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![]() ![]() Augustus Eves.
1 May 2000 - 8 Jul 2014. Our Heart. |
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![]() Gusto's first day with us |
In the
beginning.... Pudn would watch the squirrels that would play under the front window. One day Pud was making a bigger fuss than normal. Upon investigation it was a kitten. Shannon noticed it was starving. They both saved Gustos life. |
![]() Strangle Hold |
A cat has three names... "All cats have three names; a regular name, a fancy name, and name only the cat itself knows." (Logans Run / T S Eliot) He was found on the 30 of Aug and he was so pretty he looked like a girl, so we started with August. When he was found to be a boy, we went with Augustus. His fancy name is Augustus Eves. He showed such a zest for life that we shortened his daily name to Gusto. Eventually due to laziness we called him Gus. |
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Smart Gusto When young and curious, he would watch what you did and try to do it. He was often seen trying to turn round door knobs to open the door. Damn paws! He was the first to master the Food Maze toy. He was the first to learn to come in from the enclosures when called. |
![]() The window where Gusto was found! Pud'n looks on knowingly. |
Kitten Gusto While in the shower he would be on the other side of the curtain and swat at the drops sliding down. If you sprayed the curtain, he would go wild. When just a little ball of fur, he was able to jump over two child barriers we had which came to 5 ft! |
Glowing Gusto |
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My Gusto After Pudn died (the closest thing to a mother he ever had) Gus started sleeping across my neck with his body cradled under my armpit. His whiskers would tickle my face until I fell asleep. Often while petting him he would gently reach out with his paw to touch my face. He loved when your mouth was open. He would stare at it as if a mouse was going to jump out. |
![]() Moe and Gus |
King Gusto If anyone else received attention at the same time, he would leave. He wanted all your attention. jealously leave if anyone else got attention. He did eventually learn to accept Tahl as an equal. When he entered the room, he would do a grand entrance. His presence was always felt. His absence is strongly felt. It feels like we lost half our cats. |
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Playful Gusto Shannon would play the Boo game with him. Whether playing it in a box or around a corner, he loved it. Similarly, he loved to play hide and seek or chase me, chase you. He would always give his head an excited shake before running off. |
Gus not eating flowers |
Evil Gusto He terrorized Charcoal. He loved to wait in ambush, surprise him, and make him jump and scream. It may be that he did this out of jealousy. Charcoal is very loveable. He would smack my mother and mother-in-law alike. |
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![]() Pud'n and Gusto - Mother and Son |
Chicken Gusto We had a boarder in our basement for a year. He had a cat called Pheobe. We introduced Gusto to Pheobe one day. Gusto pretended not to notice her and she, with lightning speed, attacked and chased him from one side of the basement to the other until I was able to stop her with my foot. It was not his proudest moment. |
Atom, Gusto look alike |
Box Gusto - His favourite sleeping spots were boxes or baskets that were two sizes too small for him. But somehow he made it work. Stompy Gusto - When Gus wanted you to notice him he would start stomping by you while pretending to ignore you. Vegetarian Gusto - He loved to eat Romaine Lettuce from my hand. Loveable Gusto - He loved when you would blow on his fur. |
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your racing heart wakes me outside is respectful and gray a call to arms - awake! now there are two to fret brothers pose in concern a caesar's name a flowing mane long you fought how long we can never know know us it was bravely to love you the most was it just? my penance now my (lion)heart is gone then there were 5 as you went you never seemed to leave your touch soft, warm, calm so calm under my kiss heavens rain marked the event soaking the dead below your boyfriends seeking our comfort your girlfriend mourning alone like them I pace I look waiting for you only your ghostly remains are in the silence you left a chilling thought forms you are trapped here no peace for you as I cannot forget time is both a blessing and curse it shall do what I will not your memory whispers to me share my love |