SBMFC seeking GHWC
Single Black Male Fixed Cat seeking Good Home with Warm Couch.
Baghdad was born in Hawaii in October of 1999. Then called Bagheera (after the black panther in Jungle Book) he was a wild cat who enjoyed randomly attacking people as they walked by, climbing the furniture and trying to escape every time the door opened.
His first flight was to California where he was in a juvenile detention center at my parents house for 6 months. We told him it was because we were moving, but he really needed some solitary confinement to assist in some behavior modifications. His time in California proved to calm him a little but unfortunately due to the stress of the situation he became an emotional eater. In a short time became obese and his weight along with his age took the pep out of his step.
He later flew to Alabama and lived there for a year, followed by an 8 hour drive to Tennesee where he lost his mind. He got a little crazy, started destroying carpet and new furniture and frequently ran away.We declawed him and thankfully his destructive days were over and after a few long nights of sleeping in the field, he stopped running away.
His last big trip was a 12 hour drive to Virginia. He meowed the entire way. Really he NEVER stopped. By the time we got to our new house, his meow was raspy and his sanity completely gone. He became a very calm, cuddly cat after that. He went through a defiant spell with the litter box once. He decided he didn't want to go out into the garage to use the litter box, so he peed in our bathtub. I nearly killed him, but Matt wouldn't let me. So, I gave in and moved the litter box into our bathroom and he hasn't had any issues since.
These days Baghdad spends most of his time sleeping on the couch downstairs. When he isn't there, he is sleeping on Matt's side of the bed or in a sunny spot somewhere in the house. He occasionally wants outside to explore our patio, but always comes back when he gets hungry, thirsty, or cold. He likes to snuggle but only on his terms. He will come to you if he wants love, but it is imperative that you stop petting him after 30 seconds or you will regret it. He can't handle too much stimulation. He tends to bite if you linger too long with the petting. He deposits fur balls around the house, especially when someone spooks him and is known to hack up a hair ball every once in a while. Other than that, he is pretty decent to have around. Although he is morbidly obese and old, just the other day I found him playing with a wooden bead like he did when he was a kitten.
Eli and Matt love Baghdad a lot. He is definitely their cat. Gabe and I are usually the ones torturing the cat with loud noises, shaking plastic bags near him to freak him out, or just wishing him ill will. So, when we found out we were moving to Germany Matt and Eli assumed Baghdad would be joining us, naturally I quickly let them know they are wrong.
Every move causes him so much trauma, and I don't want to make an international move, with so many unknowns on the other side, with a cat. To top all that off, we are looking at a cost of $550 -$800 to get him over there! Once there, we will most likely have to board him until we find a house, and then have to factor having a cat into our homesearch. So, I used my UN veto power and declared the cat is not moving with us.
What to do with a cat that is, like it or not, part of our family? My mom graciously offered to take him when we move, but that means that he will still have to fly to California and I'm pretty sure mom and dad are just being nice with their offer. Matt wants to find a home for the cat here. Eli wants the cat to come with us. Gabe would like the cat to disappear mysteriously in the night. And I just want him to find a warm couch to sleep on where he would be generally undisturbed but occasionally loved on for the rest of his days.
Baghdad was born in Hawaii in October of 1999. Then called Bagheera (after the black panther in Jungle Book) he was a wild cat who enjoyed randomly attacking people as they walked by, climbing the furniture and trying to escape every time the door opened.
His first flight was to California where he was in a juvenile detention center at my parents house for 6 months. We told him it was because we were moving, but he really needed some solitary confinement to assist in some behavior modifications. His time in California proved to calm him a little but unfortunately due to the stress of the situation he became an emotional eater. In a short time became obese and his weight along with his age took the pep out of his step.
He later flew to Alabama and lived there for a year, followed by an 8 hour drive to Tennesee where he lost his mind. He got a little crazy, started destroying carpet and new furniture and frequently ran away.We declawed him and thankfully his destructive days were over and after a few long nights of sleeping in the field, he stopped running away.
His last big trip was a 12 hour drive to Virginia. He meowed the entire way. Really he NEVER stopped. By the time we got to our new house, his meow was raspy and his sanity completely gone. He became a very calm, cuddly cat after that. He went through a defiant spell with the litter box once. He decided he didn't want to go out into the garage to use the litter box, so he peed in our bathtub. I nearly killed him, but Matt wouldn't let me. So, I gave in and moved the litter box into our bathroom and he hasn't had any issues since.
These days Baghdad spends most of his time sleeping on the couch downstairs. When he isn't there, he is sleeping on Matt's side of the bed or in a sunny spot somewhere in the house. He occasionally wants outside to explore our patio, but always comes back when he gets hungry, thirsty, or cold. He likes to snuggle but only on his terms. He will come to you if he wants love, but it is imperative that you stop petting him after 30 seconds or you will regret it. He can't handle too much stimulation. He tends to bite if you linger too long with the petting. He deposits fur balls around the house, especially when someone spooks him and is known to hack up a hair ball every once in a while. Other than that, he is pretty decent to have around. Although he is morbidly obese and old, just the other day I found him playing with a wooden bead like he did when he was a kitten.
Eli and Matt love Baghdad a lot. He is definitely their cat. Gabe and I are usually the ones torturing the cat with loud noises, shaking plastic bags near him to freak him out, or just wishing him ill will. So, when we found out we were moving to Germany Matt and Eli assumed Baghdad would be joining us, naturally I quickly let them know they are wrong.
Every move causes him so much trauma, and I don't want to make an international move, with so many unknowns on the other side, with a cat. To top all that off, we are looking at a cost of $550 -$800 to get him over there! Once there, we will most likely have to board him until we find a house, and then have to factor having a cat into our homesearch. So, I used my UN veto power and declared the cat is not moving with us.
What to do with a cat that is, like it or not, part of our family? My mom graciously offered to take him when we move, but that means that he will still have to fly to California and I'm pretty sure mom and dad are just being nice with their offer. Matt wants to find a home for the cat here. Eli wants the cat to come with us. Gabe would like the cat to disappear mysteriously in the night. And I just want him to find a warm couch to sleep on where he would be generally undisturbed but occasionally loved on for the rest of his days.
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