Quad-Citians show off their pets in Creature Feature, appearing Sundays on the Your Pets page and Mondays on the Neighbors page. This story was submitted by Shirley Barrett, Rock Island, on behalf of Megan, Rock Island. If you want to share your pet's story, email your submission to email@example.com and attach a photo in JPEG form. Or, send a story and photo via regular mail to Creature Feature, Features Department, The Dispatch/The Rock Island Argus, 1720 5th Ave., Moline, IL 61265.|
Haven't seen the story you submitted in Creature Feature yet? Keep looking! Submissions are being used in the order they have been received. My name is Oliver. I really prefer to be called Sir Oliver.
I hear through the grapevine I was running the streets and ended up in the Rock Island County shelter. Then I was adopted after a few weeks in the shelter. Now I have a good home and someone to watch over me. So I feel like a prince, or knight, but I sure feel like royalty. So, Sir Oliver will do nicely. It is nice to have a warm place to sleep and lots of water and food. At the shelter, my health was checked, and I was given what I needed. So what cat wouldn't feel royal? Seems like I have some memory of street life. I ate with a tiny little wild possum. We found food together. I worry about that little guy. I hope he is not going too hungry.
All animals need food to survive. Some people gripe if an animal comes around, but it is not fun to be on the streets and hungry in the cold wintertime. Put your feet where we walked, only then will you know what it is like.
True, some animals get loose and wander away. Some owners look until one is found, but it doesn't always turn out that way. Owners have to be careful with their pets because we do wander too far. Now I have two brothers. We have a get-down cat party, for sure. We even do a little rap now and then, me being the most cool cat and street smart. We get along just fine and keep each other company. A cat can't beat having it all. My life was bad, and now it is so good. I guess I hit the jackpot, and this cat doesn't even gamble! Figure that out! I've gained weight and filled out just perfectly. I don't have all that stress like before. My brothers and I have all kinds of toys, and food and water is always nearby. We all three make a dive for the bed when it is time to get a little shut-eye. Our mom is right there to sing to us, or just tell us a bedtime story, which may or may not work at times. It depends on how we are feeling at the time. We may still be ready to rumble! Now I have a few things to tell pet owners: Don't let your pets run the streets. Make sure they have collars or microchips to let animal control know just where they belong if they escape. Pet owners need to be more careful, because when we do get away, we may just keep going. Right now I have a chip, and so I feel safe. But I am not allowed to run the streets. I have two brothers who watch me like a hawk. Because I am loved, that's why. I don't want to venture out and away.
I have it made, and this cat is about as lucky as one of those millionaires. It's all in how you feel. Actually, I look like one of those Hollywood cats now. Ready for my close-up ...