June 9th 2012 4:51 am
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Mommy noticed this week my eye was looking 'funny' again, as in that it seemed red and to be bothering me.
So I got put in my carrier yesterday and taken to the vet. Daddy took me by bus. I got sick and threw up in the carrier, then had a breathing/asthma thing go on when we got there. Vet felt it was cause of the bus ride and me not being used to going by bus.
I've lost 3/4 of a lb from last visit. Vet was concerned because I had lost weight-but I'm eating ok, just being fussy. As Daddy can tell you, I can sure polish off chicken and roast beef and steak, etc when it's offered!
Vet said that I may have some allergy related breathing things going on from the weather, the leak we had in the apartment (mold). Daddy told her there is always an air purifier going, and that we also have an air conditioner too for when it gets warm.
She told Daddy I have conjunctivitis and gave him medicine for me! For my eyes-its in both, and pill to take. (yuck).
I was glad to get home and have dinner.
I'm not feeling badly, so am not sure how I got this!
June 9th 2012 5:19 am
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Did you know that I cam from outside? Did you know that there are still plenty of us outside?
Did you know that every day thousands of animals die in shelters?
Did you know you could stop it?
Adopt instead of by a Cat (or dog, if you like dogs!)
There are so many of us out there. Below are some of the misconceptions I hear all the time from folks:
1) But aren't cats in shelters or on the street because they have a 'problem'?
Nope. Sometimes people pass away and when their home is cleared a cat is put out to fend for itself (my cousin Blackie's situation). Sometimes a cat is bought as a kitten but grows into a cat and isnt' wanted because responsiblity is too much for some people. (my brother Smokieboo) Sometimes people just don't understand cats, or that we need health care like they do, and unlike them we need to be neutered to prevent the behavior they don't like (Spaying and neutering nips many 'bad' behaviors related to territorality in the bud!) Some of us are let out to roam and become lost, or are stolen and then dumped (we think this is Princess) some of us lose our home through eviction, ignorance, or other circumstances for which we have no control).
'Problems' are not confined to cats that come in from the cold. Problems can live with those who come from breeders, too-sometimes more so because many of us have 'hybrid vigor' which makes us stronger by many different ancestors!
2) But if I go to a shelter or rescue, I have to pay to adopt, and they told me that they have to come to my house and check us out!
Yep! The adoption fee covers whats been done for the cat, usually testing for FIV+/FELV, shots, vet exams. Most rescues will back up their adoptions with support from the shelter or rescue and will even accept the animal back if there is ever a problem that can't be handled. The reason they do home visits is the same reason people adoption agencies do them-they want to make sure you can offer a healthy, loving and supportive home! Thats a good thing! We're talking about a life here!
3) But I want a Purebred cat!
They are, sadly, very available in shelters, and rescues too. Do a petfinder search and see what we mean. They are available! Very much so. Siamese, Persian, American Curl, Birman, Ragdoll, Exotics, Burmese, and eveyrthing in between is out there. Why are they in shelters, or living as strays? For the same reason that many of us who aren't purebred are....being purebred does not assure you of a loving responsible home for life. So before you buy, do a search out those might otherwise be killed. (there were 2 Persians, one Snowshoe, an Abby, and what looked light might have been an exotic at the local city shelter this week)
And....please ask yourself why you want a particular breed, and what the pros and cons of that breed are! When Mommy worked at the shelter, she saw many Siamese cats dumped becuase they were 'too loud'. Well, hello, Siamese are talkers! She also saw people want to give up persians and long hairs because they 'took to much work to groom!' Some cats are very very active, and intelligent and interactive, and need more one on one time. So do your homework...and ask yourself-is this a breed I will be able to appreciate and provide for?
You might, folks, do just as well with someone like CK, or Novi, or any of the lovely adult cats out there..
which brings me to:
consider an adult cat. Why? Adult cats, and especially 'seniors' are those most often killed, along with kittens under 6 weeks. In many city shelters, the oldest and youngest are the most vulnurable....
Adult cats are wonderful-we are grateful to be given a second chance and come in from the cold. We need you! Desperately!
And the elders....well, look at Natalie, and those of us adopted when 'Elderwise' and tell me.
So, please folks...and furrs...talk with the folks..and let them know.....
TILL THERE ARE NONE, ADOPT ONE! (or two or more!:)
love and light,
1) how many of you have an adoption story about yourself you'd like to share to inspire us all?
June 9th 2012 5:52 am
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Are you going to let this place get over-run with BURDS?
We need you. Alot.
We also, don't like the articles posted, but to be honest, didn't register them because they were stupid and sick. We figured that Catster is for whatever reason trying to drum up stories that are sensational. We didn't like them at all, and are willing to protest, along with others...including you!
But you are such an important part of this community, and we can't lose you.
Yes, many have left. WE can't argue that. We don't know about the 'good old days' cause we weren't here then. But we know now. And we live In The Moment.
You are Py-rates.
Py-rates don't just slink off to another island and say 'well, so long, and thanks for the fish!
Come on, I need you here. Natalie does. Bella does, Smokieboo does, Prinny does...she's sweet on Tuna (oops, wasn't supposed to say anything there)
CK does...who can train him to be a Py-rate if it isnt' you dudes?
And Daisy....well, Royalty, you just gonna do me like that?
Come on guys. We need you.
We need you.
We need you.
I need you!!!
We love you guys. You are a part of us, of all of us.
From their Mom:
The Tabbies make me laugh. They carry me through times that are otherwise unedurable.
I need them here, not somewhere else, but here.
Please reconsider. We have your back, but please, please come home.
Deb, Jim, Ruffy, and the KG cats
June 9th 2012 6:29 am
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I wanted to thank you firstly, for this site. I love it and love the people and cats we have met here. It's great.
But this week, we got some very distressing news. We heard our wonderful friends, that Tabbie's of Trout-town were leaving.
Now, you need to know, the Tabbies aren't just any cats to us. They are our friends. They have gotten us through some pretty rough stuff here, with the humans. And they have helped us and cheered us on via many cat illnesses, crisis, etc.
And you know why they are leaving? Well, for something that has been botherering me too, but I simply haven't had the energy to approach it with so many other things going on.
It's that your article focus has become pretty gross and sensational. The article that upset them was firstly, the one of the woman who composted her cat and kept his skull, and then, the video of that guy sending his cats body to heaven.
Guys, you need to know, this is distressing to many of us who really love and cherish our cats.
And that did it for them.
I would like the Tabbies to return, and maybe with them, other members who feel the site has changed, and not so much for the better.
As stated, I don't know the 'good old days' but would like to see articles written by catster moms and dads on food choices, traveling with cats, cat health care, rescue (a big thing with us!). I want to thank you for putting Ruffy's story in Confessionals...anything to shed light on FIV+ is a great thing. But please, no more gross stories that are pretty upsetting to us who love cats, k?
and though we know it's not in the nature of any publication/site to do this, I'd like to ask if you would please do something to bring the Tabbies back....they are such an important part of the Catster Community...in many ways, they espouse just what it is.
Thnk you so much,
love and light,
Deb, Jim, and the Kew Gardens Cats,
June 13th 2012 8:29 am
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There was a time, when I was a skinny stray who didn't k now where his next meal was coming from. I was lucky, my Angels watching over me, in the words of the Tabbies of Trouttown 'may the blessings of St. Francis find you.'
And they did.
I'm very lucky to have found this place. Is it perfect? Well, for me, in many ways, it's very close to it.
I have cats here I've been blessed and happy to know. I have friends who we've been lucky enough to be purred for by, and who we have purred for. We watch a new and blessed cat with a lovely and other worldly face find his way home, guided by Simba and Ollie, in the mists of Cornwall...but then we always knew Cornwall was a magickal place, filled with truly magickal felines.
We watch a lovely little Siberian Tiger cat with wide eyes gaze at the world around her and at a large and protective Alexander, the little one asking in catspeak 'hello, world, and who are you?' And we know that Natasha is walking at her side, invisible to the material, but close enough that we can wink, and say 'thanks, sweetheart'.
We are lucky enough to know others care, when we go through the most frustrating of times, when yes, my eye gets to me again, and I'm carted back to the vet, again, and have to endure more medicine! Sigh.
Through it all, through the partings as we stand l ightly on our hinds, and salute those with the Catster magickal salute and see them off to the Bridge, as we welcome another friend here, celebrate a Gotcha Date, a Birthday, a Rainbow Bridge Date, a show honor, a good vet visit, a new victory over illness, we are One. We are a part of one anther, for we all have ancient blood that runs through us, we are Feline. We are Magicik.
Thats what friends are-they walk with you through the light and the shadow, they fly beside you on gossimar wings, they celebrate with you, they wrap their wings around you when they have crossed that Bridge and you need the sparkly stuff they can send. Those here purr when they know you need a friend.
I lean my head against the windowsill and put my paws on the glass. there is a kitty there who sits and gazes back and me...but who is it? Who is this good looking fellow with bright wide eyes, and what does he tell me?
He tells me, in my heart, how blessed I am, no matter the circumstances, to have friends such as you.
love and light-for you are the magick and beauty of what Catster is-Ruffy.
June 17th 2012 9:53 am
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Dear Dad....er, and Dads,
This year to date sure has been interesting, huh?
I wanted to take this time to say 'thank you' to all of you.
Firstly, to Mr. T, and 'Say' Media, which I am going to call from now Say Hay Media.
I want to thank him because he has cats, and loves cats, thats why he started this place, right?
Mr. T, if you are reading this, the Ruffy Puppy says hello.
Happy Fathers day.
Now, to all of you dads out there....
Thank you for bringing us in from the cold.
Thank you for loving us, playing with us, devising games for us so we don't drive each other crazy.
Thank you for putting food on the table, in our bowls, plates, dishes. Thank you for treats, noms, and chicken and fish and all in between.
Thank you for that special hello and hug or pat at the end of the day when you come in, even when you are so tired you can barely stand.
Thank you for saving us from the cold, the heat, the mean streets, the steel cages, the needle.
Thank you for holding our paws, our hearts, and our purring bodies close, even when our times have come and we must cross that bridge, following the elusive tail of Angel Alex. We know your tears, and promise you that one day we will make you smile again.
Thank you for being a friend, a protector, an advocate. Thank you for never giving up or giving in when it comes to us.
Thank you for your sharing of your life with us, and welcoming us in, even when to do so meant hardship for you.
Thank you for always putting us first, even when those who have never known our wonder or magick looked at you in puzzlement.
Thank you for the magick of your self, dear dad, for the kind heart and kind smile, the gentle hand that gives scritches.
Thank you for the midnight runs for cat food, litter, the vet. Thank you for holding mom close when her eyes leak because she is so worried about us.
Thank you for all you are, a man who may have flaws, but they become insignificant to us, for we are your friend, your familar. We see through to your heart and soul and leap into them with ease-
and on this day, dad, remember that the magick you send forth...always, always comes back to you, with a rumbling purr and half closed eyes in contentment, or perhaps wondering eyes that gaze up at you and say 'hi there again-remember me?' when the heartache seems just too real.
For Dad, we love you, and no matter this place or beyond the bridge, we don't forget or relinquish...we are but a purr away...and that gossimer strong thread that connects us, our lives, our destinies, our souls...well, we are forever linked....
and in you this lesson....
there is gentleness in strength
there is strength in gentleness
with love from Ruffy
and your Furs, the Kew Gardens cats,
and a tribute to the wonderful dads here.
June 17th 2012 11:13 am
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He's a sure charmer
Sure born to steal
To dance upon magick
To show us what's real
A feline named Ollie
With tangerine coat
A lively little fellow
Who'd sure get my vote
He's a thief of heart
You know it's so true
Ollie's the man
He's orange true blue
He's got a stout heart
That will never give out
Just beats somewhere else now
I know without doubt
Ollie's mom sure loves him,
She needs our purrs
And lots of kitty kisses
From all us furs
For Ollie in midleap
Left his body behind
He leaped light fanstastic
Onwward to find
Perhaps another miracle for a kitty friend here
Ollie knew what he was doing-though for us it isnt' clear
And his mom needs love, for she's missing him so,
Hurting as she wasn't ready, no, for him to go
But Ollie, surely you know, my bright orange friend
That you will be back soon, for it's not 'the end'
Can you give a shout out, wait a minute there
Come on now little man, you know it's not fair!
And I watched as my Alex, Guardian at Rainbow Bridge
Came carrying our Ollie, by scruff cross the Ridge
and deposited him just outside the window sill
Said 'here he is Ruffy, say what you will!'
So I said 'Hey, now Ollie, whats this about?
Why'd you dash off without a shout out?
Your mom is so sad, she's grieving for you
It's not fair now Ollie, what you're putting her through.
And Ollie sat up and glanced at Alex there
'I dodn't mean to hurt her, I love her-I care!
I love my Mom, we are soul mates you know-
But you know Ruffy-when we're called-we go!
I am a little guy-not too soul wise
But I know Mom loves me, and my heart can't lie
I heard the call-of the Source to me
And my heart just took wing, Ruffy...I'm Free!'
Then he stood up on his hinds and he touched noses to me
'Tell my mom Ruffy, it's with her I'll be...
I'll return before she knows it-with a ticker that's good
I promise you Ruffy-it's understood.
I purred a deep rumble, he shimmered and leapt
Straight up in the air to where the stars still slept
As the sun rose on the horizon he came back to stand
A small orange tabby with many a plan
Tell Mom I love her-I'll tell her too
For here now I'm whole now, I don't want her blue
She's my best buddy, a Mom still to me
Forever my soul mate, forever to be
A Mom, who understands we have more than nine lives
Tell her I'm not far, but I know she'll realize
And Alex swatted me with her soft angel wing
It's time we get back, I'll take care of things
Just tell me, Ruffy, this before we go...
Can I let him send magick, for his mom, you know?
And I looked up at the sky, turning indigo to blue
Said 'Ollie you're magick and it's up to you.'
And he backed up and tensed mucles, leapt straight up again
Called back "I'm on it, Ruffy-thanks for being a friend'
Ollies Mom, be comforted-I understand your grief
It's hard when you have been touched and chosen by a Thief
But I have this feeling, I sense it with my all
That sooner than later....you'll recognize that call.
Ollie my friend, I purr for your mom
Sending her kindess, telling her 'be strong'
We know shes a miracle, and chosen still by you
That Thief of Hearts will return anew.
Dedicated to Ollie:
And his Mom....
Dear lady, lean on us, for we are all part of each other. Ollie is alive, and magick is afoot!
June 20th 2012 12:19 pm
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Its been a time of it, hasn't it?
I watch our newest angelkat frolic and play...Ollie, you are much loved and missed. I increase my purr for Tilly Mint, who's a Magickal Cornwall Cat.
I reach out with my paw, and roll over onto my box in the sun...and say 'Stay, Summer. We need you. We need your warm, and your Magick. We need you to warm us and bring us the Sun and keep us all well and strong.
We need you to bring your wonder to us, to shine down upon us with all your splendor.
I ask your Magick for my sisters, my family here, and my extended family.
And as the warm of the Sun lights my coat to it's own color, I purr for all.
June 21st 2012 9:08 pm
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My dear furs,
I don't often comment on dogs. I don't live with them, and they do make me, as a feline, somewhat nervous. But I know many felines do live with dogs, and they are good friends to many.
I wanted to take this time to share with you Ellen's Story. She recently trotted along to the Bridge, after living at Best Friends Animal Sanctuary.
Ellen was lucky. She was rescued from a rather infamous human football player who had been found with dogs he was using for fighting, or baiting others to fight.
Because of a strange ruling by the court, Ellen was not allowed for a long time to interact with anyone other than 'staff' at the shelter. But this loving and gentle dog was eventually able to welcome her adoring public.
Recently, Ellen had to go to the Bridge. She was ill, and the cause could not be found. Because she couldn't be helped, and because they did not want to see her quality of life decreased, they made the decision to release her spirit.
Dear canine girl, I stand up on my hind legs and salute you with power of the paw. You took a situation that was not fair, and made it yours. You were saved, you knew love, and you were, dear girl, adored by many.
Hail and fare ye well, dear kind dog with the most loving eyes.
Thank you for teaching about the power of love.
Thank you for forgiving humans what was done to you.
Now I know why the saying goes Dog is God spelled backward.
with love and light, Ellen
and to all who love her,
and here is a video tribute to Ellen Best Friends did.
June 25th 2012 4:27 pm
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Just a dash in to say hello, furs!
Theres a pic daddy took this morning on my page of me and Bella together. It's rare, but thats why daddy liked it! He said that me and my 'elder sister' look so sweet together. I'm very kind to her, and never bother her. But today I did something funny..
Now, I'm a chunky solid guy. Because I like to sleep on the back of the loveseat, it's begun to sink. So this evening after supper I get on the back of the loveseat....and I see Bella has left some of her wellness turkey and salmon on her plate and it's making me hungry. And it's right underneath the spot I'm in. So I start kneading...and each time I step a little closer, and the back sinks a little more. Bella goes off to drink some water...and, well, I couldn't resist the opportunity. Mommy turns around and there I am, sitting on the couch that has sunk, eating Bellas food.
Mommy lifted me up and said 'Oh Ruffy! you're such a rolly polly boog boy!'
And then she picked up the food and told me I had quite enough.
But it was good. Maybe I'll get to do it again!
talk with you all soon,
love and light,
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