Autumn writes:
I aced my spay! Wait, what? That's not how it's supposed to go? Well, what do I know? I'm just a 7-month-old kitten! Foster Daddy picked me up yesterday afternoon and brought me back home. I had just woken up and eaten a little, so I was still pretty groggy at first and barely talked at all in the car. Foster Daddy watched me closely the first few hours, and the first thing I did was climb up the ladder to the loft bed! He watched me really closely for that, and plucked me off there pretty quickly.
Foster Daddy wondered why I didn't snuggle with him right away, but then he realized that maybe I didn't feel good enough yet to hop up into the chair with him. Foster Mommy picked me up and lifted me into the chair, so I ended up snuggling on Foster Daddy and getting pets from both of them! I purred through the whole thing and tried to head-butt Foster Daddy's glasses like usual, so they knew I was feeling more like myself.
Aunties Dare, Rori, and Freya keep checking on me, and sometimes Aunties Tabby and Missy do, too. I was playing with the mesh on the carrier, because I think it's funny to be able to see through it, and Auntie Freya came over to play. She scared me, so I hissed at her. She got a funny look and backed off, like she couldn't quite believe I was hissing this soon!
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Sunday, November 16, 2014
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Feral and Foster Friday: In and Saturday Spay Day
I'm in! I'm choosing to be inside more often, and for almost all the day and the night now! A couple weeks ago, I surprised Mommy while she was working on the computer. She felt me ask her and thought I wanted foot pets. Nope! I hopped up onto the computer desk like I've seen Uncle Heimdall and Auntie Rori do, and I wanted hand pets!
I'm learning a lot about "in" this week! First, we had a fire in the fireplace, which was exciting! And, no, I did not want to be "in" there with it. I liked watching it, though.
Foster Mommy wore her rain boots one of the days, and I had to check them to make sure Foster Mommy's legs were still in the boots. I pulled down the top of one, because it comes up to her knee, and there was her leg!
I stuck my head in the cupholder on Tabby's stroller, then bounced onto the bed and climbed in the pocket that hangs from the bed to hold books and a cell phone. Foster Mommy pulled me out, but I was very cozy in there! Next, I found some bags of treats that were hidden in a bag on a chair. Everyone loved those, especially Uncle Carbon! Yum!
I'm at the vet waiting for my spay today. What's a "spay", and will I like it? I rode in a car in a carrier today. Auntie Cai came over and picked Foster Mommy and me up to take us there, then took Foster Mommy to work. Foster Daddy had a doctor's appointment (not a vet one) today, so that's why just Foster Mommy went with me. I was good in the car, but talked a lot and really wanted out so I could watch everything through the window. I like riding in someone's arms better, but I couldn't do that this time. Foster Mommy said I'll come back home this afternoon sometime. The vet gave me a snuggly gingerbread stuffed toy, and I promptly lay down with it under my belly. I'm not sure I like this "vet" place, but I was content to be carried back to the waiting area and get in my cage to wait for my turn to be spayed. I'll get my vaccinations today, too. I'm 7 months old now! I'm adoptable to a good home in the Portland, OR,/Vancouver, WA, area.
We hope you like this post. Remember, the word of the week is IN!
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
It's World Spay Day!
Do you have an unfixed cat? At what age can you get your cat spayed or neutered? What are the benefits to fixing your cat? The purrfessionals here at the PDX pride will answer your questions!
Rori here! As the Big Kitty of the household, it is my solemn duty to inform you unspayed or unneutered cats of the blogosphere to get your acts together and schedule your fixing surgeries! It's an important step in your independence as a cat-of-the-world to get this done!
1. Spaying and neutering prevents unwanted and/or "surprise" litters.
2. Spaying before the cat goes into heat for the first time greatly decreases a female cat's risk of breast cancer. To learn more about breast cancer in cats, please visit our friend Sugar at her website: Sugar Rub!
3. Neutering greatly reduces a male cat's "nuisance" behavior, including spraying, yowling, and territorial marking, as well as makes the urine smell less strong.
4. Spaying and neutering reduces the number of adult cats that are dumped, killed, and given to shelters.
I was spayed while I was in heat for the first time, which is more expensive than spaying while a cat is not in heat. My yowling was intolerable, so that's why I was spayed while in heat. However, this can create other health problems, such as weight gain. I am now a very chunky girl!
Friends do not let friends go unspayed! No, I am not having s*x with Smokey! She went into heat for the first time, and I decided to discipline her by scruffing her. I let her know that going unspayed is not tolerated in MY household! She was much calmer after being spayed, and got adopted to Mama Erin soon after.
Starla here to say how glad I am that I got spared the rigors of teen pregnancy! My aunt had three kittens very young, and the boys were chasing me as well. Somehow, I never got pregnant at that time, but most female kitties get pregnant their first time. The next time I went into heat, my people had already scheduled my spay appointment through the Spay and Save program in Portland, Oregon, one of many low-cost spay and neuter programs around the country.
I was very lucky to get my spay when I did, because there were three male cats that were trying to get me pregnant. If I hadn't had my spay, I'm sure I would have ended up a teen mama with a litter to find homes for, like my cousin Little Bit and my aunt Boo-Boo Kitty.
Hi, Little Bit here, and this is what happens when you don't get spayed! I'm Smokey's sister, Rori's half-sister, and Starla's cousin. My dad Spongebob (also Rori's dad) is an unfixed male who roams the neighborhood and has befriended all the ferals within a three-block radius. His friends also included my mom, Boo-Boo Kitty, who had a litter of three. My other sister, Baby Chiba, had a different dad and died as a kitten. Yes, cats can get pregnant by more than one male in the same heat cycle, so the kittens in a litter can have different dads!
When I grew up, my original people didn't want my forever family to get me spayed, and so I remained intact. My original people were not responsible pet owners! They only decided to give me to my forever family after a tragic thing happened:
1. My mama cat, Boo-Boo Kitty, got pregnant again and had a litter of four.
2. I went into my first heat cycle just after my mama cat got pregnant and had a litter of four. My kittens were born when I was five months old, just a kitten myself! Two of my litter had the same dad as I, which is not unusual for cats.
3. The dog my original family owned got pregnant by another of the same litter (the dog's brother, who was a neighbor) and had a litter of 10 puppies.
4. My original people got an eviction notice because of the amount of animals in their house.
5. They decided to take all of us kitties except two of Boo-Boo's kittens (who already had homes) to the humane society. But after driving around to two humane societies, they were told that it was the middle of "kitten season" and the kittens would be put-to-sleep if they were surrendered. The people didn't want that to happen.
6. After hearing this from the second shelter they went to, they stopped by the side of the road and threw Boo-Boo Kitty out of the car, then drove away! I still don't know what ever happened to her after that.
7. They drove to a fast-food restaurant, rolled down the window halfway, and went inside to eat. Mind you, this was with my two 8-week-old baby sisters, myself, and my litter of four three-week-old boys in the vehicle. When they got back out to the vehicle, they didn't see me and drove off anyway.
8. They went back home and brought my baby sisters over to my forever family, two houses down, and told them the story I've just told you. My forever daddy human was so mad that he took my baby sisters inside and left my forever mommy human to talk to the lady.
9. My mommy went to get the box with my kittens in it from the lady's vehicle and found me in there as well! She brought all of us back home with her.
10. My new family found homes for all of us, but only I stayed with them as part of their forever family. Everyone else who came with me on that horrid trip found wonderful new homes! One of my babies had a birth defect, but even he found a forever home for the few months he lived.
I went into heat again a few days after we got to our new family's home. Yes, I was nursing my three-week-old boys at the time, and continued to nurse. I could've gotten spayed while I was still nursing, but my people chose to wait until I'd weaned the kittens to spay me.
I'm Tigress, and I was a teen mom as well. However, my family chose to have my kittens spay-aborted because I was a feral kitten at the time of my pregnancy. I was spayed through a trap-neuter-return program run by the Feral Cat Coalition of Oregon, which provides low-cost or free spays and neuters, first vaccinations, and humane trap rentals. If I hadn't had my spay, there would have been at least two and possibly as many as five more feral cats that would have needed socializing, feeding, trapping, spaying or neutering, and adoption. I got pregnant at the age of 4 months.
Please don't wait to get spayed or neutered! Tell your humans to schedule your surgery today! If your humans need financial assistance, it is available in most areas of the U.S. and Canada, and in some other countries as well. If you are a feral cat, please tell your human to visit the Alley Cat Allies website for more information.
For World Spay Day events in your area, check out the official website.
Happy World Spay Day from all of us!
1. Spaying and neutering prevents unwanted and/or "surprise" litters.
2. Spaying before the cat goes into heat for the first time greatly decreases a female cat's risk of breast cancer. To learn more about breast cancer in cats, please visit our friend Sugar at her website: Sugar Rub!
3. Neutering greatly reduces a male cat's "nuisance" behavior, including spraying, yowling, and territorial marking, as well as makes the urine smell less strong.
4. Spaying and neutering reduces the number of adult cats that are dumped, killed, and given to shelters.
I was spayed while I was in heat for the first time, which is more expensive than spaying while a cat is not in heat. My yowling was intolerable, so that's why I was spayed while in heat. However, this can create other health problems, such as weight gain. I am now a very chunky girl!
A happy, healthy, spayed Smokey!
I was very lucky to get my spay when I did, because there were three male cats that were trying to get me pregnant. If I hadn't had my spay, I'm sure I would have ended up a teen mama with a litter to find homes for, like my cousin Little Bit and my aunt Boo-Boo Kitty.
Hi, Little Bit here, and this is what happens when you don't get spayed! I'm Smokey's sister, Rori's half-sister, and Starla's cousin. My dad Spongebob (also Rori's dad) is an unfixed male who roams the neighborhood and has befriended all the ferals within a three-block radius. His friends also included my mom, Boo-Boo Kitty, who had a litter of three. My other sister, Baby Chiba, had a different dad and died as a kitten. Yes, cats can get pregnant by more than one male in the same heat cycle, so the kittens in a litter can have different dads!
When I grew up, my original people didn't want my forever family to get me spayed, and so I remained intact. My original people were not responsible pet owners! They only decided to give me to my forever family after a tragic thing happened:
1. My mama cat, Boo-Boo Kitty, got pregnant again and had a litter of four.
2. I went into my first heat cycle just after my mama cat got pregnant and had a litter of four. My kittens were born when I was five months old, just a kitten myself! Two of my litter had the same dad as I, which is not unusual for cats.
3. The dog my original family owned got pregnant by another of the same litter (the dog's brother, who was a neighbor) and had a litter of 10 puppies.
4. My original people got an eviction notice because of the amount of animals in their house.
5. They decided to take all of us kitties except two of Boo-Boo's kittens (who already had homes) to the humane society. But after driving around to two humane societies, they were told that it was the middle of "kitten season" and the kittens would be put-to-sleep if they were surrendered. The people didn't want that to happen.
6. After hearing this from the second shelter they went to, they stopped by the side of the road and threw Boo-Boo Kitty out of the car, then drove away! I still don't know what ever happened to her after that.
7. They drove to a fast-food restaurant, rolled down the window halfway, and went inside to eat. Mind you, this was with my two 8-week-old baby sisters, myself, and my litter of four three-week-old boys in the vehicle. When they got back out to the vehicle, they didn't see me and drove off anyway.
8. They went back home and brought my baby sisters over to my forever family, two houses down, and told them the story I've just told you. My forever daddy human was so mad that he took my baby sisters inside and left my forever mommy human to talk to the lady.
9. My mommy went to get the box with my kittens in it from the lady's vehicle and found me in there as well! She brought all of us back home with her.
10. My new family found homes for all of us, but only I stayed with them as part of their forever family. Everyone else who came with me on that horrid trip found wonderful new homes! One of my babies had a birth defect, but even he found a forever home for the few months he lived.
I went into heat again a few days after we got to our new family's home. Yes, I was nursing my three-week-old boys at the time, and continued to nurse. I could've gotten spayed while I was still nursing, but my people chose to wait until I'd weaned the kittens to spay me.
Please don't wait to get spayed or neutered! Tell your humans to schedule your surgery today! If your humans need financial assistance, it is available in most areas of the U.S. and Canada, and in some other countries as well. If you are a feral cat, please tell your human to visit the Alley Cat Allies website for more information.
For World Spay Day events in your area, check out the official website.
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Wordy Wednesday: Missy had surgery and Heimdall took a stroller ride!
Missy writes:
When I became part of this household, my purrents took me to the vet to have them search for a spay scar. The vet couldn't find one. In the two years since then, I've exhibited most of the signs of an intact female, so my purrents scheduled a spay for me. They brought me in Monday night, because our vet is a 24-hour clinic. The vet called when I was under anesthesia and being shaved, because I did have a very small scar that could have been a spay scar. The vet gave my purrents two options. 1. No incision, do vaccinations, and pick me up after I'd recovered from the anesthesia. 2. Make the incision and check if my organs were there, do vaccinations, and pick me up after I'd recovered from the anesthesia. I know some of you may think this was the wrong decision, but my purrents agreed that they would do option #2 because of my behaviors.
The incision was made, and I had, indeed, already been spayed. I woke up later on to a bunny in my cage. Not a real one, MOL! A fuzzy stuffed animal bunny that had my purrents' smells on it! The clinic gives them to patients who have to stay for a while, and has the patients' families hug and hold the stuffed animal so the smell transfers. Then we have something nice and familiar to wake up to when we're recovering!
Daddy came and picked me up after I'd recovered, eaten something, gotten checked, and had my pain medicine. I got to take the fuzzy bunny home with me, and Freya loves it! Everyone has been checking on me during the day, taking turns being close to me. I was up on the table at one point, and Freya hopped up to touch noses with me. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but she sat down and made friendly noises. Mommy went to pet both of us so that I felt more comfy. Later on, Heimdall did the same thing after Freya hopped down. When I was waiting in line to eat, Heimdall sat by me, then ate from the other plate when I ate. It's nice to know that I'm so loved!
Heimdall writes:
I took a stroller ride! I love riding in the stroller inside the house, and always hop in it for a ride after Tabby gets home from her visits. That's always been inside the house, though. I've only once gone outside in the stroller, and I got so scared that Mommy brought me right back inside. That was a couple years ago, though.
Mommy's been taking walks every day, going a few blocks down the street and back. Today she decided to take me with her in the stroller! She brought it out and I hopped in. Then she zipped it up, which I wasn't expecting but that was ok with me. When she took me outside, I chirped at her, but she reassured me and explained we were going to walk down the street and then back home. I tried to get out of the stroller until we passed the house next door. A butterfly flew by then, so I got excited about what I was seeing! Wings! I didn't know wings were out here! I also didn't know the cars and trucks stayed on their path, called a road. I saw, heard, and felt a train go by as well!
When we got back inside, my purrents praised me and gave me lots of pets. I'm so proud I got to go outside in the stroller for a walk! Mommy says she might take me out again in a few days! I've been even more alert for the rest of the day, so she knows that I'm happy with my adventure.
When I became part of this household, my purrents took me to the vet to have them search for a spay scar. The vet couldn't find one. In the two years since then, I've exhibited most of the signs of an intact female, so my purrents scheduled a spay for me. They brought me in Monday night, because our vet is a 24-hour clinic. The vet called when I was under anesthesia and being shaved, because I did have a very small scar that could have been a spay scar. The vet gave my purrents two options. 1. No incision, do vaccinations, and pick me up after I'd recovered from the anesthesia. 2. Make the incision and check if my organs were there, do vaccinations, and pick me up after I'd recovered from the anesthesia. I know some of you may think this was the wrong decision, but my purrents agreed that they would do option #2 because of my behaviors.
The incision was made, and I had, indeed, already been spayed. I woke up later on to a bunny in my cage. Not a real one, MOL! A fuzzy stuffed animal bunny that had my purrents' smells on it! The clinic gives them to patients who have to stay for a while, and has the patients' families hug and hold the stuffed animal so the smell transfers. Then we have something nice and familiar to wake up to when we're recovering!
Daddy came and picked me up after I'd recovered, eaten something, gotten checked, and had my pain medicine. I got to take the fuzzy bunny home with me, and Freya loves it! Everyone has been checking on me during the day, taking turns being close to me. I was up on the table at one point, and Freya hopped up to touch noses with me. I wasn't sure what she was doing, but she sat down and made friendly noises. Mommy went to pet both of us so that I felt more comfy. Later on, Heimdall did the same thing after Freya hopped down. When I was waiting in line to eat, Heimdall sat by me, then ate from the other plate when I ate. It's nice to know that I'm so loved!
Heimdall writes:
I took a stroller ride! I love riding in the stroller inside the house, and always hop in it for a ride after Tabby gets home from her visits. That's always been inside the house, though. I've only once gone outside in the stroller, and I got so scared that Mommy brought me right back inside. That was a couple years ago, though.
Mommy's been taking walks every day, going a few blocks down the street and back. Today she decided to take me with her in the stroller! She brought it out and I hopped in. Then she zipped it up, which I wasn't expecting but that was ok with me. When she took me outside, I chirped at her, but she reassured me and explained we were going to walk down the street and then back home. I tried to get out of the stroller until we passed the house next door. A butterfly flew by then, so I got excited about what I was seeing! Wings! I didn't know wings were out here! I also didn't know the cars and trucks stayed on their path, called a road. I saw, heard, and felt a train go by as well!
When we got back inside, my purrents praised me and gave me lots of pets. I'm so proud I got to go outside in the stroller for a walk! Mommy says she might take me out again in a few days! I've been even more alert for the rest of the day, so she knows that I'm happy with my adventure.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Updates on Tigress and Tabby
Tabby writes:
Mommy's making sure I eat something, but I don't want to! She's force-feeding me canned food, but she can only get 1/2 teaspoon into me at a time before I absolutely refuse and spit the glob out. I'm keeping the food down (except for once yesterday morning), but it's not tasting or smelling good to me. We're hoping for the results of my blood test back on Monday. The vet's office was supposed to tell us on Friday, but they didn't call, so my purrents will call on Monday to see what's going on with the results. Thanks for all your purrs, prayers, and well-wishes!
Tigress writes:
I had a very scary couple of days! I was inside in that trap thing for a few hours, then the humans picked me up and put me into a car. I've never been in a car, and I was taught to stay well away from roads when I was still a very young kitten. Being this close to humans is new to me, too, even though I'd seen them on the other side of the glass before. The humans took me to a vet place, called the Feral Cat Coalition of Oregon, where they left me! There were other cats in traps, and they were as scared and confused as I was. We all were so quiet, except for a couple screaming cats, because we were so scared. Since we'd all lived outside, we knew that silence was the key to being invisible.
It didn't work this time. I was picked up again in the trap and carried somewhere, then given a shot. I suddenly felt very sleepy! When I woke up, I had been poked a couple more times (vaccinations), had part of my right ear gone (to mark me as a fixed, cared-for feral), and had been cut open then glued shut! I had also been shaved on my belly.
While I was under anesthesia, the vet discovered that I was pregnant. Mommy and Daddy had thought I might be, probably two or three weeks along, but made the decision to go ahead with my spay anyway. They said that I would be much healthier that way, and not have to have all the stress of young motherhood. It was a heart-wrenching decision for them, especially for Mommy, but they feel that it was for the best. With the kittens, I was 9.1 pounds before my spay.
The humans came and took me back home. I'm a very good car cat, actually, and they were really proud of me. I didn't sing in the car, just watched everything going by. Seatbelts are the most interesting part of the car! I had gotten one of my claws caught in the trap wire, so I was bleeding a little from that, but it stopped right away. I've got two extra toes on my right front paw and three extra on my left front paw, so it's no wonder I got one caught.
Yesterday, I was recovered more from the anesthesia, and wanting out of that trap! I tried and tried to find a way out, especially after I peed on the newspaper. My sister came inside to check on me and was trying to help me get out, but neither of us could find the way to open the trap. Finally, Mommy took the trap outside and let me go. I slithered out and zoomed under the deck, while my sister mewed happily. I was back in a few hours for dinner, though!
Mommy's making sure I eat something, but I don't want to! She's force-feeding me canned food, but she can only get 1/2 teaspoon into me at a time before I absolutely refuse and spit the glob out. I'm keeping the food down (except for once yesterday morning), but it's not tasting or smelling good to me. We're hoping for the results of my blood test back on Monday. The vet's office was supposed to tell us on Friday, but they didn't call, so my purrents will call on Monday to see what's going on with the results. Thanks for all your purrs, prayers, and well-wishes!
Tigress writes:
I had a very scary couple of days! I was inside in that trap thing for a few hours, then the humans picked me up and put me into a car. I've never been in a car, and I was taught to stay well away from roads when I was still a very young kitten. Being this close to humans is new to me, too, even though I'd seen them on the other side of the glass before. The humans took me to a vet place, called the Feral Cat Coalition of Oregon, where they left me! There were other cats in traps, and they were as scared and confused as I was. We all were so quiet, except for a couple screaming cats, because we were so scared. Since we'd all lived outside, we knew that silence was the key to being invisible.
It didn't work this time. I was picked up again in the trap and carried somewhere, then given a shot. I suddenly felt very sleepy! When I woke up, I had been poked a couple more times (vaccinations), had part of my right ear gone (to mark me as a fixed, cared-for feral), and had been cut open then glued shut! I had also been shaved on my belly.
While I was under anesthesia, the vet discovered that I was pregnant. Mommy and Daddy had thought I might be, probably two or three weeks along, but made the decision to go ahead with my spay anyway. They said that I would be much healthier that way, and not have to have all the stress of young motherhood. It was a heart-wrenching decision for them, especially for Mommy, but they feel that it was for the best. With the kittens, I was 9.1 pounds before my spay.
The humans came and took me back home. I'm a very good car cat, actually, and they were really proud of me. I didn't sing in the car, just watched everything going by. Seatbelts are the most interesting part of the car! I had gotten one of my claws caught in the trap wire, so I was bleeding a little from that, but it stopped right away. I've got two extra toes on my right front paw and three extra on my left front paw, so it's no wonder I got one caught.
Yesterday, I was recovered more from the anesthesia, and wanting out of that trap! I tried and tried to find a way out, especially after I peed on the newspaper. My sister came inside to check on me and was trying to help me get out, but neither of us could find the way to open the trap. Finally, Mommy took the trap outside and let me go. I slithered out and zoomed under the deck, while my sister mewed happily. I was back in a few hours for dinner, though!
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| Tigress back outside after recovering from her spay. Notice her eartip. |
Friday, April 27, 2012
Tigress is trapped, and that's a good thing!
Tigress writes:
Hi, Striped Girl here, although I've got a real name now. I'm named Tigress! The daddy chose my name. A couple days ago, this strange wire box reappeared on top of our eating place on the deck. My sister wasn't afraid of it, so she went right in to eat and I followed her. There was yummy soft food in the wire box, so that wasn't too bad. I was nervous about it, but my sister wasn't, and I trust her judgement.
Turns out it was a trap! Literally! This morning, when I went to eat, my sister was already inside the house visiting with everyone. The mommy put the yummy soft food in the wire box and called me, so I went in to eat. At first, it was fine, because the plate was close and I could reach the food easily. I stepped forward two paws to get a chunk of food that had fallen in back of the paper plate, and SNAP went the trap door! I freaked out, tried to get out, called for my sister in my loudest voice, but nothing worked.
The mommy came outside, put a towel over the trap, and picked it up with me inside! I was so scared, more scared than I've ever been in my life! Then, all of a sudden, I realized there were other cats around me, cats that I had seen and smelled before. Rori came and lay down beside the trap once the mommy put it down, reassuring me by her presence that this is a house where cats are welcome. She told me that it is safe in here and that everyone loves me. I calmed right down. Then, another cat came over. His name is Heimdall, and he kind of scared me at first, because he jumped on top of the trap! I wasn't sure what was going on, so I held very still, but then I realized that he was just sniffing me.
My sister was startled to see me in the trap, because it reminded her of when she was trapped. She wanted outside again, so the mommy let her out. Two minutes later, she wanted back in. She then came over to me and showed me one of her favorite toys, called a Crazy Circle. It's a ball that goes around each time you bat at it. I've never had any toys that didn't smell of the outdoors, so I watched this new thing closely. My sister tried to give it to me by pushing it against the trap wall, but I couldn't get to it through the wire. She lay down against the wall and batted the ball around so I could see how it worked.
The mommy says I'm going to go to the vet place later on today to get spayed. I'll be trapped in this wire box for the weekend while I heal, then I'll get to go back outside to my home.
Hi, Striped Girl here, although I've got a real name now. I'm named Tigress! The daddy chose my name. A couple days ago, this strange wire box reappeared on top of our eating place on the deck. My sister wasn't afraid of it, so she went right in to eat and I followed her. There was yummy soft food in the wire box, so that wasn't too bad. I was nervous about it, but my sister wasn't, and I trust her judgement.
Turns out it was a trap! Literally! This morning, when I went to eat, my sister was already inside the house visiting with everyone. The mommy put the yummy soft food in the wire box and called me, so I went in to eat. At first, it was fine, because the plate was close and I could reach the food easily. I stepped forward two paws to get a chunk of food that had fallen in back of the paper plate, and SNAP went the trap door! I freaked out, tried to get out, called for my sister in my loudest voice, but nothing worked.
The mommy came outside, put a towel over the trap, and picked it up with me inside! I was so scared, more scared than I've ever been in my life! Then, all of a sudden, I realized there were other cats around me, cats that I had seen and smelled before. Rori came and lay down beside the trap once the mommy put it down, reassuring me by her presence that this is a house where cats are welcome. She told me that it is safe in here and that everyone loves me. I calmed right down. Then, another cat came over. His name is Heimdall, and he kind of scared me at first, because he jumped on top of the trap! I wasn't sure what was going on, so I held very still, but then I realized that he was just sniffing me.
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| Heimdall and Rori investigating me and reassuring me. |
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| Ack! Heimdall's on top of the trap! |
My sister was startled to see me in the trap, because it reminded her of when she was trapped. She wanted outside again, so the mommy let her out. Two minutes later, she wanted back in. She then came over to me and showed me one of her favorite toys, called a Crazy Circle. It's a ball that goes around each time you bat at it. I've never had any toys that didn't smell of the outdoors, so I watched this new thing closely. My sister tried to give it to me by pushing it against the trap wall, but I couldn't get to it through the wire. She lay down against the wall and batted the ball around so I could see how it worked.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Both kittens came through surgery fine
The PDX pride Mommy here:
Both kittens are recovering. The marbled kitten turned out to be a little female, so her new name is Miss Marble. She scratched, bit, and took off running through the house when I was transferring her to a carrier from the trap. Not a good idea for her! I'm alright, she's recovered from her scare, and she's in the carrier with food and water. The polydactyl tabby/white kitten is a male, but had only one testicle. They thought the other one might not have dropped yet, so they did an exploratory surgery, and it simply wasn't there! His new name is Hemming. He let me pet his paw pads, stretched his foot through the mesh on the trap, and put his head in my hand with his tongue sticking out, wiggling the tip of his tongue in nursing fashion as I was petting his nose! He's taking a bit longer to wake up completely, and still hasn't woken up completely even though it's been about 6 hours. I'm kind of worried about that, although he's looking at me when I talk to him. He'll sit against the side of the carrier, then slowly start to tip over the other way, then correct himself. He likes sitting better than lying down right now, for some reason. Both kittens have eaten and had some water.
Tomorrow morning they go in to the mobile clinic at Petco for their FeLV/FIV testing. They got their rabies shots today and first boosters.
At this point, we are pretty sure that Miss Marble is going back outside after the weekend's over, given her run around the house this afternoon. Hemming seems like he wants human contact, so he's a good candidate for socialization, depending on how his personality is when he wakes up fully.
Both kittens are recovering. The marbled kitten turned out to be a little female, so her new name is Miss Marble. She scratched, bit, and took off running through the house when I was transferring her to a carrier from the trap. Not a good idea for her! I'm alright, she's recovered from her scare, and she's in the carrier with food and water. The polydactyl tabby/white kitten is a male, but had only one testicle. They thought the other one might not have dropped yet, so they did an exploratory surgery, and it simply wasn't there! His new name is Hemming. He let me pet his paw pads, stretched his foot through the mesh on the trap, and put his head in my hand with his tongue sticking out, wiggling the tip of his tongue in nursing fashion as I was petting his nose! He's taking a bit longer to wake up completely, and still hasn't woken up completely even though it's been about 6 hours. I'm kind of worried about that, although he's looking at me when I talk to him. He'll sit against the side of the carrier, then slowly start to tip over the other way, then correct himself. He likes sitting better than lying down right now, for some reason. Both kittens have eaten and had some water.
Tomorrow morning they go in to the mobile clinic at Petco for their FeLV/FIV testing. They got their rabies shots today and first boosters.
At this point, we are pretty sure that Miss Marble is going back outside after the weekend's over, given her run around the house this afternoon. Hemming seems like he wants human contact, so he's a good candidate for socialization, depending on how his personality is when he wakes up fully.
Sleepy little boy Hemming in the carrier
Miss Marble says, "Leave me alone, woman with the flashy box!"
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Tummy (update) Tuesday
Smokey says:
I'm back to playing now. My tummy fur is still gone, but that's all right because Foster Mommy rubs my tummy more and makes it warm. I don't jump as high, but I've found steps to jump on to get to my favorite places. I am back to sleeping in my normal spot, and playing chase with Rori. I snuggle with Foster Mommy at night.
I'm going to my new home on the 18th of this month. My new mommy got my water and food bowls and my litter box already, and is very excited to have me come live there.
Starla says:
I've figured out I am allowed on the back of the couch. I like to snuggle with Daddy when he is sleeping, although sometimes he forgets I'm there when he rolls over. I remind him by waking up and getting down, and then he calls me back to snuggle some more. Skylar likes me and snuggles on the couch at the same time I do. Rori doesn't like me so much, but I like her. She hisses at me. Carbon scares me. I never know whether he's going to just watch me or if he's going to come jumping at me wanting to play. Tabby is a sweetheart and licks my ears. She comes to check on me if I get scared by something.
I'm back to playing now. My tummy fur is still gone, but that's all right because Foster Mommy rubs my tummy more and makes it warm. I don't jump as high, but I've found steps to jump on to get to my favorite places. I am back to sleeping in my normal spot, and playing chase with Rori. I snuggle with Foster Mommy at night.
I'm going to my new home on the 18th of this month. My new mommy got my water and food bowls and my litter box already, and is very excited to have me come live there.
Starla says:
I've figured out I am allowed on the back of the couch. I like to snuggle with Daddy when he is sleeping, although sometimes he forgets I'm there when he rolls over. I remind him by waking up and getting down, and then he calls me back to snuggle some more. Skylar likes me and snuggles on the couch at the same time I do. Rori doesn't like me so much, but I like her. She hisses at me. Carbon scares me. I never know whether he's going to just watch me or if he's going to come jumping at me wanting to play. Tabby is a sweetheart and licks my ears. She comes to check on me if I get scared by something.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Home from our spay
Smokey writes:
I'm home at my foster home again. I'm still very sleepy, and growly at everyone although I let Rori clean one ear before swatting. My belly's shaved and stitched up nicely, and I have a paper collar on with my name on it. When Foster Mommy came to get us, I was back asleep and the vet tech woke me up to put me in the stroller. When Foster Mommy looked at us before she took us outside to go home, I was trying to go back to sleep again.
When we got home, the first thing I did was growl and swat at Carbon, who was checking up on me. Foster Mommy took me out and held me for a while in her lap, petting me and calming me down.
*yawn*
Starla writes:
My spay went well. I'm very groggy, and walking around in circles, but happy. I wanted out, but Mommy says that I can't go back outside for at least 7 days. She and Daddy want to keep me as their kitty! So I guess this is my forever home!
Skylar really likes me and has perked up so much since I've been inside. Daddy says I'm good for him, and I remind him of his sister. I even snuggle with my new buddy. I slept on his tail, and he didn't even mind!
I'm going to eat a few bites and then take a nap on the floor. I'm very sleepy. Good night!
I'm home at my foster home again. I'm still very sleepy, and growly at everyone although I let Rori clean one ear before swatting. My belly's shaved and stitched up nicely, and I have a paper collar on with my name on it. When Foster Mommy came to get us, I was back asleep and the vet tech woke me up to put me in the stroller. When Foster Mommy looked at us before she took us outside to go home, I was trying to go back to sleep again.
When we got home, the first thing I did was growl and swat at Carbon, who was checking up on me. Foster Mommy took me out and held me for a while in her lap, petting me and calming me down.
*yawn*
Starla writes:
My spay went well. I'm very groggy, and walking around in circles, but happy. I wanted out, but Mommy says that I can't go back outside for at least 7 days. She and Daddy want to keep me as their kitty! So I guess this is my forever home!
Skylar really likes me and has perked up so much since I've been inside. Daddy says I'm good for him, and I remind him of his sister. I even snuggle with my new buddy. I slept on his tail, and he didn't even mind!
I'm going to eat a few bites and then take a nap on the floor. I'm very sleepy. Good night!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Waiting for Wednesday
Smokey: I'm waiting for Wednesday. Foster Mommy says it's going to be a very busy day. Starla and I are going somewhere together in the stroller.
Rori: It's exciting, but not in a good way.
Smokey: Why not? Going to class was fun.
Rori: You're going to the vet to get spayed, like I was.
Smokey: But you've been getting tummy rubs all the time since your spay, so why is that a bad thing?
Rori: You get locked in a cage with no food or water, then you wait. You're lonely and bored, and there's no one to play with. There's sounds of other animals, but you can't see them, so it's scary. Then they take you out and poke you, making you fall asleep, then steal your fur and cut you. When you wake up, you feel all funny and can't walk right. You hurt a lot.
Smokey: You're right; that doesn't sound like fun at all. But then I get to come back here, right? And eat and drink?
Rori: Yep.
Smokey: And play again?
Rori: They won't let you roughhouse for a bit. They might even lock you in the bedroom and put a cone on your head, like they did with me.
Smokey: But I'll be in there with Starla, so I can play with her.
Rori: Yeah, so that will be better than with me. I didn't have anyone in there with me to play.
Smokey: I hope Starla will want to play with me. She did all the time when I was outside.
Rori: It's exciting, but not in a good way.
Smokey: Why not? Going to class was fun.
Rori: You're going to the vet to get spayed, like I was.
Smokey: But you've been getting tummy rubs all the time since your spay, so why is that a bad thing?
Rori: You get locked in a cage with no food or water, then you wait. You're lonely and bored, and there's no one to play with. There's sounds of other animals, but you can't see them, so it's scary. Then they take you out and poke you, making you fall asleep, then steal your fur and cut you. When you wake up, you feel all funny and can't walk right. You hurt a lot.
Smokey: You're right; that doesn't sound like fun at all. But then I get to come back here, right? And eat and drink?
Rori: Yep.
Smokey: And play again?
Rori: They won't let you roughhouse for a bit. They might even lock you in the bedroom and put a cone on your head, like they did with me.
Smokey: But I'll be in there with Starla, so I can play with her.
Rori: Yeah, so that will be better than with me. I didn't have anyone in there with me to play.
Smokey: I hope Starla will want to play with me. She did all the time when I was outside.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Feral Friday by the Trailer Kitties
Food bowl rollcall:
Little Bit, Orange-head kitty, Orange kitty from down the street, Black tom kitty, Outdoor Fluffy Buddy, Boo-Boo, Starla, SpongeBob.
No sign of Shadow this week. Everyone else has come, though. No raccoon either.
The big adventure this week was Little Bit's entrapment in the "shop" next door. You can read about that in the post she wrote after she was freed.
Also, Starla's in heat and Fluffy Buddy's "interested". Starla gets spayed on March 4th, so we're hoping it won't be a spay-abort (the lady in the green house would rather it not be, because she believes in not killing kitten fetuses). If there are signs by then that Starla's pregnant, we won't do the spay until after she's delivered. If there are no signs she's pregnant, we'll go through with the spay.
Little Bit, Orange-head kitty, Orange kitty from down the street, Black tom kitty, Outdoor Fluffy Buddy, Boo-Boo, Starla, SpongeBob.
No sign of Shadow this week. Everyone else has come, though. No raccoon either.
The big adventure this week was Little Bit's entrapment in the "shop" next door. You can read about that in the post she wrote after she was freed.
Also, Starla's in heat and Fluffy Buddy's "interested". Starla gets spayed on March 4th, so we're hoping it won't be a spay-abort (the lady in the green house would rather it not be, because she believes in not killing kitten fetuses). If there are signs by then that Starla's pregnant, we won't do the spay until after she's delivered. If there are no signs she's pregnant, we'll go through with the spay.
Friday, February 6, 2009
News from the Food Bowl
Feral Friday food bowl rollcall at the green house:
Outdoor Fluffy Buddy, Big-headed black tom kitty, orange-headed kitty, Boo-Boo, Little Bit, the raccoon, Starla, SpongeBob, Shadow, and the orange cat from down the street. Everyone came this week again, even the raccoon.
No females are in heat anymore, so the yowling has gone away for the moment. Starla and Smokey will be spayed on March 4th, and we have a vet for the big-headed black tom kitty to be neutered as well (but not a date set yet). All their "fixes" will be done through the Tom & Mom Special. Many, many thanks to organizations like these who provide low-cost spaying and neutering!
Outdoor Fluffy Buddy, Big-headed black tom kitty, orange-headed kitty, Boo-Boo, Little Bit, the raccoon, Starla, SpongeBob, Shadow, and the orange cat from down the street. Everyone came this week again, even the raccoon.
No females are in heat anymore, so the yowling has gone away for the moment. Starla and Smokey will be spayed on March 4th, and we have a vet for the big-headed black tom kitty to be neutered as well (but not a date set yet). All their "fixes" will be done through the Tom & Mom Special. Many, many thanks to organizations like these who provide low-cost spaying and neutering!
Monday, February 2, 2009
Unusual happenings at the green house
Warning: These pictures not suitable for kittens under the age of 4 months!
These are both female cats. The tabby one is Rori, who just got spayed. She is alpha cat of the house. The grey one is our foster kitten Smokey, who is in heat. This is what happened when Rori got fed up with Smokey's yowling!
Obviously, they are going to be spending time in separate rooms now when the humans are not home, and Smokey will be in with me for sleeping until she gets spayed. I looked it up on the net, and it seems to be a common dominance behavior for females.
These are both female cats. The tabby one is Rori, who just got spayed. She is alpha cat of the house. The grey one is our foster kitten Smokey, who is in heat. This is what happened when Rori got fed up with Smokey's yowling!
Obviously, they are going to be spending time in separate rooms now when the humans are not home, and Smokey will be in with me for sleeping until she gets spayed. I looked it up on the net, and it seems to be a common dominance behavior for females.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
It's officially mating season here
From the sounds and sights outside, the Trailer Kitties are ready for mating season. Neighbor kitty Boo-Boo is in heat, and Outdoor Fluffy Buddy, the black big-head kitty, and the white and orange big-head kitty are following her. Starla is not in heat yet, as far as we know. Smokey is inside and being put in the bedroom whenever the outside door is opening, because she's in heat as well.
Feral Cat Coalition of Oregon (FCCO) said in its last newsletter that many of the females being brought in now are in heat already. Please, please, people, spay and neuter your cats! We are trying to find places to get everyone but Boo-Boo fixed. Since BB techinically is our neighbor's cat, we have no control over her in that regard. (Mommy wishes we could just scoop her up and fix her too, though.)
Mommy wrote a new article on HubPages with tips for fostering kittens. If it helps even one kitten, she says it's worth it.
Feral Cat Coalition of Oregon (FCCO) said in its last newsletter that many of the females being brought in now are in heat already. Please, please, people, spay and neuter your cats! We are trying to find places to get everyone but Boo-Boo fixed. Since BB techinically is our neighbor's cat, we have no control over her in that regard. (Mommy wishes we could just scoop her up and fix her too, though.)
Mommy wrote a new article on HubPages with tips for fostering kittens. If it helps even one kitten, she says it's worth it.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Updated Catster diaries
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