Here are two pictures of Smeagol because I wanted to show you his shiny black fur and his golden eyes. Smeagol was adopted on December 31, 2002. The cat who came before had gone to the Bridge recently and his Mom and Dad were lonely. They went to a shelter to see if there was a kitty there that they could give a home to and Smeagol reached out of his cage toward them and called to them. That was just what they needed to see and hear. Smeagol got his name because his eyes were very large for his size (he was just a kitten) and when he got to his new home, he spent a lot of time sneaking around very cautiously. Smeagol is a big, almost 17 pounds, six-year-old mancat now. He still has a tiny voice, though, until he gets to the vet. Then he yells enough for two cats. He really hates going to the vet and really makes the people there work to get anything done with him. He still likes to play a lot and he and Strider spend a lot of time chasing each other and wrestling. Playing with toys and enjoying nip are also big on his list of likes. Smeagol and Strider haven't been feeling very good lately, so go on over to visit them and leave them a get-well message.
Smeagol has silky fur black as jet.
His eyes are large and gold as eyes get.
He sneaks around
Without a sound,
But he turns into Gollum when he goes to the vet.