Nicknames: Boog, Ruffy, Baboo Kitty (my husbands nickname for him!)
Gotcha Date: July 4th 2008
Birthday: March 5th 2002
Coloration: Orange Tabby
Likes: Eating. He loves to eat. He can hear a can open and will magically appear at your feet, meowing.
Pet-Peeves: He hates getting medicine.
Favorite Toy: He loves small balls, catnip toys, things on strings.
Favorite Nap Spot: He likes the windowsill and the back of the loveseat.
Favorite Food: He loves my husband's fried catfish. He likes most meat and fish.
Skills: He can leap straight up like a Ninja when he's playing ro startled.
Arrival Story: Ruffy showed up one day sleeping in the back of a neighbor's car. They had no window in the back, and the then skinny cat climbed in and slept there. He was very friendly, and would run up to people for attention as well as food. We were able to find a lovely rescue to take him, as we had our hands full with 5 cats, but it turned out he was FIV+. We continued to show him for adoption, but no one was interested, sadly for them, but it was ok, he joined our cat family. He is playful, loving, smart and his favorite thing is eating.
Bio: Ruffy is an 'old soul' and with his funny, slightly tufted ears, and large eyes we believe he's got a bit of an 'otherworldly' feline spirit to him. Ruffy loves to eat, to sleep on the back of the sofa, to laze in the sun and to relax. His bouts of playfulness are funny because he's such a big kitten at these times.
Ruffy is such a gentle soul. As time goes by, we come to realize that he's such a wonderful and kind cat. He seems the most tolerant of other cats, and has a mellow nature. He's truly a wise old soul.
A big solid cat with a soft little meow.
Proudly one of Samoa's Dreamboats in 2012-Dreamboat #59.
Today I greeted mommy when she woke up, I even followed her to the bathroom with other furs.
I ate a little bit of my cat food on my own-just a little, but I did. I nibbled. Mommy is guardedly relieved. She said 'wow, Ruffy, this is good!' She still syringe fed me, though. I like the special syringe food, but won't eat it on my own.
I had thrown up last night-too close between fluids, antibiotics and meal. Mommy is now waiting a little before she gives antibiotics.
I look a bit better, and have been paying attention to whats going on.
Well, we got to the vet who examined me and told mommy I am running a temperature. I am now on 2 antibiotics-metazyole, and augmentin-something that the vet feels works well with cats with compromised immune systems. I am also getting my appetite booster and fluids every evening and my steroid in the mornings. Last night I came home and licked some baby food. The vet feels that my not eating may be do to whatever infection is going on. It could be liver related, but we've also had a 'bug' sweeping the house-a mild URI. The vet told mommy so long as the others are eating, let their immune systems fight it off, but as you know, I am the poster child for FIV+ and get stuff. It might also be related to whatever is going on with my liver. But mommy had directions to syringe feed me and the vet gave me a big shot of b12. I acted like I wanted to eat yesterday. Today Mommy will try other stuff, she will offer me some baby food in awhile. She puts the kittens back in their crate when I am being fed, and she worries they may be stressing me, but when I was ok they didn't bother me so daddy doesn't think thats it. The vet was very encouraging to mommy, he said not to give up, and that I'm a strong cat and not ready to go anywhere yet-I just feel lousy. So mommy is relieved but would feel better if I really ate. I don't exactly like being fed, but Mommy is really nice when she feeds me, and does alot of loving on me too.
Please continue to purr all....
It's been a rough couple days. I haven't eaten today. I did eat some yesterday and mommy is syringe feeding me. I got my appetite booster to see if it will help. I will probably be going to the vet today-mommy is that concerned.
My friends, my pawrents are very worried. I am not feeling well, I appear to want to eat, but am having trouble. Mommy isn't sure why. I've always been affected by alleries, but I'm in a cautious meatloaf position and seem uncomfortable. Mommy and Daddy are so worried.