January 12th 2014 8:31 am
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I will never have the aclaim that my Sister Natalie did-I am a different cat altogether.
But the Russian Blue Lounge has fit to honor me as 'Blue of the Month' and I wanted to share that with all of you, for after all, I am a very Special cat!
I am glad, for it's been a tough month for my pawrents. My hepatitis is under control. I am eating well, and doing what I do best, loving my pawrents, playing on occasion, and have sometimes usurped my sisfur Natalie's heated bed.
I am well, and though the mood here is subdued-I am doing my best to enliven it with Me.
I am, after all, the Clowder leader, and deserve to be seen as such-a handsome boy, despite rough beginnings.
Some would ask if I miss my Sister. We had a rocky relationship most times. I will say that the last few months mom and dad were very proud of me-even when she was being, as dad said 'Little Miss Cranky Puss and hissing and growling I did not do anything but walk away and leave her be. She was what she was-and though we weren't friends, we were no longer enemies. I respected her Elderwise status, and now, as I have really assumed it myself, i understand so much more.
Thank you all, for being our friends.
October 16th 2013 4:49 am
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Good morning all-
It's been awhile. I'm nursing a cold and Daddy is giving me medicine in my mouth and in my eye. But I'm eating well, and just now sleeping on the back of the loveseat. Later I'll get in the little cat bed on the end table.
A few years ago I was a 'feral', though I wasn't born that way. Somewhere, I have 'papers', though that didn't matter to whoever sold me. When my former 'people' didn't want me, they kicked me out to fend for myself. That is how I got the FIV+ virus.
The life of an un-neutered feral-that is, free roaming, 'non socialized' cat to people can be a very rough one. My teeth are gone or broken. I have one left that will be addressed at some point if not to dangerous for me. I might have developed problems with my health outside.
I was lucky. Mom and dad saw that behind my hissing, my desperate frightened scary meows was a cat who so wanted in from the cold but was too afriad to even hope.
When they trapped me, I was upset, and frightened.
Now, I am one of the 3 elders. Can you believe it? My coat may never be the shiny full coat I would have had if my upbringing was easier-but my life now is good.
Today, is National Feral Cat Day.
Do something nice, would you for a feral? Buy them a house to keep warm-you can do that here....
You can also find out alot about ferals from this site, and learn how to help. Not all of us are feral...some of us are scared, lost, lonely and in need of a friend.
And for those of us that are feral-we are gentle souls, simply wanting the same things you to-to love, to be loved, to be warm and safe and have our family around us. To be free from harm.
Do what you can-be kind.
I was once that cat....
August 12th 2013 9:31 am
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So glad to be back! So, for the news:
I had been losing some weight a few months ago, and it worried mom. She has found a new vet she likes a great deal. Very nice vet who works with multicat households as he has them himself.
Now, dude is a little scary looking, but he's good. He didn't poke me too much, and he said that he realized that I am a special cat!
Now, he did some blookwork, and it's a little confusing, but i have:
1) The beginnings of some kidney problems.
For the kidney disease he suggested azodyl. However, i've been giving mom a hard time about that.
For the Hepititis I am on 2 different antibiotics long term. When i finish them I go back to him for re-evaluation. However, I may be going back sooner....my ears are bothering me, and guess what I got? RINGWORM!!!!
I got it from the brat....er...new foster we have. She's 8 weeks old and a terror. She's in a cage with a sheet over it, only she's very smart for a being without thumbs, and has figured out how to open the cage door. When mom puts her in the cage she tantrums, and mom thinks during the tantrum she figured out how to throw the bolt. So far the folks have been tying the door shut, but now she's gnawing on the tie like a hamster.
Her name was Josie when she was on 'death row'. Daddy named her Ringo. and her unofficial title is 'the Beastiss.' (gee, wonder why) She goes after my tail. I've had to smack her a few times. But I don't want to hurt her so mostly try and stay out of the way. But, yep, she got ringworm, so daddy said 'well,it's like closing the barn door after the horse is out' but mommy sighs and gets out the bottle of the ringworm stuff. And I just cringe, cause now it's MORE MEDICINE!!!!!!!!
I HATE MEDICINE!!!!
Mommy told the vet she and daddy have only been able to get my antibiotics into me once a day, because I'm good at hiding. I actually dug a nice hole in the recliner to hide in, but they have found that too. The vet said that whatever I get is good, and to do what they can. He told mommy that I have 'chronic FIV+/ ex street cat stuff' going on, and that getting me onto a liver suppliment will help too. Can anyone suggest one?
He is the one who suggested getting me on as much raw as I will accept and eat.
Now back to what is important: Me. I am doing well, aside from my liver and ringworm, and kidney issues. The vet has suggested raw, and so we're trying to suppliment our diet with raw and slowly, as mommy and daddy can afford and as we get used to it), add it in. I don't feel too badly, I'm eating very well, and enjoying life. I just hope that Beastess gets a home soon-she can't stay here!
Hope everyone else is doing well!