Sonny came to us about 5 years ago when he was still a kitten. Not a tiny kitten, but in that funny awkward almost full grown stage. It was a cold rainy night in late December and I heard a tiny "Meow! Meow! Meow!" outside in the rain. I went out our front door to check it out and a man who was walking by told me that this kitten wouldn't stop following him. I told him I'd come take care of it. I took a bowl of food outside and when I shook the bowl the kitty came running up to me. He purred very loudly for about 5 minutes before he finally stopped to eat. Once we were certain he didn't belong to anyone, we took him to the vet to be checked out and "fixed" before bringing him home. We named him Sonny because he was like a little ray of sunshine on that rainy night! We tried to keep him separate from Zuki (our white cat) for about a week to let them get familiar with each others scents under the doors, but he was so determined to meet her, our attempts failed and he managed to break through the barrier we put up. It took about 2 weeks of Zuki resisting and hissing at Sonny, and they finally fell madly in love with each other!
When we first adopted Sonny his fur was matt with dander and I sneezed my head off when he was close to me. Once he got healthier his coat became really beautiful and shiny and now he is just gorgeous! Not to mention, he's sweet as he can be!
After we had him for a couple of years, though, he started doing this weird coughing thing. He looked like he was coughing up a hairball, but nothing would ever come up. Our vet determined that he had feline asthma, which is totally treatable. He has to take 3 pills every night. It sucks, but he's a real good sport about it and takes the pills pretty well. Eventually we might switch him over to an inhaler! It turns out that feline asthma is so common that someone actually designed an inhaler mask that fits their tiny faces!
Anyway, that's Sonny's story. His nicknames are "The LION!", "Mr. Handsome" and "Daddy". He doesn't like to be held, but is extremely affectionate. He loves to be patted aggressively at the base of his tail! He has a tiny voice for such a big handsome kitty, and is most likely a maine coon mix of some kind. Isn't he gorgeous?!
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awwww! hehe! *inspired* I was just taking care of a tiny brown kitty who sleeps under the covers in the guest bed haha!
I haven't been able to find out what Brian Pounders is doing art-wise via the web, the most I ever found over the years was that he once described himself as a 'recovering art student' which is kind of strange considering he was one of the best artists, student or not, around!!!
I think you can track him down via his name in google if you dig deep enough and eventually he will find this post and my site by searching for his name!
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