Monday, June 15, 2009
My Baby Boy
The Monkeys have graciously let me take over their blog space to write about each one of them. I know they're worried about being embarrassed in front of their friends so I'll try to keep the 'mush' to a minimum.
I'm starting with Samson which is a little bit out of order because Delilah found me before him, but I'd like to keep it in the Mancat Monday and Tortie Tuesday order.
July 27th, 2006. Samson was born with his two brothers and one sister and for reasons I'll never know, their mama never came back to nurse them. Shortly after his birth, a woman named Stacie found the kittens and started bottle-feeding them. He was the biggest kitten in the litter and apparently loved Stacie very much. I think a big part of his personality today is that he never had a cat mommy so he didn't have the proper cat training and weening that they all get and he thinks of human females as his mothers.
Flash forward to September, 2006. I was looking for a playmate for Delilah who had decided that I was her prey or plaything... I'm not really sure what she thought but she was hunting and stalking me in between all the snuggling we were doing. I was planning to go to the shelter, but a friend who knew I was looking sent me this picture of Samson. Of course, after seeing this photo, I couldn't turn back. He was one of the cutest things I had ever seen and I knew I had to have him in my life.
Delilah was 4 months old when I brought Samson home at 2 months old and he was 'the big boss' in his litter. He had never seen a bigger cat than himself so when he popped out of his cage, his shock at seeing the much larger Delilah was immense! She was not sure what he was or what he was doing there and he was terrified yet somehow compelled by her so it was a little stressful for all of us for a couple of days. My friend told me that I coddled Samson too much and, at the time I thought he was ridiculous but now that Sammy's a full-grown cat and he still spends much of his time feeding on the buttons on my shirt, I think I might have to agree. Delilah's 'love' for him at first consisted of very heavy playing that always left him pinned down and squealing. I never reprimanded Deli because I knew she was just being a kitten (and we all know that kittens don't understand the word 'NO') but I couldn't resist scooping Samson up in my arms and snuggling him when Delilah got the best of him.
Samson doesn't have all the hunting and dexterity skills of a cat that had mama cat training but Deli continues to try to teach him every day and he is really enthusiastic to try anything she offers. His lack of precision while jumping usually led to him hanging off of furniture by a claw, squealing and swinging like a pendulum while Delilah looked on wondering how he did that. This is when I started calling him Monkey and the two of them The Monkeys because all they did was goof around and climb everything in my apartment.
Samson and Delilah's relationship has blossomed into a real loving friendship but he still comes to me when she rejects him (which is often). He is the sweetest, most loving little boy ever!
The Monkeys were right; I probably embarrassed Samson. Now to work on Delilah's post...
Karen - The Monkeys' Mommy
Posted by The Monkeys at 12:01 AM
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That is so sweet! We promise not to tease him about it!
Awww, I feel all warm inside after reading that!
What a scary start in life, lucky he and his brothers and sisters were found - but a good ending. FAZ
Awww I agree with Mishas comment, it leave's you with a warm fuzzy feeling. What an adorable little man.
Mum says I am the most affectionate cat she has ever had.She says isn't it lovely.
Hugs GJ xx
We loved reading Samson's story! Samson is a very lucky mancat to have such a great mom and sisfur!
This is such a wonderful story! We agree that Samson is very lucky to have such a great mom. Thank you so much for adopting him and Deli - you're the best!
What a cute adorable little bundle Samson was!We are glad everything worked out so well for him. He was born on our dad's birthday.
Thankyou for telling us about Samson's origin. The picture of him as a kitten made our ape faint clean away - she has a limit to how much cuteness she can cope with. Gorgeous!
Soooooooooo sweet :)
So lovely words,
and cute pictures......
Its touching my Mommy ;)
How wonderful that he found a great forever home and a "Monkey" sister with whom to play.
Samson certainly doesn't need to be embarrassed. His mama told a wunnerful story about him -- rather remarkable! What a sweet little baby he was (and and sweet big baby now)! I'm glad everything worked out even if mama had to train Samson to be a cat.
By the way, Samson has the same birthday as my Dylan -- July 27th (except Dylan is 2 years older).
Such sweet stories!
We loved hearing this story about Samson.We see how that face was one you could not pass up, he was such a beautiful kitten.
Dere is nuttin' wrong wif a momma gushing over her babies! We are sure dat youz widdle boy knowz dat youz ♥ him so much you couldn't help yourself.
It was neat to read the story of Samson! I can tell he is very well-loved!
We really love your post! It's always fun to learn about how our furriends came to be with their furrever family! We've been curious about why those two are monkeys, but now it makes purrfect sense!
Pee Ess: We're mailing your package tomorrow:)
Thanks for sharing Samson's story with us! Our mom sez that if she had seen that picture of Samson, she wudda brought him home too! What a cute little monkey!!
Oh, what a wonderful story about Samson! He is a sweetie and he's lucky to have such a loving home with you and big sisfur Delilah!
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Sampson looks almost exactly like my old kitty C80. I miss her so much. He's alike down to the adorable little dot on his lip. Hers was on the other side, though.
And such a wonderful story. Thank you for sharing!
::Mom to Mom Comment:: Oh that was so sweet. I just love Samson, I would scoop him up and snuggle him like crazy!
I had a cat that ate buttons too, trying to nurse I thought.
Awwww, what a sweet story and that picture of him as a babycat is just adorable! Even we the kitties are squeeing over that one (and we *hate* when The Mommy does that...).
Purrs and hugs,
The Kitty Krew
Bugsy, Sassy, Callie, Roxy, and Pixie, and Their Mommy
....ahh....what a wonderful story! If Samson doesn't like the mush--well, he just needs to prove how ManCat he is and puff up his chest and say "I am loved!"
Oh, what a cutie Samson was!! No wonder he won your heart.
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