February 14, 1991 ~ October 7, 2006
| Our sweet Mercury passed to the bridge October 7, 2006. I was laying in bed, watching TV and Mercury came to the side of my bed, and mewed ever so strangly to get my attention. I looked over the side of the bed expecting him to be waiting for me to pick him up on to the bed... he was no longer able to get up on the bed by himself and knew I would always lift him up to be with me. He was laying there on the floor... he then made that strange mew and started shaking very gently. I crawled down on to the floor and held him. He started purring his deep loud purr as usual. After a few moments he started shaking, mewed again and passed in my arms. I was truly blessed to have had Merc as my furkid for the last few years of his life. And to know he wanted me with him as he passed was his way to let me know how he felt about me too!! |
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Hi, I'm so glad you came to visit me. My Name is Mercury but most of the time they just call me 'Merc'. I think it is cause the hoomans around here are just too lazy to use my full name. I was born on February 14, 1991. So I guess I'm not a kitten anymore. I haf had a couple of homes before this one, but this is where I'm staying from now on!!! My new hoomans just love me sooooooo much!!! I get along with the ofur fellas here, but that gurl kitty and I are not the best of furrends yet. We do not claw fight, we just yell and hiss a lot at each ofur. We are not allowed to claw fight in this home or we might get squirted wif water!!! That is a good rule fur me cause I came here wifout my claws. The ofer kitties still haf there claws so my hoomans were watching all of us kitties furry closly when I furst moved in. They didn't want any unfair fighting. My best furrend is Spud, the baby. Maybe he thinks I'm his grandpa. He is always washing me and making sure I'm as clean as can be. I wash him too, cause he is such a good furrend. He luvs to attack me and pounce on me whenever he can. I'm a lap kitty fur sure. The hoomans are not allowed to sit anywhere in this home unless I'm on one of their laps. My mew meowmee is usually the furst one I head fur. Her lap is so comfy and she is always ready fur me. I even like to be held like a real baby, so I'm sure it brings the mufur out in her!!! And, when in that position, belly up, please don't furget to pet my tummy!!! Oh, did I mention, I'm a long hair domestic kitty. I tip the scales at eighteen pounds. I also drool, when I'm excited over being held and petted!!! And, I smile a lot too. I have stolen the hearts of the hoomans I now own and I'm a happy, kind of spoiled, kitty!!! |
| Here are a couple of photos of me taken the first day I was here at my mew home. April 27, 2002 |
