Remembering Chris Part Three


Chris was always a happy-go-lucky cat. When we introduced Puck, he accepted him right away. We thought introducing Frankie to our home would go the same way. It didn’t. Chris immediately saw him as a threat and became aggressive towards him.

It took a while but eventually an uneasy truce emerged. that truce was fragile, and fights would often erupt.

After about a month, Chris decided he wanted to be Frankie’s friend but after his earlier behavior, Frankie wasn’t having it. It took several more months before their relationship became relatively okay.

When we introduced Floki to our home Chris was better behaved. I suppose a kitten is far less threatening than a full-grown male cat.

Soon, a sort of love triangle developed in our house. Floki liked Chris, Chris liked Frankie, and Frankie liked me. Sometimes, well, most of the time, Chris would get jealous when Frankie paid attention to me. I was never sure if Chris was jealous because I was paying attention to Frankie or because Frankie was paying attention to me. This usually happened when I was lying in bed winding down for the evening.

Despite his jealous moments, one of his best qualities was his affection for others, both cats and humans. I got so many comments from people who said they wished their cats got along like our cats did. The truth is, Chris was the main reason that happened. He was like the glue that held the other cats together.

Now that Chris is gone, I hope Floki and Frankie can learn to be close.

Remembering Chris Part Two


When we moved back to Florida, Chris’s talent for opening doors flourished.

Bad Cat Chris trying to open door
Bad Cat Chris under bathroom sink

He also like being high up in the air.

Bad Cat Chris on railing
I don’t know how he does this
Chris in Window - View from below
View from below

One of the cute things he did was hang out with Rose while she got ready in the morning and put her makeup on.

Bad Cat Chris on bathroom counter.
Bad Cat Chris on bathroom counter.
Chris taking up valuable counter space while Puck is back to jealous spectator.
Bad Cat Chris on bathroom counter.

Next time I’ll talk about his lizard catching ability.

Remembering Chris Part One


As most of you know, we lost Chris Saturday afternoon. We knew his time with us was limited but we still hoped for at least another year. I at least thought he would see his fifteenth Gotch Day in November.

I am grateful to the many people who reached out and offered prayers when they learned Chris was not doing well, and condolences after he passed. As most of you know, losing a beloved pet is very difficult but knowing there are people who really care about you softens the blow.

I would like to thank Ann from Zoolatry for first creating this graphic when she learned Chris wasn’t doing well.

A few hours later she made this beautiful memorial for Chris.

I thought this would be a good time to take a stroll down memory lane, starting with the first two known photos of Chris taken October 3, 2009, when I talked my wife into coming into the shelter where I volunteered to meet Chris.

Chris meets Rose
Bad Cat Chris at adoption center with Rose.
Chris at adoption center with Rose.

We didn’t adopt him then. We had a cruise coming up in October and then Rose had to go to a managers meeting. In the meantime, Chris was adopted by someone else. He annoyed his first adoptive parents so much that they returned him the next day. The fact that a five to six-month-old kitten could not get adopted was unusual and lucky for us as well as Chris, because I don’t know many people who could have put up with him in those early years.

Here is a video of him when we brought him home. We didn’t do what we should have done and introduce him to our cats slowly. Instead, we let him loose and he immediately took over. As you can see, Chris was not a shy cat.

I believe this is the first photo I have of him in our new home.

Chris on adoption day, 2009.

Three hours later he cozied up to Rose on the sofa.

Early picture of Bad Cat Chris and Rose
Early picture of Chris and Rose

He quickly became friendly with our other cats. Our black cat, Flash, is not in this picture, nor do I have a photo of him with Chris. It’s too bad because he died the following April.

Cats Abbey, Alex, Chris and Tigger

Chris would often insert himself where he wasn’t invited.

cats Chris and Tigger
Chris disturbs Abbey’s nap.

While he could be highly annoying to both cats and people, he was also funny and entertaining.

Now it’s my turn!
Abbey annoyed with Chris.

He could also be very cute.

What stood out the most about Chris was his affectionate nature. He was always a very touchy-feely cat. He was the only cat I ever knew that liked to be hugged.

Chris and Chuck
This is Chris on my shoulders, doing what he has done since the day we met.

Of course, there were plenty of things he did to earn the name Bad Cat Chris.

Chris tries to catch bird
Bad Cat Chris tries to catch bird
Chris on kitchen babinet
Bad Cat Chris on shelf in closet
Did I mention the closet?
Bad Cat Chris in a tree.

Chris was with us for almost fifteen years. There is way too much to remember in one post. I will post part two soon.

Goodbye Good Cat Chris


We had to make the difficult decision to let Chris go today.

I am sitting alone in the vet’s parking lot. I am not in a mental state to drive just yet. My wife is in Tampa preparing for a cruise with her managers. She offered to come back but I told her not to.

I will write more but not now.

Emergency Vet Visit


Just before noon, my wife noticed Chris under the dining room table. He was breathing hard and was lying in urine.

I immediately called our vet but they close at noon and didn’t answer the phone. Instead I brought him to the emergency vet.

They brought him to the back but didn’t want me to go with. They said he has fluid in his lungs. They put him on oxygen and will attempt to remove the fluid. If that is successful, they will go over the next steps.

I don’t usually ask for prayers but they would be appreciated now.