Theodore Roosevelt Bear
born October 23, 1995
Adopted January 6, 1996
Died February 13, 2003
As a kitten he was spectacular. He captured my heart at
first sight, lying on his back in my lap at the cat show and purring. He
was a big, friendly ball of fluff, every bit the perfect Persian kitten.
I didn't go there to get a cat, which is just as well, because "Seek,
and you shall find." Sometimes you'll find something just because you're
seeking. When you're not looking and someone or something gets your attention,
it's probably because they're outstanding. Bear was definitely outstanding.
The Redhead said "I knew when we got him he would break my heart. I
was right. He did. But if I had to do it over I wouldn't do it any different,
even if it meant winning the lottery."
We brought him home and left to get "Kitten Supplies."
We left him locked in the bathroom. When we returned, we heard the roaring
of a wounded lion. We rescued him from the bathroom, and he purred and thanked
us. Bear, we would learn, didn't like to be alone. When we saw him sit like
this we nicknamed him Chair Bear.
Who could resist a face like that?
As a kitten he was spectacular and adorable
As a full grown cat he was magnificent
When The Redhead worked in the office, he would sit in
the shelves with the books, just watching, guarding her as he always did
when she was around. She called him "my guardian angel."
He cooperated grudgingly with our efforts to make a Christmas
card, but the results looked more like "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas"
A favorite pose, the Chair Bear
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