Photos of Simon's Siblings

SugarCat Simon's Web Site - of Feline Diabetes, a Diabetic cat, and the humans who love him
Here are some Photos of my sibs, Tom, Schuster, Marco, Rusty, Thomas

(People, I just wanted to explain. Simon and Tom got into an argument while Simon was making up this page - I had to take over and finish it. If you want to skip their bickering, click here to go to the photos. Simon's comments are in this COLOR and Tom's are this COLOR and mine are in this COLOR - Bob)

Well, actually, Dad has only gotten around to scanning photos of Tom and Thomas, he promised to get the others on this page as soon as he can.

Tom moved in a couple months after me. We fought like cats and dogs... ah, I mean like cats and cats for the first week and a half. It wasn't so bad during the day but at night...!

Dad started giving Tom the bedroom an he and I would sleep on the sofa. This was before Dad was smart enough to marry Sharon and Tom got the whole queen sized bed to himself. oh, well, I had Dad to sleep on.

(You know, over the years what bed has gotten a lot smaller. You don't think it has anything to do with the 7 of us cats and two humans who sleep on it now, do you? Well, actually, there's usually no more than 5 cats any given night.)

Back to my story - after about a week and a half of fighting, I was able to get Tom to listen to an idea I'd had that would drive Bob completely crazy.

I convinced him that we should let Bob find us on the bed, asleep on top of each other.

Tom agreed and said it was a fiendishly good idea. I think he agreed because I was winning all the fights.

NOW hold on right there, my dear brother Simon. Folks this is Tom and I need to set something straight here - I was winning all the fights! I was. and still, grab Simon around the shoulders and body slam him to the floor. And that was how I was winning all the fights!

Were not. Were too.

Were NOT! WERE TOO!

WERE NOT!! WERE TOO!!!!

What is all the yelling in here?

Dad, he was putting on his web site that he was winning all the fights. I WAS!

Let's ratchet it down a little bit, okay? Okay.I guess so.

Let me see what you've typed, Simon. Ha ha, well, that's all very interesting Simon, but Tom is right about the body slamming thing. I'll give you the credit for starting most of the fights but Tom definitely ended them when he'd throw you to the floor like that.

DAD?? Simon, it's the truth and we all know that you can't put anything but the truth on the Internet, right?

RIIIIGHT, Whatever you say Dad. But I did win some of the fights.

Yes, Simon you did, but you lost a lot more. But even if you lost a few you're still top cat around here. Isn't he Tom?

Sure, I wasn't arguing about that, after all I'm a lover not a fighter, I only fight when someone else starts it and then I finish it as quickly as possible.

OOOOO, Big Bad Tom!

Okay, okay, I think I'd better finish up the page. Why don't you two go out on the porch and check out the new bird feeder in the tree in the middle the yard? There must be about a dozen Chickadees using it.

Really? Com' on Tom, first one there gets the big cushion. Oh yeah? Well, I like the thinner cushions on the ledge. You just like the big one because you have lost so much weight....

Tom! Simon's diabetes is no joke and I will not have you talking like that!

Hee hee, Dad got you that time.

Simon! I've had enough out of both of you for awhile. Now go watch the birds, they will be finished eating pretty soon and they wont' be back until morning.

Folks, as the house shakes from the two buffalo which just ran out of here, let me finish Simon's story. But first I must apologize, they really are two Good cats, but you know how kids are.
For whatever reason, Tom and Simon decided to stop fighting all of the sudden. One night I separated them as Simon described, and the next afternoon I walk into the bedroom and they are curled up around each other sound asleep. I didn't have a camera handy, but I called Sharon at work to tell her that the war was apparently over.

Now on to the photos. As Simon said I've only gotten some of Tom and Thomas scanned so far - I'll get the others as soon as I can so another war doesn't break out around here.

This first one is of Thomas, and it's the only one of those I have that he'll let me post. And still he's complaining that AI cut off his tail in this shot. I'll take some more of him and see if the meet with his approval. .
The next four are of Tom making a fool of himself with a catnip leaf.

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Right here I think Thomas made a remark about how Tom has a substance abuse problem with Catnip. And so we see him in the next picture showing Thomas that he can take it or leave it and it doesn't affected him at all ,
"See, look how steady I am on my feet"
(Immediately after this he fell down)
I did not fall down, I just decided to plop down.

I was looking through the files of photos I've scanned and did find one of Schuster, and before he makes any remarks about it - it does not do him justice!

This site is dedicated to Sugarcats everywhere and, in particular, to my Best Buddy - Simon

"Simon, If I could, I would search the entire universe for a cure for this damn disease.
Why did it have to be you?"