Tabby writes:
I'm taking my medicine and being a good girl drinking water from the water bowl. Mommy got me some (human) baby food, chicken-flavored, which is more watery than the canned food. Funny, it makes me thirstier! Maybe that's from the medicine, though?
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Friday, May 4, 2012
Good news, bad news for Tabby
Tabby writes:
We just got the results back from my latest blood test. It's not hyper-T. It's mild hepatitis. My thyroid levels are all within range, so it's just the liver levels that are elevated. I'm getting three medicines to take for the next few weeks, because I've either got:
1. A primary infection that is causing my liver some trouble.
or
2. My liver's having some trouble and I got a secondary infection.
The good thing is it's not contagious to the other cats or to humans.
P.S. There's a slight possibility that it's cancer of the liver, but that's a very slight possibility. We'll do the medicines for the infection first, and then I'll have another blood test once I'm over the infection.
We just got the results back from my latest blood test. It's not hyper-T. It's mild hepatitis. My thyroid levels are all within range, so it's just the liver levels that are elevated. I'm getting three medicines to take for the next few weeks, because I've either got:
1. A primary infection that is causing my liver some trouble.
or
2. My liver's having some trouble and I got a secondary infection.
The good thing is it's not contagious to the other cats or to humans.
P.S. There's a slight possibility that it's cancer of the liver, but that's a very slight possibility. We'll do the medicines for the infection first, and then I'll have another blood test once I'm over the infection.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Newsflash: Tigress came inside today!
Tigress writes:
Wow! Guess what?! I decided that inside isn't the bad place I thought it was. Being inside for a day changed my mind, even though I hated the trap and hated that I was inside when it was happening. Now that I've had a couple days to think it over, though, I'm finding it very interesting.
Today, I decided that I wanted to check it out more. When the daddy opened the door for my sister, I was right there. The daddy left the door open a little for me to socialize with the inside cats. Freya was busy grooming my sister, because she kind of thinks my sister is her own kitten. I could tell my sister was happy, so I looked at the door, then looked at the daddy and meowed. He opened the door a little more, and I walked through!
I went to the food bowl first and sniffed it, then sniffed the water bowl. I walked back out the door, and the daddy called to the mommy to come see me. She watched from the hallway and he watched from the living room as I came back inside and sniffed the bowls again. Then I walked into the kitchen, still crouching low because I was unsure what was going to happen. My sister wanted to come see me, so she hopped down from her spot on the blanket-covered table. That sound scared me, though, and I ran back outside!
A little later, I went back over to the now-semi-closed door. Heimdall had his head out the door, sniffing the outside air, so I walked along the wall until I got to the door (just in case he was going to come outside). He turned toward me and we touched noses!
Wow! Guess what?! I decided that inside isn't the bad place I thought it was. Being inside for a day changed my mind, even though I hated the trap and hated that I was inside when it was happening. Now that I've had a couple days to think it over, though, I'm finding it very interesting.
Today, I decided that I wanted to check it out more. When the daddy opened the door for my sister, I was right there. The daddy left the door open a little for me to socialize with the inside cats. Freya was busy grooming my sister, because she kind of thinks my sister is her own kitten. I could tell my sister was happy, so I looked at the door, then looked at the daddy and meowed. He opened the door a little more, and I walked through!
I went to the food bowl first and sniffed it, then sniffed the water bowl. I walked back out the door, and the daddy called to the mommy to come see me. She watched from the hallway and he watched from the living room as I came back inside and sniffed the bowls again. Then I walked into the kitchen, still crouching low because I was unsure what was going to happen. My sister wanted to come see me, so she hopped down from her spot on the blanket-covered table. That sound scared me, though, and I ran back outside!
A little later, I went back over to the now-semi-closed door. Heimdall had his head out the door, sniffing the outside air, so I walked along the wall until I got to the door (just in case he was going to come outside). He turned toward me and we touched noses!
Vet appointment for Tabby tomorrow
Tabby writes:
I'm going in tomorrow for the vampires (aka vet techs) to take more of my blood for thyroid testing. Thanks for all the purrs, prayers, and good thoughts! I love all of you so much!
P.S. I drank some water on my own, went poop (formed and in the box) on my own, and got force-fed 1 whole teaspoon of food.
I'm going in tomorrow for the vampires (aka vet techs) to take more of my blood for thyroid testing. Thanks for all the purrs, prayers, and good thoughts! I love all of you so much!
P.S. I drank some water on my own, went poop (formed and in the box) on my own, and got force-fed 1 whole teaspoon of food.
Monday, April 30, 2012
Newsflash: Tabby's eating on her own!
Tabby writes:
Newsflash: I'm eating the crunchies (dry food) Mommy just set out for me! Only a few bites, but I ate them! *purrs*
Newsflash: I'm eating the crunchies (dry food) Mommy just set out for me! Only a few bites, but I ate them! *purrs*
Results of Tabby's blood test
Tabby writes:
The vet called today with the results of my bloodwork. My liver enzyme levels are elevated, so the vet thinks that I probably have hyperthyroidism (also known as hyper-T). It's managed with medication (methimazole) and retesting as needed. I go in on Friday for them to test my thyroid levels with more blood draws, to see that the diagnosis is correct and to evaluate the dosage of medication. Thanks so much for all your purrs, prayers, and good thoughts! I ate (was force-fed by Mommy) one whole teaspoon of food at my last feeding! *glares at Mommy, though*
The vet called today with the results of my bloodwork. My liver enzyme levels are elevated, so the vet thinks that I probably have hyperthyroidism (also known as hyper-T). It's managed with medication (methimazole) and retesting as needed. I go in on Friday for them to test my thyroid levels with more blood draws, to see that the diagnosis is correct and to evaluate the dosage of medication. Thanks so much for all your purrs, prayers, and good thoughts! I ate (was force-fed by Mommy) one whole teaspoon of food at my last feeding! *glares at Mommy, though*
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.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Tabby's vet visit went well.
Tabby writes:
My vet visit went well. I love our doctors! I got fluids, which I didn't like because the lump went over to the side. They took some blood for testing, and we'll get results tomorrow. My teeth, eyes, fur, and ears all look good, as well as other vitals. We'll know more when the blood test results come back.
My vet visit went well. I love our doctors! I got fluids, which I didn't like because the lump went over to the side. They took some blood for testing, and we'll get results tomorrow. My teeth, eyes, fur, and ears all look good, as well as other vitals. We'll know more when the blood test results come back.
Tabby's eating!
Tabby writes:
Mommy gave me some more very soft food (she calls it "pate") a few minutes ago. I licked it and licked it, and then I bit it! I only took a few bites, but Mommy says that it was so good of me to take some bites. I let Carbon have some of it, too.
Mommy gave me some more very soft food (she calls it "pate") a few minutes ago. I licked it and licked it, and then I bit it! I only took a few bites, but Mommy says that it was so good of me to take some bites. I let Carbon have some of it, too.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Tabby's not feeling well.
Tabby writes:
I'm not feeling well. I've been losing a lot of weight, even more than I was supposed to. I have a vet appointment tomorrow, so until then I'm snuggling with Mommy and Daddy. They've been trying to feed me yummy canned food, but I only lick the juice. Carbon eats the rest for me, and so do the others, but the juice is yummy. Sorry I haven't written about my visits to H. recently. Mommy hasn't felt like typing for me when I've not been feeling well, but my visits went well and I enjoyed snuggling on people's beds. They're doing a lot of construction at H. right now, and Little Bit freaked out, so we're not bringing her back there.
I'm not feeling well. I've been losing a lot of weight, even more than I was supposed to. I have a vet appointment tomorrow, so until then I'm snuggling with Mommy and Daddy. They've been trying to feed me yummy canned food, but I only lick the juice. Carbon eats the rest for me, and so do the others, but the juice is yummy. Sorry I haven't written about my visits to H. recently. Mommy hasn't felt like typing for me when I've not been feeling well, but my visits went well and I enjoyed snuggling on people's beds. They're doing a lot of construction at H. right now, and Little Bit freaked out, so we're not bringing her back there.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Happy birthday to Little Bit!
It's my 4th birthday today, or as near as my purrents have decided. Four years ago, my sisters Smokey, Baby Chiba, and I were born to our mama Boo-Boo Kitty in Portland, OR. Smokey lives with a friend, and Baby Chiba died as a kitten, and I'm doing really well with everyone here in Vancouver, WA!
I didn't go visiting when Tabby went a week ago (she promises to write about it later), because I fell off the top of the stroller while Mommy was getting us ready. She had put me in the carrier, put the carrier on the stroller, and then turned to talk to one of the twins. I rolled myself off the stroller! I'm fine, but I was shaken up for about 10 minutes afterward and didn't want to go back into the carrier. Mommy promises never to do that again, and always to have at least one hand on the carrier if it's on the stroller. It scared her as much as it did me!
I'm having a great birthday running around with the twins! I hopped up to groom my half-sister Rori (who's almost a year older than me) for a while this morning, then got back down off the bed to play again. ZOOOOOOM!!!!!
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Happy birthday to Freya & Heimdall!
It's our birthday today! We're 2 years old! We're celebrating with Miss Marble this morning, because she's inside for one of her visits. She actually snuggled on Mommy's lap for a few minutes! We're so proud of our niece.
Later on today, we'll get treats (and everyone else will, too) in honor of our birthdays, plus lots of snuggles and playtime.
In case you're wondering which is which, Freya's grooming Heimdall in the picture. We look so much alike that sometimes even our purrents have trouble telling us apart from a distance, MOL!
Starla writes:
Belated thanks for remembering my Gotcha Day. I had a good day, quiet, just the way I like it. I got to stay out with everyone for the whole day! Usually, I'm in the bedroom for half the day, because Carbon thinks it's fun to attack me. But on my Gotcha Day on the 3rd, I was out for the whole day and he was in the office for the whole day. Everyone else went back and forth between all the rooms.
Friday, February 24, 2012
Feral Friday: Leopard & Miss Marble
I've been coming regularly to the food place now, and have greeted my family in purrson. I'm nervous around them, but I've let them groom me and rub against me. I won't let Tux eat with me yet, though. I will let my girls eat with me, just not Tux.
Why did the humans switch the water bowls? Do you see the grey one in the picture? That used to be the water bowl, before I went away. Now the white one is the water bowl, but the grey one is still there. I went to drink out of the grey one like I used to, but there was no water in it. The lady told me that the water is now in the white one. Why? I drank it, but it's confusing.
I remember the name the humans gave me, and respond to it. I've also meowed at them, but am still really nervous around them, like I was before I had my kids last year. It will take a while of being around here again to get used to the humans watching me. I get very nervous when my daughter goes in their house, but she always comes back out again and tells me she had fun.
Miss Marble writes:
I know my mama is always nervous when I go inside, as is my daddy, but I'm really ok! I love visiting with my friends inside! The humans always talk softly to me and pet me, give me toys, feed me, and make me feel happy. My aunties and uncles all love me, and I love them.
I sat on chairs yesterday! I got up on the wooden chair that Auntie Freya loves, and it's comfortable! I took a bath on it and almost fell asleep. Then Mommy came over, so I asked to be petted. She sat down and picked me up to sit on her lap. I was nervous about being that close to her, but her lap was a good place to be for a few minutes. The other chair I was brave enough to get on was actually the organ bench. It's got a puffy top that feels good to my paws. My aunties and uncles say it's like a pillow. I don't know what a pillow is, but if it's like that organ bench then it must be a comfy place, too! I took a little nap on the organ bench before getting down. I've also walked down the hallway on my own some more, plus gone into the living room to have Mommy pet me. I'm not brave enough to go over to get pets from Daddy in his big recliner chair yet. That chair squeaks like a giant mouse when Daddy sits up! It scared me the first time, and I shot back over to the door. They said it was ok, so I went back for more pets, then the chair squeaked again. The second time, I was able to tell it was the chair, so I didn't go running away. I just looked at it and meowed back to it!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Therapy Cat Tales from 2/22/12
Tabby writes:
Hmph! S. invited Little Bit to come along on my visiting day, too! It wouldn't have been so bad, except I had to share the stroller with her and she wanted to lie on me instead of in the stroller! At first, she was in the stroller like she was supposed to be, but then she decided that it was more comfortable to be on me! Hissing at her didn't stop her, so I swatted. Mommy separated us, and no one was hurt, but I was in a grumpy mood for my visit.
We ran into one of Mommy's friends from high school on the bus, so that was fun to meet her. She and Mommy talked for a long time, but she petted both Little Bit and me as well, complimenting us on our soft fur. She rode the MAX train with us, too. On the MAX, there were two guys who had seen me before, but another passenger hadn't. One of the guys who had seen me before was telling the new guy about my work and how spoiled I am, having my own stroller and clothes. He jokingly said that Mommy even dresses us in diapers, and the guy believed him! The new guy asked Mommy if that was true, and she laughed and told him no. Everyone had a good laugh about that!
S. wasn't at H. when we got there, but R. was. She met Little Bit, who was freaked by the doors opening automatically. Little Bit tried to go into the corner and also tried to go into R. and V.'s office, but Mommy wouldn't let her. Little Bit calmed down after she got to sit on Mommy's lap, though. We got our list of people to visit and went back out to the hallway. Some people were getting a tour, and saw us right away. They were introduced to us, and Little Bit climbed on Mommy's shoulders. I was being very good and stayed in the stroller! I was a very good example. Mommy explained about our work and told them Little Bit was visiting for the first time (and still in training). Then we went up to visit our friends.
I stayed in the stroller most of the time, but Little Bit hopped out and said hi to people. She rode on the stroller canopy instead of in with me, so that I wouldn't get hissy or swat while we were visiting. I did swat once, but that's when she hopped back in one time, so she broke the rules first. Everyone loved Little Bit just as much as they love me! They petted me and paid attention to me, too, but Little Bit was the star this time. G. rubbed her face and she snuggled with S., except she didn't want to snuggle against S. like I do. She wanted to lie on the bed, but not totally snuggle with her.
Mommy was pleasantly surprised when we got to one room, because two of her church friends were there! We got to meet L., who usually lives on another floor but needed to have a nurse look after her for a while. V. was there visiting L.! Little Bit went to greet them while I greeted L.'s roommate and picked a snuggle spot on the bed. After a while, Little Bit went to snuggle against V. and I got to see L. and V., too. L. had a book on her little table, so I didn't know if I was allowed to be up with the book. As soon as it was moved, I settled down on the table and got petted a lot. I know the rules!
Little Bit doesn't know the rules, but she's learning. She wanted to go in R.'s closet, but she wasn't allowed in there. R. is a new friend, and absolutely loved visiting with both of us! When she opened the door and saw kitties, her eyes just lit right up! She sat on the floor to pet us, and petted both of us equally. *purrs* I stayed in my stroller, but Little Bit wanted to explore. Mommy kept her reined in on a short leash, though, so she wouldn't get into trouble. Little Bit didn't like that very much, but she loved all the attention and being in a new place. After a couple minutes, she went over to R. on her own and climbed on her for pets. Little Bit broke a rule, though. She jumped up on R.'s counter! R. told her it was ok and offered her water, but Little Bit wasn't thirsty. I wasn't, either. I was just sleepy.
On the way home, Little Bit tried to snuggle on top of me again, but I wouldn't let her, so we snuggled side-by-side. Well, she was still on top of me for some of the time, but not all the time. We stopped at Petco to see if they had a bag carrier on sale, and ended up getting a really nice one for only $14, when it originally was over $50! Little Bit hopped right in, so we got it! The clerk loved seeing us and came around the counter to pet both of us. I was just so happy that Little Bit had her own place to be, instead of on me!
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Newsflash: Mama Leopard's Back!!!!!!!
Hello, anyone remember me? I'm the feral cat who had Miss Marble, Striped Girl, Hemming, and the other kitten last spring. I disappeared when my kittens were around 10 weeks old. One of my kittens disappeared around the same time, but the rest were brought by Tux to the people and Tux also helped raise them. He taught them what they needed to know to be good adults. Now my kittens are just over 9 months old, and I've returned!
I showed up yesterday in the middle of the day to eat at the deck feeding area. Yum! I'm very wary of the humans now, like I used to be before my kittens were born. I didn't bring the other kitten back with me, and no indication where I've been for the past 7 or 8 months. The humans wish I could tell them the whole story. I didn't come to eat at the same time as the others, so the humans don't know if I've seen my family again yet. I've smelled them, though, and am happy they're still around and are doing well. Miss Marble smells different, but I think it's still my girl because her scent trail is mixed in with the others I recognize. I don't smell my boy anywhere, though. The humans say they found him a good home and that his name is now Hemming.
I have been eating well, and have a nice, fluffy winter coat. I don't have any new scars, and am still the same self-assured kitty I was. I'm glad to be back!
Monday, February 6, 2012
Movie Monday: Miss Marble!
Oh, hi! I'm visiting inside more and more! I like it where it's warm by the heat vent, but I've been learning how to play spring and exploring around the open area. I've been in the kitchen and down the hall a little, even! Auntie Freya brought over her spring to show me, so she's been teaching me how to play with that. Missy came over and greeted me, but didn't want to groom me when I asked her. Mommy and Daddy pet me a lot, which I love, and I lean against their legs while purring. Everyone loves me, and I love everyone! I'm not ready to stay inside forever, though. I like visiting inside for 20 minutes or so, then ask to be let out again. I'm coming in at least three times a day, though!
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Therapy Cat Tales from 1/25/12
Tabby writes:
Sorry I didn't write about our visit two weeks ago! We were job-shadowed by two students from Benson High School, and it was fun showing them what we do.
Today was rainy, but we were inside for most of the big downpours. I had my nice raincoat for the small showers. Typical weather for January where we live. It snowed a couple days, but now is back to rain again. While we were waiting for the rain to stop, buses to come, and on the bus, we heard a lot of cat stories! We always love hearing about other people's cats, and they love telling us about them.
One lady told us a horrible story about three cats each jumping out a window and drowning in the water tank, all years apart. That story wasn't so nice, but she decided to not have cats as pets again. She loved visiting with me, though. Another lady had a bad story that has a good ending. She decided to use a cheap flea product on her cat. She got it from Safeway, where they don't carry Frontline, Advantage, or other veterinarian-approved flea products. Her cat lost all her fur and had to go to the vet because she was being poisoned by the flea medicine. She is just now starting to grow back her fur, but not her tail fur yet. Please, please, PLEASE only use Frontline, Advantage, Advantix, Revolution, or other top-of-the-line flea products on your pets! Please do not use Sargents, Hartz, Bio-Spot, or other cheap products. They're not worth it!
We heard about a kitty who loved to sleep in a baby-doll buggy! One day, his people couldn't find him, and were looking all over the house for him. They found him in the little girl's room, asleep in the buggy, curled up with the doll and blanket! A lady on the bus told us about her sister's cats, who live with her because her sister lives with her. They have as many cats as we do! One of their cats got hit by a car when he was just a little kitten, but he lived and is doing well now. A lady on the MAX light-rail train told us about a cat she rescued when he was about 4 months old. He was down to skin and bones and the vet didn't think he'd make it, but he survived and is a big cat now. She also has a girl cat who came to her doorstep and was probably thrown out of a car. That family also has two new kittens, a present they got last Father's Day.
They are still working on the ceilings at H., but I wasn't interested in looking up the ladders today. Now it seems normal to see men up ladders into the ceiling. Our friend Dr. W. died a few days ago. We'll miss seeing him and his visitors.
G. was sleeping when we went to see her, but she woke up right away and petted me, scritching my forehead the way I love. A. was sitting beside her, smiling as he watched G. pet me. E. didn't have her kitty pillow around her neck today when we went to visit her, so she smelled a little different (the pillow has lavendar in it), but I let her pet me anyway. She put her hand down on my stroller at one point, and I put my arm across her hand to comfort her. Another E. was talking with her niece, M., so we didn't want to interrupt, but M. called us in because she wanted to see me. It turns out that M.'s afraid of cats! She wasn't afraid of me, though! :) >^..^< She wanted to know all about me, my training, and exactly what my job is. S., who is that E.'s roommate now but used to live upstairs, was telling M. all about me and S. and I demonstrated together how I love to snuggle on beds and with my friends. We also showed how I ask for pets by putting my paw up to tap the person. M. was very impressed, and told our supervisor that. She also told our supervisor that her aunt E. loves when I and the therapy dogs come to visit, always calling her after the visit to tell her all about it!
We went upstairs to see P., who was very glad to see us. I visited with her for a long time, staying just within arm's reach so she could scratch my ears. I played a game with her with my tail. Not the regular game of tails, but a different game. She likes to hold onto my tail, wagging it back and forth, then letting it go. She'll pet me from my head to my tail, then hold my tail again and let it go. I slap her hand with my tail, then she pets me from head to tail and holds my tail again. We play this way because she is visually-impaired. I know she can't see my tail well enough to play regular tails, so I play this only with her. In the hallway, we visited with two new friends. I might see them again, if they want to visit with me next time.
Sorry I didn't write about our visit two weeks ago! We were job-shadowed by two students from Benson High School, and it was fun showing them what we do.
Today was rainy, but we were inside for most of the big downpours. I had my nice raincoat for the small showers. Typical weather for January where we live. It snowed a couple days, but now is back to rain again. While we were waiting for the rain to stop, buses to come, and on the bus, we heard a lot of cat stories! We always love hearing about other people's cats, and they love telling us about them.
One lady told us a horrible story about three cats each jumping out a window and drowning in the water tank, all years apart. That story wasn't so nice, but she decided to not have cats as pets again. She loved visiting with me, though. Another lady had a bad story that has a good ending. She decided to use a cheap flea product on her cat. She got it from Safeway, where they don't carry Frontline, Advantage, or other veterinarian-approved flea products. Her cat lost all her fur and had to go to the vet because she was being poisoned by the flea medicine. She is just now starting to grow back her fur, but not her tail fur yet. Please, please, PLEASE only use Frontline, Advantage, Advantix, Revolution, or other top-of-the-line flea products on your pets! Please do not use Sargents, Hartz, Bio-Spot, or other cheap products. They're not worth it!
We heard about a kitty who loved to sleep in a baby-doll buggy! One day, his people couldn't find him, and were looking all over the house for him. They found him in the little girl's room, asleep in the buggy, curled up with the doll and blanket! A lady on the bus told us about her sister's cats, who live with her because her sister lives with her. They have as many cats as we do! One of their cats got hit by a car when he was just a little kitten, but he lived and is doing well now. A lady on the MAX light-rail train told us about a cat she rescued when he was about 4 months old. He was down to skin and bones and the vet didn't think he'd make it, but he survived and is a big cat now. She also has a girl cat who came to her doorstep and was probably thrown out of a car. That family also has two new kittens, a present they got last Father's Day.
They are still working on the ceilings at H., but I wasn't interested in looking up the ladders today. Now it seems normal to see men up ladders into the ceiling. Our friend Dr. W. died a few days ago. We'll miss seeing him and his visitors.
G. was sleeping when we went to see her, but she woke up right away and petted me, scritching my forehead the way I love. A. was sitting beside her, smiling as he watched G. pet me. E. didn't have her kitty pillow around her neck today when we went to visit her, so she smelled a little different (the pillow has lavendar in it), but I let her pet me anyway. She put her hand down on my stroller at one point, and I put my arm across her hand to comfort her. Another E. was talking with her niece, M., so we didn't want to interrupt, but M. called us in because she wanted to see me. It turns out that M.'s afraid of cats! She wasn't afraid of me, though! :) >^..^< She wanted to know all about me, my training, and exactly what my job is. S., who is that E.'s roommate now but used to live upstairs, was telling M. all about me and S. and I demonstrated together how I love to snuggle on beds and with my friends. We also showed how I ask for pets by putting my paw up to tap the person. M. was very impressed, and told our supervisor that. She also told our supervisor that her aunt E. loves when I and the therapy dogs come to visit, always calling her after the visit to tell her all about it!
We went upstairs to see P., who was very glad to see us. I visited with her for a long time, staying just within arm's reach so she could scratch my ears. I played a game with her with my tail. Not the regular game of tails, but a different game. She likes to hold onto my tail, wagging it back and forth, then letting it go. She'll pet me from my head to my tail, then hold my tail again and let it go. I slap her hand with my tail, then she pets me from head to tail and holds my tail again. We play this way because she is visually-impaired. I know she can't see my tail well enough to play regular tails, so I play this only with her. In the hallway, we visited with two new friends. I might see them again, if they want to visit with me next time.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Torbie Thursday: Miss Marble's Weather Report
Miss Marble writes:
This picture that Mommy took is what my world looked like the past three days! It's now back to normal: wet, cold, and windy. This white stuff is called "snow", and it sticks to my fur! It's very cold and wet, and turns to water when I lick it. I can't walk anywhere when it snows, but I can pounce in it. It's hard to catch mice in snow, I found out yesterday. I pounced from the deck onto a mouse, but then it slipped from under my paws. I'd bitten it, so it couldn't get far, but after I got it again I looked at my sister and at Mommy (who was watching from the door), asking for explanations on why my mouse almost got away! My sister was as confused as I was, and Mommy was laughing! My sister and I ignored Mommy and went under the deck to eat my mouse.
I've been coming inside more and more, now that it's been snowing. There is a lot of new stuff inside! There are things called toys! I like rolling toys, I've discovered, because my auntie Freya keeps rolling them to me to play with after she demonstrates how they work. I like a ball that used to flash, so the humans keep that by the door for me. Auntie Freya gave me one of her special toys, which she calls a roller! Actually gave me it! It's the core of a roll of doggie poop bags, but she loves to play with the roller (the core), and now so do I! Auntie Freya brought it out to show me, then pawed it around in the dining room so I could see how it works. Then she pawed it to me! I wasn't quite sure if it was ok for me to play with it, so I looked at her, then at the roller, then at Mommy. Mommy hit the roller with her shoe, and then I batted it with my paw. Fun! I batted it even more, then picked it up in my mouth and carried it a little closer to the door. I batted it some more, then picked it up in my mouth again, inching it even closer. Mommy opened the door and I took my special toy out into my world! My first favorite toy, besides natural things! I've played with grasses, rope, and other outside things, but this is my special, inside toy that my auntie gave me!
There is something called a heat vent inside, just on the other side of the door, that keeps the house warm. I like to stand by it and play with the blinds as they move in the wind. Striped Girl and I have learned that the spot outside across the door from the vent is the warmest spot to stand, but now I know why! I still get a bit nervous when the heat starts up, because it makes a whooshing noise, but then I like to play with the blinds as they move.
Daddy has been shutting the door when I come inside, to keep the warm air in. Mommy has, too, but Daddy makes a game out of it. I come inside, the door shuts, then I paw at it and wiggle. The door opens and I bat at the track and at the door. I go outside, come back in, and the game starts all over again! I get so into the game that I sometimes forget that I'm not supposed to bite the humans. They understand, though. When that happens, they tell me it's time for me to be outside for a while to calm down. I get to come inside again later, though! I'm even beginning to purr out loud when I'm petted inside.
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