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By Gary Roberts, December 6, 2009

I think Keaton wins this one, paws down!

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By Gary Roberts, May 12, 2009

Some cats are just naturally regal-looking and comport themselves well. Winston was like that. He was a stolid, good looking black cat of ours from a few years ago. Winston had survived on the streets for quite some time before being taken in by the Ottawa Humane Society, where we then adopted him. He’d been used as target practice, we soon discovered, and had to have a lead pellet from an air rifle removed from his side. He had this aloofness about him, an “I-will-not-deign-to-speak-to-you” attitude which was quite at odds with his friendly nature, once he got to know you.

Yes, Winston was a very regal cat. Until, of course, we caught him peeing in the toilet one day! Still, bodily functions aside, the fact of the matter was that Winston managed to look classy.

Of course there was also my favourite cat, Milo. Like Winston before him, Milo has now passed away and I’ve already written all I can about him. He was a faithful follower of mine, shadowing me from room to room and sitting with me whenever I worked at my desk at home.

And then, finally, there’s Keaton.

Ah, what can I say about Keaton’s regal bearing? Well, I think this photo of him says it all…

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By Gary Roberts, March 16, 2008

We got Keaton from the Toronto Humane Society in November, 2007 - not long after my cat Milo died. He’s a grey cat with lots of personality, who follows us from room to room. A regular lap cat, he likes nothing better than collapsing on me in the evening as I’m couch potatoing. He can also be found napping on the bed especially if there’s sunlight streaming in, which is how I found him today.

If they’re treated well, pets can have such a carefree life and it’s grounding to see how little they have to care about. I often wonder what thoughts, if any, pass through their tiny brains:

“Warm light - must lie down and stretch!”
“Human - feed me!”
“Scratch my belly!”
“Purrrrrr…”

Here’s a picture of Keaton, stretching in the warm light.

I am Cat, hear me snore!