbanks.
Oh, Misty was a miniature schnauzer, not a cat, but a loved one, too. Shortly after she died, I could not continue to bear the emptiness she left, so I got another mini schnauzer and am embarked upon another happy jaunt.
Agh...photos show us your wonderful, furry critters and I think they are all wonderful, too.
Wormwood,
What was your cockapoo's name? I have noticed that Millerton Store can chase the laser pointer and the feathered flyer with the best of them, so evidently she must not suffer too much from the lack of depth perception,
Nicholodeon,
Thank you for sharing your story about Misty.I have heard that whiskers actually allow a cat to determine if she can safely get through an opening, but I did not know that dogs did the same thing!
oooh, I love the name, "Joe Louis Stompyfeet"!
Named after the prizefighter, right?
I have a fondness for the particular rhythm of those two names: Sneakaround Jones, Millerton Store, which incidentally in Latin and Greek prosody is known as a choriamb (= trochee + iamb)
What wonderful cats! And, named appropriately according to TS Eliot, too.
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