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And another birthday, my first in the Between

March 5th 2015 4:02 pm
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Hello Furs and Folks,

As I sit here, and purr, I am happy-for miracles occur...others have joined my family, a cat that was supposed to be a temporary foster now calls our house home. He goes to my old vet tomorrow for a check up-you see he was older than thought and the lady who had wanted him didn't know he had quite so many health issues-and so he now lives with us. He's about 13 at least and Mommy and Daddy have named him Steamboat Willie. He's really a nice guy-he head butts the otehr cats and even grooms Smokieboo. Mommmy and Daddy will see what they can do for him.

Also, one of the outside cats was taken in-his name is Tigger. He's shy, and semi feral, but gentle and has allowed mommy and Daddy to pet him. He's taking awhile to be accepted by the clowder, but he is safe and warm. Mommy and Daddy are worried about the 3 still out there=they took Tigger in because he had frostbite and was crying.

Please know that you all are in my thoughts-I have welcomed too many good friendss here, and I'm watching over many of you that dance the earthly are thought of, cherished, and loved.

Thank you for thinking of me, and know I love you...
love and light,


Happy New Year!

January 1st 2015 8:54 am
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Oh what a year
Oh what a time
At times full of misery
At times just sublime
And though I see tears,
Weep no more for me
I leapt up up and out
I'm joyous and free

Let go of the old, let go of the blue
Welcome new furrs with new attitude
Don't you see this, it was meant to be
I'm dancing the light in complete clarity

My life was blessed, my life was so fine
I had so much love that I claim as mine
I won't say good bye-it's never that
For I told you once I was a magickal cat

Let go of the old, welcome the new
Hold in your arms the one meant just for you
You have the grace and magick to be
Dancing the light in complete clarity

And so you knew heartbreak,
So you knew pain-what was the sorrow
For I still remain. I watch over you
With a rumbling purr
For I've always told you-
Trust that Miracles Occur

Let go of the old, for here comes the new
I touch your face with my whisker
And admire the view
Of all love and light
And exciting new furs,
Coming in from the cold
With wide eyes and purrs

Let go of the old, leap into new
Let joy surround you and all that you do
Sense my fey magick, my immortal form
For the Cat Goddess danced
The day you were born.

....for all those who sit with with me in the just beyond....
we wish our folks, and our furr family a happy and joyous new year.
Do you grieve us, my folk friends. We are just fine, filled with humor,
merriment and love. Our journey with you will echo in our hearts forever-it is not over-we are attached with a firm filament to your souls. Love us, and honor us, with all you do for our kind.

love and light and many rumbling purrs,
Orange Ruffy, Warrior Poet


A week I've been gone from my family-but paying visits

October 17th 2014 3:59 am
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Well furs,
I'm still resting up-but I've been paying visits. Daddy has seen me once, Mommy and I 'talk'. I revealed to mommy one of our lives together-and I had decided that life, for a very good reason, to come back as a human purrson. I was a tall, bushy haired and strong red headed warrior. I kept mommy safe because this is what I do-keep my folks happy and amused and safe. Mommy said it was as though if she could have imagined me as a purrson that is what I would have looked like!

I am concerned about Smokieboo. Daddy and Mommy have been bringing him into the bedroom at night to sleep. They close the bedroom door at night because otherwise they would be woken by cats roughousing and playing at 3am-and demanding food because the younger ones like to tear around in the morning. So Smokieboo has been taken into the bedroom to sleep with them. Miracle doesn't mind much-he doesn't bother her.

They think Smokieboo is missing me, but they have found him a few times sitting in the bathroom on the closed toilet seat, looking up at the bathroom window. Mommy says thats where I come in-but Mommy, I can come in any way-I just like to make for that window because now I can.

I've told Smokieboo I'm fine, but I know he still misses me. He has many other cats to hang with and play with, and I was happy to see that yesterday the kittens had curled up close to him. It's nice to see them getting bigger and strong-next week they get their shots and then can go to events. Mommy wanted to do it this week, but the vet who does the shots is away for a week.

Mommy and Daddy have been sad thinking of me, and yesterday my ashes came in-mommy got the call, so they will go and pick them up. It makes them sad that I'm not in my physical body but I have tried to let them know it was my time-I am not sad about it-there wasn't a way to keep going and I shall return. Mommy knows, and Daddy knows-it's just the missing of so many years together.

Mommy wanted everyone to know this:

Hi all,
We miss Ruffy so much. But we wanted to thank everone for being so kind. Ruffy belongs to all of you. When he started out writing, he did it to let others know they are thought of and cared about. When a cat leaves for rainbow bridge, he always sensed it-and now that he is the cat-well, he will always belong to all.

love and light-
Ruffy and of course, Mom


I leapt up, up and out!

October 8th 2014 3:03 am
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Dear Furs and Folks,

I've left my body and am fine. I had a peaceful, and uneventful journey. I got to spend alot of time with mommy and some time with daddy-it's never enough time-before I left last night.

My good vet-and he was very good-and kind-told Mommy that he believed I was older than thought-my nails were those of a 'very old cat'.

His diagnosis was full blown feline aids syndrome. He said my immune system, even with all they were doing did not respond and it should have-they had me on medicines they give cats with cancer and I simply could not fight any longer.

I was tired.

Since Daddy had to come from work to be with me, they put mommy and me in another room. There was a nice heat lamp set up and a warm blanket, as well as my own. I didn't try to get away, once I saw mommy was there with me, her face close to mine I reached up and held her hand as we talked-and we did. She knew this was my decision-she and daddy had given me all the natural life I could have and it was a very good life. Not bad for a cat who came in from the cold.

Daddy came eventually. He held me and loved me. I did my best to let him know that I was fine, and not afraid. I was so tired and I told him we'd see each other again. Daddy cried and held me and I let him cry. He has always known me as his special cat.

When the time came, I was very cooperative. I didn't feel pain, I really did leap up and out and mommy said afterward she felt so light-because I was with her and let her know that I was fine.

I'm a very special cat, a Fetch, a Spirit who is a Guiding spirit, and so...but I won't say more here. Many of us are-this is the nature of cats.

I know my Clowder will be fine, and I'll look in on them. As for me, well, I'm going to firstly have a discomfort free nap, and then I'm going to go on about the cat business of being me-I'm always me. I'll probably soak up some sun and meet with those who have gone before me.

And I'll be around-never fear. I retain the title of Catster's Warrior Poet.

I will be watching over those who need it-never fear-and I love you all...

love and light,
Irish Orange Ruffy
Warrior Poet of Catster


The Parting Glass

October 7th 2014 12:10 pm
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Dear all,
Tonight, unless my vet can come up with something...I will make that journey to the Rainbow Country.
Up up and out.
Ah I know you are weeping, and I am so sorry-for me, I leave no regrets. I am and will remain Catster's Warrior Poet. I'm sorry to cause my pawrents in this lifetime pain-I love my mom, I curled beside her this morning and purred. But my body is giving out, and I am weak.
I know some say to mom 'can you do this, that or the other thing?' But believe me when I tell you that it's all been done that can be done.
I'm not afraid, no. I'm ready because I've done this before. I will miss my mom and dad. I am worried about them-because for so long I have been the anchor here. But I leave them in good hands-and paws. Smokie is here, and CK, well, at 3 years old he's going to earn his place-but this is good.
It's all good.
I know mommy is very sad, but this morning was a tough one for her. I have been syringe fed, and will not eat on my own. I've tried, but believe me when I tell you that it's just too hard.
I know Mommy and Daddy feel they should have done more, but there simply isn't any reason at this point for them to think this. I'm old....old in this body and even older a soul.
Mommy, do you remember when in another life you called me Caspian, and would feed me small shrimp and walk with me down a long dock to gaze at the water?
Daddy, do you remember me as Anu? I was the cat of a simple but gifted stone mason, who became as royalty, complete with gilded golden bed and servants to wait upon me?
You see, we three have been together before-and we will again.Oh, I know you will miss me, and I you. But my body is failing. It's not your fault, you have brought me for vet visits regularly. It's that in physical form I'm old, and this has happened before, other times and lives.
I know that as I lay here my clowder comes and goes to keep me company. Mommy has tried to get me to eat more-mommy, I love you-you will always nourish those who need it-and so my mommy, leave that for them. Just know I love you. I truly wish I didn't have to go and leave you-that I could simply say I would stay til we all were ready to leave together...but thats not how it works.
What does the other side hold? Well, you know, but can't quite recall. It's home-and we have been and know it so well. I'll walk with others, some wiser than I, though not many, for sure-and leap up and ascend again to my golden bed with soft blankets and feel warm sun on me and soft breezes. I'll touch noses to others and be held by those who need to hold me here-and who will remember me from each life.
And yes, I will let you know I'm fine.
I know these hours and bittersweet for you and painful. I am sorry for that. I can only tell you that you do me a kindness. You do not do anything but give me leave to go on a bit ahead. You release me from a body I can no longer use, though you have tried so hard to fignt for me to get back my strength and old vigor.
I wanted to say to those who have been so kind how much I love you. I think my last mission here-really-was two fold. One, to help save Catster-and the other, well, to help save cats. I leave Mommy to care for all those who have come since I have been here-and to know how very wonderful that is to me, seeing others come in from the cold.
I've seen fosters get wonderful homes, both here and with other people-great homes where they will be loved. I am joyous when I know that Hemi and Max are with someone who loves and cares for them and where they will grow into lovely cats who will be cherished.
I want to reach out and touch noses to Ingen, who is pretty, and sweet and who has a magick about her in her kind ways.
I want to salute Blizzard and his family, who have grown into a very wonderful and special bunch, may they and their daddy John thrive-Blizzard is now 18, imagine that!
I want to say thank you and blessings upon you to Zeva Katsumi, and her clan and her mom Nancy. I want to purr for Princess Miranda and her family for helping so many others.
I want to thank Platey and Smiley and all those who have been our friends and still are. I am here and always will be.
I touch noses to Gleek and say 'carry on my wayward son and keep Newman in are a gift to your species.
I want to reach out to all of you-and know, please how much I love you and all that, and that it will continue as I will continue. As I've tried to tell my mom it will be as I'm living in another country, but will still visit when I need to.
I know it will be harder for daddy, and I will hope that he heals in his heart as he has in the past.
In the words of the ancient Celts 'Ní Bás an ceann deireanach de na rudaí, ach ar a laghad de na rudaí' (death is not the last of things, but the least of things').
Please be kind to each other. If my time here has taught me one thing, its that those who love us, love us cats, and dogs, have more in common with that love than they do not. Be tolerant, for everyone's here for lessons, and as I send out my shine to those who so need it, I would quote another who once said something along the lines of 'love one another as you have loved me'. Of course, that applies to the folks, not you furs-you already know that. But many folks could do with a bit of kindness, and maybe, really, thats why we wander into their lives, the ethernal guides and jesters.
For we do make you laugh, am I right?

I'm hoping my friend Alex will be there for me, in all her impatience and kindness and I'll get to finally dance with Hazel Lucy and have her acknowlege me as Catster's Warrior Poet.

Somecat once said to me they thought it would be great if humans could throw their arms around the world and forget all the mean ness, and anger, and bad things and just love each other with complete simplicity. Maybe my next life I'll get to see that. Til then, I leave it to you furs still earthbound to get that can you know. You have always had that power.

And as for me-

'But since it falls unto my lot,
That I should rise and you should not,
I'll gently rise and I'll softly call,
Good night and joy be with you all.'

'Dea-shláinte agus saol fada a thabhairt duit agus rathúnas féadfaidh agus fhortún a leanúint nuair a théann tú.

(Good health and long life to you and may prosperity and fortune follow wherever you go.)

love and light and joy,
Orange Ruffy
Warrior Poet of Catster


Vet visit yesterday

October 5th 2014 6:23 am
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Hello Furrs and folks,

Well, yesterday I had my vet visit, but that morning, I met mommy at the kitchen door and was meowing and making it very evident I wanted breakfast, which I got. I ate 3 big bites, and then stopped.

When we went to the vet, he's very concerned about my weight loss. I'm now on a natural suppliment to try to help my liver and mommy has ordered something the vet suggested that we hope will come this week.

I'm still being syringe fed.

Daddy told the vet that I am still walking around, and have climbed the cat tree. This morning, because it was chilly, I came into the bedroom to sleep with Mommy. I haven't done that in awhile. Mommy is going to bake later and put the oven on as she said it makes the kitchen warm.

Mommy is also concerned about me still having diahrrhea, and my vet is off today so she can't ask if there is soemthing to give me. But she may try to get some acidollpholis later...she thinks it might be from the antibiotics.

Trying to keep warm here on this chilly morning.

Still kicking and ticking...
love and light,


Things aren't looking so good-vet appointment tomorrow.

October 3rd 2014 9:49 pm
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Dear furs and folks,

Things haven't been well here. I have an appointment at the vet 9:15am tomorrow. I'm not eating and very thin, despite syringe feeding. Mommy is hoping, Daddy too, for the vet to offer anything....

I'm ok, truly. I know not everyone is on FB, but I wanted to share the post I did for Facebook.
You are all much, much loved. I believe for me, mortal form in this life is winding down as my body simply is not able to go on...but my friends-folks and furs, be assured I go on.
I love you all.

From Orange Ruffy, Warrior Poet of Catster:
Dear all,
I want to thank everyone for their love, purrs and wonder! It's great to have friends.
I passed a comfortable night. I didn't have to take any of those antibiotics, I just got some fluids.
There is a nice warm heating pad if I should want it, and a new warm blanket is on my table for me.
I'll see the vet later today. I may-yes, I may well take leave of this body-but my friends, as those who have gone before me can tell you-I won't take leave of you. I'll go Home. Plain and simple.
I'm not afraid-oh, I am afraid of the vet. He's a nice man, but I've never liked that place, truly.
I'm not giving up or giving in, but this time comes for all of us-we can't get around that our physical bodies only last for awhile, and mine isn't in good shape.
I can still walk around, but I won't eat-I want to, but there's something that won't let me and mommy and daddy have been dilligently syringe feeding me, which I am not crazy about.
It's not making much of a difference.
Despite for a year eating like a very hungry cat, the last six months have caused me to lose weight-and mommy has long suspected, though my bloods weren't bad, that there was something more. This is what she thinks now. To know for sure might involve things that at this point in time would make no sense. I've been on pred for over a week, and when getting it I relax and am comfortable. Today I didn't get it, but Mommy will give it if I seem uncomfortable, my vet told mom and dad to leave off everything last night besides feeding and
What troubles me is seeing her and daddy so worried and upset. The poor man came to stay with me last night-but his snoring was too much and I wanted to lay on my table, not the couch back. I told him to go to bed, as I went off to my table with the blanket on it. I wanted to be able to look out the window, and see out to touch noses to those who have come from the other side to visit. Buddie has been a wonderful visitor, and he and Hazel Lucy shared some of their anniversary cake-and you know, I was able to eat it and it was delicious.
I have walked this path before-we all have-well, many of us have. I know mommy and daddy have walked with me. Last night Mommy told Daddy 'he'll be back if he goes. You know this' . But it's the losing me in this form that is painful, the feeling that I'm slipping away.
But I'm not.
Oh, that I could explain the 'stuff' that I know, that I have carried with me, and that we all bring with us. That we choose, in a blaze of light to leap up up and out and in that second when we have decided to make this wonderful place our home again. We have our mission, we carry it with us, no matter the form. We are Souls who have a body, not bodies with a Soul, and that Soul, that Self, alights and finds where we belong...
For some, it's hard. Don't ask me why we pick what we do-or who we do. I can't answer that-but the Cat Goddess, a Manifestation of the All, touches noses to us and lets us know 'yes, you got it!'
If I leave, I won't miss you, for you won't go anywhere! And I'll have a different perspective, a different neighborhood, but I will find my way to you and I will still be the same, only living on a different street.
I know I'll miss the comfort of arms around me-my mom and dad. Smokieboo has stayed close, he knows I'm not well, and has been my Guardian and friend through this.
But I won't be troubled by the limitations of what have come to be unpleasant. I'm not happy about not feeling well, and in the past I've pulled through. But come on-I'm not a lithe ten year old who was, as mommy put it, 'the tank'. I could take licks and keep rolling.
The best feeling in the world is being loved-and we, who have been ill and not well, know that as we grow less well, our soul grows more and we're comfortable and happy with the love that surrounds us-and I've had love and comfort and am so much indebted to all those who have been so kind!
I know mommy and daddy have those who have walked this path, and as I leap up and out, I will leave them to you for awhile-
and it isn't that they don't have other furs to think about, goodness knows!
When I go, I leave a vast legacy to those of you who still dance the earthly path. I leave my warm spaces here to the kittens, who have kept me company and who make me feel good with their antics. I leave you all soft beds, kind homes, and put the wish into the hearts of those who have not had a new cat in awhile to reach out-each one, help one.
I ask all of you advocate for the 'less than' have compassion for those who struggle, and help Every Cat in need, no matter the distance. Don't shut yourselves off least the pain of a passing make you fear it-for we, you know, want our people to go on and dance the circle with other furs. It's a circle that we have danced and will again-but oh, we have generous spirits, we want you, dear folks, to be happy.
I leave to you all, though I will continue it wherever I go, the mission of advocating for those still 'out in the cold'. Open your hearts to a cat in need, and help those in positions who are in need of help-as you have always done. There will be a cat-or cats who need you. There will be those who have no one but you. There will be cats-and dogs-even, who need your help-push your boundaries, push yourself, and don't be stuck. Open your mind to all of it, and your heart and soul. I have faith in you-my folk friends and their cats-both this side of the veil and next-for we don't leave you when you need us-we will send others for you to pet and love and care for-we have our mission, you see.
I leave to you all, and will join with you, for my street may be different, but my love the same-the wonder of Catsterland, where many of us met. I'm happy-despite the conflicts and stuff that humans seem to have sometimes-that Mommy has gotten to know the humans with the cats-for you are her family, too. Be good to one another. In the words of Desiderata, which I've always loved- 'With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy'.
Well, this has been pretty long winded, and I can hear Ingen saying 'Well Ruffy, you has big thinks.' But please know how deeply your caring is appreciated.
If I pass, my title I retain. I am and will remain Catster's Warrior Poet. My Couch back will be open-but I'll touch down sometimes to curl there and purr in unison with all who are still here, and who have gone before. For my paws have always stretched between the worlds. You all have the same gift-but perhaps, with time, this will come to you all....
In the meanwhile, I'm not giving up, or giving in. I'm hoping my wonderful vet can pull a rabbit out of a hat (how entertaining would that be? ) But I'd prefer chicken-got any chicken?......
Thank you for all of your wonder, your kindness, and your magick! The Cat Goddess has danced the day all of you were born, and she dances today to celebrate life! As those who streak in and streak out on soft paws join and leave, so do we always-be not afraid, ever, to love, dear friends-it's what the whole journey is about.
I love you all-no matter the circumstances, or where it comes from.
love and light to you,
and humble thanks,
Orange Irish Ruffy
Warrior Poet of Catster
Now...and Forever.


ate a bit today!

September 25th 2014 6:31 am
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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.

Mommy's hopeful.

Please continue to purr!!!!


Back home with medicine

September 24th 2014 4:53 am
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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....

love and light,


Not doing well again

September 23rd 2014 4:40 am
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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.

Purrs please-I could use them.


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