Soon
after moving into my house in 1993, I noticed this beautiful all gray
cat in the neighborhood. A very friendly cat, I would once in a while
find him in my garage and assumed that he "belonged" to someone.
It was not until the following summer that a neighbor told me this cat
was a stray and that neighbors were feeding him but none were taking him
in - not even during the winter. As fall approached I started keeping
my garage window open and he would often come in. Well, I soon named him
Humphrey and that was it. The vet told me he was 5 or 6 years old, has
asthma and had been neutered.
Humphrey has the sweetest disposition, I will always wonder how he became
a
stray. Although he now has a number of health problems, he still enjoys
going out into the back yard (he can't jump over the fense), lying in
the
sun and watching the birds.
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My name is Chewy -- short for Chewbacca - maybe you can see the resemblance.
I turned 11 years old last month and I live in West Irondequoit with my
"parents", Bob & Lynn. I have numerous nicknames, such as
"fluffernutter-head", "flooper-do" "fluffy-face",
"fuzz-ball" and "flea-bag" (that last one comes from
my daddy, Bob!). They call me pretty much whatever name comes to mind
at that moment, and, being a Chow-Chow (after all, we are known for our
independence), I don't answer to any of them.
I
spend my days surveying the backyard for signs of wildlife. The squirrels,
chipmunks, deer, and this time of year, baby woodchucks, entertain me
throughout the day. The mommy woodchuck recently had 3 babies. They are
so tiny, I don't usually even see them until they stand up on their hind
legs so that they are taller than the height of the grass. We have a neighbor
two houses down who has an enormous vegetable garden in the backyard.
The garden is fenced off, but that doesn't keep the woodchucks from burrowing
under the fence and stealing some veggies. My mommy also brings extra
veggies out to the woodchuck babies for them to feast on, in the hopes
that this will keep them out of the neighbor's vegetable garden.
When
I'm not watching the woodchucks, the squirrels provide hours of entertainment.
They chase each other around the bases of our trees, and often leap from
one tree to another in mid-air. My mommy and daddy are amused by the sight
of me sitting in the backyard under the tree, with my neck craned straight
up, mesmerized by the squirrel circus going on overhead. Sometimes I think
one might actually lose its grip and come tumbling down to my feet. If
that did happen, I'd probably bolt away in the other direction, being
so surprised by my good fortune to come face to face with one of these
little daredevils.
The major source of entertainment
aside from all these critters is the deer. They frolic and play in groups
of 2 - 7 in the backyard and tease me to come join them. I would, but
mommy and daddy keep me on a lengthy run to prevent any potentially dangerous
run-ins with these guys. I think if I weren't on the run, I might just
join one of their clans, and become the Ugly Duckling of the deer family.
Of course, then mommy and daddy would miss me terribly and I couldn't
do that to them!
So,
that's just a quick glimpse into my life. I hope you've enjoyed it, and
that you get to enjoy the wildlife you see in your own backyard.
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