Pumpkin – Ragdoll of the Week
Looking back on my life, I can honestly say that I really improved with age. I’m like a Chateauneuf du Pape, that way. Or a good scotch. I have no idea what I am saying, of course, but I listen when they talk about me.
My name is Pumpkin and I was born on July 6th, 2002 in Quebec City, Canada and I had lots of brothers and sisters. At first, I wasn’t too sure that I would like it here and when I met my humans, they thought that I didn’t like them very much. Fortunately, they liked me enough to let me stay with my mom and dad until I was 12 weeks old.
When I finally went to live in my new home, I started having fun tearing it to shreds right away. Oh, the fun I had! My humans were very happy that I quickly got tired of it, though.
I developed other abilities like hiding in difficult to reach places and making my humans believe that I must have escaped their supervision and gone outside on my own. I still like hiding in places I can’t easily get out of. They are so cute when they panic.
I have had a beautiful life so far: I’ve lived in the city where there are many curious sounds and I’ve lived in the country where the mice are abundant. I love playing with snow or autumn leaves on the other side of the window pane. I love lying on stuff. Any and all stuff, including Philippe, my favorite human. I have been known to wash his hair when there isn’t anything good on TV and I’m bored out of my mind. I also have to wash The Dog when he comes to lie beside me and I want to let him. He’s a filthy animal.
It did take me a while to let my humans know I cared about them. They loved me but I played hard to get. In my older age, I got wiser and realized that I was playing too hard to get. Trying to prevent them from bringing in another Dog, I started showing them more affection. It worked, thank dog.
Although, I do wish people would look at me and see how intelligent I am, how charismatic and well versed I am in many subjects that evade hominid comprehension. But, no. They usually fall over themselves at how totally gorgeous I am. And I guess, who could blame them, really? I am insanely attractive and Hollywood worthy, no sense denying it.
My humans though, they get it. They know that I’m an Adonis AND that I’m supra intelligent. They love it when they are sad or not feeling well and I come and comfort them, putting one of my paws on their knee and sniffing their face with my cold wet nose, slapping their cheek with my other paw. The little ones are not so little anymore but I have comforted them and made them laugh too many times to mention (I’m trying to stay humble, to no avail).
My dreams for the future include being taken away on vacation, meaning, being gifted with a new bed placed in a different room. I don’t ask for much else. I like my simple quiet life with the humans I own.
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Hi, I’m Jenny Dean, creator of Floppycats! Ever since my Aunt got the first Ragdoll cat in our family, I have loved the breed. Inspired by my childhood Ragdoll cat, Rags, I created Floppycats to connect, share and inspire other Ragdoll cat lovers around the world,
Pumpkin is delightful and so gorgeous 🙂
Dear Pumpkin,
Jolie Cosette asked me to relay the following to you–adjusting glasses–toot sweet (?):
(1) Pumpkins are round and orange. Gag up a furball.
(2) Contact Henri immediately. Things could be worse than living with un chien. He lives with un imbecile blanc, apparently un chat.
(3) Merde, merde, merde. (Paw notations scribbly here; could be veni, vidi, vici.)
(4) At least you know of fine wines and scotches. I know only of diet Pepsi.
(5) Yes, you are tres magnifique. But so am I.
Pumpkin, I just do what I’m told–DB
Such a charming story about a lovely kitty! Love what Pumpkins says about The Dog! So humorous! Beautiful photos to go along with it too and those little “freckles” around his mouth and chin are adorable and just make me want to kiss right on that spot! You are so blessed to have such an amazing kitty and thanks so much for sharing the wonderful story.
what a wonderful story … and you are certainly blessed with having Pumpkin in your life and Pumpkin thinks you are lucky as well ….
Loved your story, Pumpkin! Sounds like you have the perfect life and family. You would miss your dog friend if he were not there, even he does smell. You are right – you are adorable!!
I love your story about Pumpkin! What a creative idea! Pumpkin is beautiful!
Oh, Pumpkin! You are precious and gorgeous, indeed! What lucky humans you have! You give me a picture of a perfect future in which our own Raggie girl will play less “hard to get” and stop knocking things off our tables. 🙂
Lurved your story and your pictures! Put a big smile on my face and in my heart! YOU are lovely and so is your human family!
Big hugs, head butts and purrs!
Patti & Pink Sugar (who sez “Hay ther, Gud Lukin’! I iz into oldr menz!!) 🙂 <3
Lovely story from Pumpkin, I’m guessing you’re a Gent, because your humans told you that you are an ADONIS (you are), which is a masculine term. Sounds like a great kitty life, for sure. I hope you continue to give your humans all the love and affection they bestow on you!! ♥♥
i love the story coming from the cat. he is certainly a beautiful cat!! wow. and you’re lucky he lets you live with him.. haha! thanks for sharing.
She’s so cute!
Punpkin is so beautiful!!!!!
Lovely face!
So Pumpkin you are beautiful, intelligent and funny – you hit the trifecta!!
May your natural gifts be rewarded constantly with new beds, an abundance of country mice and a lack of dogs!