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Hemi Hi-Jack

18 Jun

Hemi here.  I don’t know when this little oinker will learn here not to leave his computer logged on – HA!  I thought I would Hemi Hi-Jack the oinkers blog and tell you a great story.  That’s me in the picture above.  Mom and dad adopted me and my brother Tybee in June of 2004, right before they got married.  Awesome huh?  Instant family of four.

My full name is Hemingway – but everyone calls me Hemi.  I’m a polydactyl cat – I have more than the normal toes on my paws.  I come from the Hemingway cats in Key West. Cool huh?  Trust me, you can ask that pig – I *know* how to use this big paw of mine.  I swipe that pig on the butt every chance I get.  Shrugs shoulders.  It’s what I do – LOL.  You don’t think this paw of mine would hurt?  You want to see it, don’t you.  Okay – here you go for your entertainment.  It’s big huh?  I told you so.

When mom/dad adopted us, we were three weeks old.  Can you see the pattern here?  They adopted that pig at three weeks too.  The only difference is that he could actually eat food and still does by the bucketfuls – HA!  Us on the other paw, we had to be bottled fed.  Mom actually took us to her worky place so that she could feed us during the day.  It was really awesome.

All of these manly men, bulked and ripped would come into her office to help with our feedings.  It was really neat.  I took to the bottle really quick.  Heck, I could just about hold my baby bottle.  Tybee was the opposite.  He had to be persuaded and fed his bottle.  He was a trooper though.

This is Tybee to the left.  He was mom’s little dresser.  He let mommy do anything to him.  He was actually Santa Tybee in this picture – cute huh?  That Christmas, mommy had bought daddy his graduation ring from college.  She had tied it around his neck and he pounced in dad’s lap with his costume and the ring.  It was cool.  I think dad almost cried.

I told you we were three weeks when we were adopted.  We were so small that both of us could fit into a coffee cup together.  We were so small that mom/dad didn’t want us running around the Hotel Thompson by ourselves.  So at night, she put us in a kennel in their bedroom.  In the morning, she would open the kennel door and we would both run down the halls towards the kitchen for breakfast.  Every day like clockwork, I would throw Tybee into the wall.  He fell for it every time – HA!  Dude that cat could take a push.  He was the greatest.

Dad would pick us up at mom’s worky place and take care of us in the afternoons until she got home.  He would feed us and then work on his master studies.  He was a hoot.  I gotta say my dad is so creative.  He created what we refer to here as the Thunder Dome.

He would invert a laundry basket and put us under it so we could play around without getting loss.  Over the weeks, me and Ty learned how to push it around so we could explore but yet still be trapped in Thunder Dome.  We finally figured it out but it was a lot of fun.  <<It was very similar to this picture to the right.  Cool idea huh?>>

There was one time that stands out so vividly in my mind with those parents of mine.  We were all watching television together and mom had let us run in the front room.  They were keeping an eye on us.  Mom went to the bathroom and dad was suppose to be watching us – LOL – you know all about dad’s and watching children huh?  This can’t turn out good.

Well, mom came back in the room and dad was in the kitchen.  She sat down and started to look around.  She saw Tybee but not me.  She asked daddy and he said the best words ever, “Uh oh.”  They started the hunt and find mission looking under sofa’s, behind sofa’s, in the bedrooms, throughout the house and in the hallways – no Hemi.  Where did I go?  Mom and dad were mystified.  And then the internal mother kicked into mom.  She jumped up and ran to the kitchen.  She opened the refrigerator and there I was hanging on a shelf.  I looked at her and was like, “Wazup mom?”  Yep, I think (A) mom almost lost it right there and then in thinking she was a bad mommy – I say thank goodness she started with us kitties and not a real child – HA and (B) I think I might have lost one of my kitty lives that day.

Every since the day in the fridge, my ears and paws stay cold.  Mom and dad started calling me their Fear Factor kitty.  I guess that kind of clicks with me.

And I know you are probably asking about Tybee.  Tybee went over the Rainbow Bridge in late 2009.  He got really sick and we learned that he had feline leukemia.  It really broke all of our hearts here.  I went through a lot of testing during the time and I was fine.  But after his death, I have to admit I got depressed.  It just wasn’t the same without my bro.  Mom and dad decided that I needed a friend.  So in 2010, they adopted Mouse Girl.  Well, that’s a whole entirely different story we shall save for another day – LOL.  Hope you enjoyed the story my friends!

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39 responses to “Hemi Hi-Jack

  1. sunsetdragon

    06/18/2014 at 1:12 am

    I totally enjoyed your story sweet Hemi.

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 8:07 am

      Snorts. I see that Hemi came into *my* room again and got on *my* laptop. I’m glad you enjoyed his story my friend! XOXO – Bacon

       
  2. dezizworld

    06/18/2014 at 1:52 am

    What a pawsum story. Meez weally enjoyed it.

    Luv ya’

    Dezi

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 8:07 am

      Thanks my sweet friend. Hemi can be half way decent when he’s not slapping my fanny. Snorts. XOXO – Bacon

       
      • dezizworld

        06/18/2014 at 11:31 am

        Aaaaw dem awe luv pats Bacon. 🙂

        Luv ya’

        Dezi

         
  3. gentlestitches

    06/18/2014 at 3:58 am

    How very interesting! I never before heard of polydactyl cats or that Ernest Hemingway had a crew of them. ❤

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 8:08 am

      Thank you Auntie Sharon ((Hogs and Snout Kisses)). I guess that’s why Hemi… AKA Fear Factor… thinks he’s special. XOXO – Bacon

       
  4. easyweimaraner

    06/18/2014 at 4:38 am

    Hemi, I think it’s great to be a Hemingway kitty. I can’t understand why some people don’t like polydactyl cats, for me that’s THE special equipment what makes you unique and extra lovable :o) I agree “uhoh” it’s a typical dad’s word hahaha. I’m so sorry that you lost your Tybee and I understand that you were depressed, sometimes the mountain of grief is too big for one kitty, even for one with 6 toesies…

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 8:10 am

      Thank you bro. That is so very sweet and understanding to Hemi. I wasn’t here when he lost his brother Tybee but I can only imagine what it would have been like. As for extra toes, that Hemi really REALLY knows how to use them. Just ask my butt – snorts. XOXO – Bacon

       
      • easyweimaraner

        06/18/2014 at 8:17 am

        oh bro… so you get 6 stripes instead of 5?…if we were in the army that would mean a promotion :o)

         
      • PigLove

        06/18/2014 at 8:36 am

        Snorts! So very true. XOXO – Bacon

         
  5. Molly The Wally

    06/18/2014 at 5:04 am

    LOL at the refrigerator. Great story Hemi and we so look forward to hearing all about Mouse Girl. Sorry you lost your bro Tybee. Have a wonderful Wednesday.
    Best wishes Molly

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 8:10 am

      Thank you my sweet Molly. That is so very kind of you. The refrigerator story will never be lived down here at the Hotel Thompson. XOXO – Bacon

       
  6. Genevieve Petrillo

    06/18/2014 at 6:22 am

    We LOVE your story, H. What a tough little guy! Stay away from the fridge, whatever you do! And give B a swat for me. I’m sure he secretly likes it.

    Love and licks,
    Cupcake

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 8:11 am

      OMP (oh my pig)! I read that Cupcake. Have you secretly been reading my piggy diary? Snorts! XOXO – Bacon

       
  7. mythreemoggies

    06/18/2014 at 7:37 am

    Wonderful story xx

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 8:12 am

      Thank you my friends. XOXO – Bacon

       
  8. peacelovenwhiskers

    06/18/2014 at 7:42 am

    Oh hemi you had a lot of adventures as a kitten. I’m so sorry tybee went to the bridge. Give the piggy a smack on the bum for us … 😉

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 8:14 am

      WOW – Really? Ya’ll want the Hemimeister to whack me on the bottom. Vultures. That’s what ya’ll are. Snorts. Really I’m snorting here on this. XOXO – Bacon

       
      • peacelovenwhiskers

        06/18/2014 at 8:18 am

        Well he’s going to do it anyways..might as well give you one from us. 🙂 its out of love bacon, plus he wants to keep you on your hooves. Never know when there could be a fire…that bum smack could be a life saver.

         
      • PigLove

        06/18/2014 at 8:37 am

        Oh, oh yes my friend. You are so right. Pardon me while I go into my room and put extra padding on my fanny. I think I’m going to need it today when his highness wakes up and reads all of these comments – snorts. But I agree… it could possibly save my life. XOXO – Bacon
        P.S. I love it my friend!

         
      • peacelovenwhiskers

        06/18/2014 at 1:18 pm

        Lol. Oh bacon you have extra padding. Just don’t let him touch the tail fur.

         
  9. fozziemum

    06/18/2014 at 8:55 am

    Wonderful story Hemi..and being a Polydactyl makes you indeed a special kitty 🙂 you certainly have a wonderful family at the Hotel Thompson and I bet Bacon is great fun to chase hahahah 🙂 hugs and loves Fozziemum xxx

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 9:13 am

      aaww my friend. You know there is never a dull moment around here with all of us anipals running loose – snorts. XOXO – Bacon

       
      • fozziemum

        06/19/2014 at 11:07 pm

        Indeed much like here my friend 🙂 hugs and loves Fozziemum xx<3

         
  10. Kathryn McCullough

    06/18/2014 at 9:24 am

    LOVE the story, Bacon–and the title! Hijack, indeed!

    Hugs from Ecuador,
    Kathy

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 9:47 am

      Snorts. Thank you my friend. That Hemi is definitely a Fear Factor kitty. Can you believe he keeps sneaking into my room and using *my* things like my laptop? He’s got some great ninja skills. XOXO – Bacon

       
  11. wallaceandsamuel

    06/18/2014 at 10:48 am

    Thank you for sharing your story with us Hemi – we are very sorry about Tybee and we hope that Mouse Girl has been able to fill at least some of the gap that Tybee’s passing left.
    So, you got locked in the FRIDGE!! WOW! Now THAT is what we call living on the edge!! *BOL* Stay cool <- see what we did there?
    Wally & Sammy

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 10:52 am

      Snorts – stay cool. That is too funny. Trust me, that little Hemi has remained a ‘cool’ cat all of these years. I don’t think his paws or his ears have ever gotten over it as they are always cold – snorts. XOXO – Bacon

       
  12. katsrus

    06/18/2014 at 1:38 pm

    That was a wonderful story. Sorry for the loss of your brother. I lost a kitten many years ago to that. I just love your paws! You have pretty furs and eyes.
    Sue B

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 3:08 pm

      aaww – you’re going to make that Hemi get a bigger head than what he already has >3 I can’t wait to read him all of these replies tonight. Thanks my friend! XOXO – Bacon

       
  13. purrfectkitties

    06/18/2014 at 3:11 pm

    What a great story! You are one special kitty! 🙂 xoxo Roxy & Tigerlino ❤

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 3:12 pm

      Snorts – oh he is special all right – in the head – double snorts. I can say that because he Hemi-Jacked *my* laptop. The little snot. XOXO – Bacon

       
  14. Nylabluesmum

    06/18/2014 at 3:53 pm

    Yow hemi iz lubly to meet ya ind a furr furinallee!! Ya n Tybee had such a grrrreat start wif yer pawentz dere! Pawsum pet peepz in me bookz!
    Funder Dome iz da best…MOL
    Da fridge storey iz heelareeuss…Mingflower Mum’z Siamese berfur me did dat too…she went into da fridge n Mum went mentall she told me…searchin fer Mingy n callin….she herd a teeny muffled “Meee-eeeww” n furinallee she looked ind a fridge n dere waz Mingflwoer sitiin tween da milk n da water jug lookin ber cute…she waz just 6 monthz old….Mum had no cammyra den…
    Phankz Bacon fer lettin Hemi ‘hemi-Jack’ yer puter!
    Lub Nylablue ❤ ❤
    Pee ess: We iz sowwy ya lost Tybee to Summerland…he waz a reel looker! 😉

     
    • PigLove

      06/18/2014 at 5:07 pm

      awww thank you my sweet Nylablue. I’m going to read all of these replies to Hemi tonight. He sneaks in my bedroom and gets into my things all.of.the.time. Thank you for the kind comments about my peeps. I think they’re pretty swell too. ❤ my cuddlebug! XOXO – Bacon

       
  15. Nylabluesmum

    06/18/2014 at 5:19 pm

    Yow Hemi iz a guud Hi-jackur so ya bettur bee carefull or he mite try to take over 😉
    We haz greeet peepz!!!!
    MMMM me likez da sound of ‘cuddlebug’….**sighz**
    Lub ❤ Nylablue ❤

     
  16. winterblueangel

    06/19/2014 at 6:02 pm

    Hi Hemi! You seem like a real cool cat. 😀 You are handsome as was your brother, I am sorry y’all had to go through that and lose him. very sad. You are quite the daredevil kitty aren’t ya? Just remember to be safe though.

     
    • PigLove

      06/19/2014 at 6:19 pm

      Thanks my friend. I will most definitely tell Hemi to be safe. XOXO – Bacon

       

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