Charlie Chow Mein under the Christmas tree. He actually had been a present 3 years ago. He was born in a home where the owner had several cats that were not fixed (I am pretty sure Charlie`s older brother Tom is also his father). She (the owner) had wanted to get rid of the kittens as soon as possible and was stopping the mom cat from going into the room where the kittens were so they`d get weaned faster. We wound up taking Charlie in when he was a couple days shy of 5 weeks. The first thing I did was get him to a vet as he had infection in both eyes. I don`t know if that has anything to do with it but Charlie is nearly blind in both eyes. He also wheezes alot which we thought was asthma but when I took him to a different vet they diagnosed polyps in his throat which may require surgery in the future.
I remember when he came here he had a little bit of food with him. I offered it to him repeatedly but he refused it. Finally I offered him the cat food we had here and he gobbled it up, he just loved it. Personally I think his love of food started there. I know being a Ragdoll that he has to be big but at last weigh in it was 23 pounds!
Cats must have long memories because oneday the woman that we got him from dropped by. She picked him up and they were face to face. It looked like he was just sniffing her when suddenly he grabbed her face, sticking his claws in both cheeks and his teeth sunk into her nose. We got him off but not before he drew blood. He had never done such a thing before or since. I wonder what memory triggered such a response.
Anyway, when we got him it was at Christmastime and my family and I thought of Charlie as a present.