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International Premier Majesticoon Saree
A year after Taro moved in, just as he was starting to behave himself, another rowdy little boy - called Kumar - arrived, again in April, and I had to start all over again trying to evade the 'rush and chase' tactics of this new 'monster'.
A year later we lost Kumar. Cherie and Clive said he had died suddenly. I'm not sure what they meant but they were very upset. I know Kumar chased me a lot but, sometimes I chased him and had fun playing games with him. I missed him and for several days I tried calling him but he wouldn't come out to play and I couldn't find him anywhere.
Then, only nine days after we lost him, another 'little monster' moved in. Kanati, Cherie and Clive call him and although he was very small he was quite fierce so I decided to go and live in the bottom of the wardrobe for a few days until things settled down - unfortunately Taro decided to move in with me but not, he assured me, because he was a coward - just until he had time to get to know our new 'guest'. When Kanati had been here a few days Taro and I moved back out to live in the main room, although our new little friend was quite lively and played a lot, sometimes trying to chase me from one room to another. Once we got to know him better he turned out to be a friendly little boy and sometimes I played with him and it was quite fun.
In January 2002, having finally settled down to a relatively 'peaceful' life with Taro and Kanati , not one but TWO new little monsters arrived and both on the same day. At first it was - Oh dear. Here we go again - but now we have all settled down. They play with each other and with Kanati while I sit and watch. They seem quite a nice couple of 'monsters' - hmm, well Rana the young girl is ok but Rafiq sometimes chases me round from one room to another encouraging Kanati to do the same. Now when I want some peace, I go and sit on mum's [Cherie's] lap and curl up and sleep.
In the autumn of 2009 I wasn’t very well so I stopped eating for about 10 days. Clive and Cherie got very worried and took me to see ‘Sandy the Vet’ several times. Now I have to swallow a tablet several times each week but I do feel like eating afterwards so to let them know I appreciate it and thank them I wake Cherie up in the middle of the night for a snack!!
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at 6 months - I was a bookworm! and innocent - who, me! The same look in Feb 2000 - aged 30 months
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[Adult awards]: Three CAP's, FIFe Premier, Five CAPIB's and FIFe International Premier
For details of my family see http://www.majesticoon.com
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Hello, I'm International Premier Majesticoon Saree - Saree for short - that's an Arabic word meaning 'Most Noble'. I'm a black silver classic tabby and I was born on 31 August 1997 Cherie and Clive say I'm shy, but I just like to take my time getting to know people, not like Taro who is so laid back that he accepts virtually anything. In addition Taro, who arrived in April 1999, quickly grew big and boisterous and always wanted to play and chase me round and round the flat. For a rest I had to find somewhere quiet to hide. Now he’s older he normally takes life easy and leaves me alone - but not quite always.
Like Taro I went to some shows but didn’t really enjoy them – too many people and too much noise. In 1999 we all went two shows, in Tonbridge and Yately. Each time I won my class and was awarded a Certificate. Early the next year we went to the Cat of the Year Show in Stevenage where I again won my class and secured my third Certificate becoming a 'Premier'. After that I went to five more shows where, each time, I won my class and secured an International Certificate which made me an 'International Premier'. Cherie and Clive then told me I could retire from shows and spend all my time relaxing at home, just enjoying life, which is what I now do - as you can see from my 'photo below.