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Mango's mom needs some luvs....

August 14th 2012 8:11 am
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Hello Furs!

Mango and her Mom just contacted us! Mango's mom is sounding a little sad. She's been coping with alot.

Mango is now a year old! The bad news is that because she is high risk, a spay is not recommended, but she is going in and out of heat, and is miserable and making everyone else so, too. Can anyone suggest a way to help?

Please, everyone, reach out to Mango and her mom...she sounds so sad, and we have all been there...

love and light,


The story of Alistar....for all who have watched a cat go to- the Bridge...and why Miracles surely occur.

August 7th 2012 8:05 am
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Hi Furs,
Wanted to try to cheer those of you and your folks who have seen one of their own take leave for the Bridge. It's never easy, but this is something that happened when Mommy was still working at the Humane, at the no kill shelter there.

They had a cat there named Alistar. He was a big orange cat with a rumbling purr and tattered ears. He had lived for a long time in back of the last of the warehoouses in the meat packing district, so was never hungry. But no one owned him, and when the warehouse closed the owner of the place bought Alistar to the Humane Society and asked if they would take him for adoption.

They did. Now most people coming in wanted kittens, but one day a lady came in, and saw Alister. She sat down right in the middle of the floor with him, and he rolled on his back and put his paws on her face.

She told Mommy that he was her cat, that they understood each other. The lady had two other cats, and she took Alistar home, and he was bigger than either, but he was very nice to them. She said he walked in and he was a part of the house, the cats came up and LICKED him. She said she was amazed.

Alistar was very mellow and friendly to everybody. He loved the lady and her husband, and the husband even got him to 'fetch' little toys and birng them to him. Alistar went everywhere with them. At the age of about 10 he was a big strong healthy cat with much purrsonality.

And he loved the lady's niece, a little girl named Amanda. She was 10, too, and would say to her aunt 'Alistar and me are the same age, we are best friends'.

Then one day the little girl passed out in school. She was taken to the hospital, and they did all sorts of tests, and then bad news came. The little girl was sick, she had Cancer and it was very very bad. They made an appointment for her to have surgery, but it 'didn't look good'. Everyone was sad. No one told the little girl, but Alistar was exceptionally affectionate.

And then, the week before she was to have the surgery, Alistar unexpectedly left for the Bridge. He was running across the kitchen floor and then all of a sudden fell to the floor. He was gone.

It was a double tragedy, and no one could stop crying. They told the little girl, very gently, and she cried too. She kept saying 'Alistar, come back. Alistar, I love you. Alistar, we are both 10, you can't leave."

To cheer the little girl up, and eveyrone else, too, before the surgery, the Lady and her husband decided to take the little girl and her mom and dad and all their cats to a house by the sea where they had a garden outside and lots of flowers and the ocean nearby to swim in.

Well, they all went, and the cats at once were plarying and frisking. The lady was surprised they did not seem to miss Alistar, and she thought how callous they were. Her husband was quiet and then one morning when they were making the coffee that weekend, that he had seen a flash of orange on the kitchen counter when he had come in. Now Alistar had always loved the kitchen counter, and was always in trouble for being there. The lady had looked at her husband and told him that it was just wishful thinking. But the husband said that the cats saw Alistar, and he had seen them playing with him.

She thought he was just mising Alistar and didn't say anything. And somehow, it seemed easier being there, in this house.

The day before they were to go back, the little girl was walking with her motehr in the garden. The garden was big, and they were right near the herbs and in back of them were the roses.

All of a sudden, the little girl stopped. She stared in front of her, and then pointed.

A few feet away stood a large orange cat with battered ears. He was solid, he was real, he was watching them with the look they knew.

Alistar! the little girl yelled.

And as she did the cat began to saunter towards them, a saunter that became a run.

Three feet away, he gathered himself and leapt high, as thoough he was going to leap into the little girls arms.

And then....there was only the breeze, all sound was stopped.

He was gone.

They looked in back of them, they searched around them. They looked everywhere.

There was no Cat.

The little girls mother knew what she had seen. So did the little girl. But no sign of the cat was anywhere to be found.

The Mom told the Aunt who didn't say anything. She thought they were suffering from delayed grief, but the little girl seemed to perk right up.

the next day, they drove back to the city to the hospital for the girl to have her pre op surgery prep.

She was there all day, and they had her in a room. Her mom and aunt and dad and father were there...and were puzzled and worried because the doctors did not talk with them all day, but kept them waiting downstairs.

Finally, the doctor that was to do the surgery came with the head surgeon and they told the little girls mom that he did not understand it, but they had run the tests three times and the reason they had been so long was they had a specialist from another place come to confirm it because they could not believe it....


The doctors couldn't explain it.

They told the mom they recommended a follow up for the little girl with her regular doctor monthly, but they could not explain it...but the little girl was fine.

She could go home.

The mom went up to the room. She saw the little girl on the bed, and the little girl looked up at her mom and smiled. The mother told the little girl that she was fine, she didn't have to have an operation, they could go home.

The little girl nodded. She said "I know Mom. Alistar told me I was fine. He went through me yesterday and made me better. He told me that I was ok." She laughed and told her mother 'You see, Mom, he was my angel. He needed to go back to make me well."

When she was helping the little girl get dressed, she saw a red mark on the little girls stomach. It looked like a pawprint.

Then years passed. The little girl grew into a college age girl who still has the power of the paw mark on her tummy. She was fine, and has never gotten sick again.

And just this year found an orange cat with battered ears and gold eyes in a local shelter.

She named him Alistar.

This story was told to Mommy by the Lady who had originally Adopted Alistar.

She now has 8 cats.


Catnip Cakes-thank you all!!!!

August 7th 2012 7:21 am
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Now how about Tuna Steaks for Caterday?


Squeaker needs purrs , big time ....Blizzards- brother-diagnosed with Wet FIP

July 30th 2012 5:05 pm
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Hi everyone,
Blizzards dad who's having trouble posting here for Bliz has sad news....Blizzards brother-the cat he's closest to in the world, was diagnosed with the wet form of FIP. They are going to fight it, and do what they can, which means draining and medicine. His daddy is dropping Squeaker off tomorrow before work and picking him up afterward.

As mommy and Blizzards dad were speaking, Blizzard and Squeaker were curled up together.

Lets all rally together...and send out some good strong purrs....for a very special cat and his family.

Power of the Paw, Squeaker. Power of the Paw.

love and light,


our new car is 21 years old and it has lots of space for us- in it!

July 25th 2012 8:36 am
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Hi everyone,
Mommy and Daddy finally bought a new 'old' car. Mommy was the one that saw it. She liked it cause it was very 'reasonable'. Well, Daddy said it should be-it's 21 years old.
However, the man who had it loved it. He is moving to Fl with his other old car, also a Jeep.
Mommy liked all the room in the back, which is good for us. The air conditioner needs to be fixed for us, mainly. But this now will allow Daddy and Mommy to get us to the (gulp) vet faster and easier and pick up food for us more easily.
Its not a fancy car at all, and I think Daddy's a little ashamed because it's old and worn. But I think that since it was loved and cared for it will be fine, and Mommy said that right now they are driving what they can afford, and she's a strong workhorse with no nonsense about her...the car, that is.
I'm doing ok though my eye is still being may be a chronic thing throughout my life. Mommy said they can now get Smokie out to the vet on Long Island for him to be seen about his mouth.

Furs....for all of you out there who can, will you spread the word that shelters out there are in great great need of foster homes for us? Many rescues will pay for food and medical care if your folks can foster a fur. It saves really does.

And for those of us out there who's families can...please, please adopt. There are even little Siamese kittens for adoption at our local city shelter. These cats have only a short while before they are euthanized. We don't want to depress anyone, but we do want those who might not know that there are all sorts of cats for adoption at their local shelters...til there are none, adopt one...

love, light and mak blessings abound,


Tilly Mint the Fairie Cat

July 23rd 2012 6:35 pm
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There's a magikal place where gardens grow wild
and amoung the flowers a fairie cat child
A young fey little kitty with a rumbling purr
with kits Tommy and Timmy of softest cat fur
And the sweet little momcat who danced in the ferms
By the name of Tilly Mint she had no concerns

For Fairie cats wander between here and there
They purr and they leap and they haven't a care
They roll in the clover, leap the garden stones
Frisking and weaving they are never alone
They chase round the butterflies, leaping in the air
And our Tilly Mint well was both lovely and fair

And she found her family, she picked them you see
For Tilly Mint's a fairie cat that loved to fly free
She found a magick Mommy and a Wise daddy too
For Tilly Mint's a Soul Guardian of the softest hue
She pulled down Cat Magick, she sent out her purrs
Our little Tilly Mint is the best of the Furs!

But Fairie Cats are fey creatures, they live in between
Of so many sparkling worlds in many shades of green
'I've just come for awhile' she whispered in Cat
As with a soft purr she said 'Imagine that-my mommy found her path, up that hill we call life, and you know now Mommy,
I'll always be all right...
For I led you where you would not perhaps go
I taught you to laugh and to cry and to Know
I wandered your heart, and I'm part of your Soul
You, yes you're Fairie born and you were my goal
We're a part of each other, this plane won't change that
For you see, My dear Mommy, I'm all the Magick of Cat

And Tilly touched noses to me here tonight,
She purred and she frisked and she played with Delight
She refreshed my heart, she renewed my spark
For Cornwall Cat Fairies are full of spunk and heart

So My Tilly Mint, I watch as you run,
then spread out rainbow wings as you enjoy your fun
Learning to fly with your glossimar wings
Sprinkling your fairie dust and magickal things
And say 'Ruffy tell Mommy, I'm not far from her call...
You see, my dear Mommy-I never left you at all.'

For our Tilly Mint. I salute you, my dear, fey and magickal friend with all that I, another Familar, am. We love you Tilly Mint. We love you magickal Emmisary from our Place.

love and light,


Requim: Her name was Babydoll. Her number was A0939648.

July 23rd 2012 12:54 pm
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Mommy saw her on the 'to be destroyed' list last night at CACC. Mommy emailed the rescue she worked with, then called them this morning. Janet spent 3 hours trying to pull Babydoll. She had a 'New Hope' rating-she had just come in but was deemed 'unadoptable' to all but rescue because she had been growling and striking out.
You might ask why? Well, she was turned into CACC because after 11 years her 'owner' had bought new furniture.
Babydoll was 13 years old. Her 'family' had her 11 years.


Oh, there are times I must question the wisdom of the universe. As I sit here and I touch my paw to the window and I send up a prayer, a purr and breathe in deeply....for I must, simply Be.

I am Cat.

So is Babydoll.

Mommy is in tears. She feels terrible, and guilty. She said that she should have called more than her rescue, emailed more of them. And because she didn't, Babydoll didn't make it out of that place alive.

and Mommy thinks of our Natalie, at the vets now, who was in a case, though in no danger of being killed when she was found by mommy and daddy, but who would probably have died in a cage, for her breast cancer was not being treated.

And Natalie made it out.

So what is the Wisdom of the Universe? That one very frightened and needy and 'aggressive' cat did not make it out alive...

And another cat, fortunate in her own way to be given more time, though not care, in a place where she did not die, as in a concentration camp, for the next group....for the space.

And as Mommy cries into the back of my neck...I do all a cat can in this situation.

I purr. For Mommy. For Babydoll. For all of us.

And I ask Angel Alex to wait at that place, and welcome this new Cat, and tell me, Alex, in your wisdom, in your love....



Can we all help out Boxie and his mom? Help needed to- checking up on names on the HL Purr list!

July 19th 2012 8:37 pm
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Hello all,
We recently pmailed Boxie on an update of our guys. His typist has another job and is simply being swamped.

We are wondering if something Boxie bought up might work if others are willing to help?

If each who had the time could take say, 5 names of cats on the list, and reach out to them to get updates, it would sure help. If we, all who wanted to participate, took say 5 furs each to check up on, then no one would be overwhelmed.

Would anyone be willing to do this? If you would please post under this diary...and post who you will check up on, so the next fur and person will know.

Mommy knows it's summer, and folks and furs are very busy, so we understand that it's a tough time. But we know how much Boxie is loved here, and how everyone here wants to help others..

we send many purrs, and power of the paw to those out there tonight without a home or struggling with health.

love and light,


Elderwise sweetheart in need of special home and purrs near- San Diego, Ca

July 19th 2012 8:28 pm
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Dear furs and folks,
Everyonce in awhile there comes a 2 legged folk with the soul of a cat. Such a man is John Harrington, who does special needs rescue.
John recently pulled a lovely and very sweet as sugar senior kitty from the Devore shelter. There are so many there that simply don't make it out.
Thanks to John, she did.
She is safe, living with John is like living with the Dalai Lhama. But John lost his home and resides in a small studio apartment with, like us, 6 cats.

We would ask any of you who can to go to the picture and post to friends in Cali, or consider this little girl who's incredibly sweet. She's going to need subq fluids and meds, but if you would like to consider her, or know someone who would, please have a look.

Mommy fell in love, but we're simply not in a position to do much right at the moment.

She's a lovely, lovely cat. Send some purrs her way and Johns, would you? He rescues and takes in the most needy of the needy.

love and light,


My tribute to the Tabbies

July 15th 2012 4:30 pm
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So Long and Thanks for All the Fish

A quiet summer evening,
Provokes feline recall
A million miles of small pawprints
Lay between us all
And I still miss you truly,
I don't think I can understand
Why you went and left us here
Was it some thought out plan

And do you know there is a gap
One that I don't like
Too many loses here these days
For us all to hiss and fight
Gazing wistfully at pawprints
From a friend who's crossed before
Puts it all in cool perspective
Can we really shut the door

And if I had just one more wish
If I could ask you back
A million moments captured in eternity
Of funny speaking snacks
And if I could ever ask you?
What would be your wish?
Would you just say 'it's ok-thanks for all the fish?"

There's just no one like you,
No, no one at all,
You take away my blues for sure
There is no recall
of all those colorful memories
I wish I had in a book
To look back and read on doldrumy days
Ah for one more look!

And if I asked you to return
Can you understand
Of a heart so rubbed raw
love lost in the sand
For you are ever special
A spicy exotic dish
But no you left without goodbyes
'Thanks for all the fish'

And I'm a simple Tabby
With something beyond I know
For I sense you in the dark
Of a full moon glow
I reach out with Power of the Paw
I touch you with my heart
For you are friends who call me home
To where we all must start

And cats, well, we don't make mistakes,
Those humans with us do
I know you must miss me sometimes,
Are you ever blue?
And as I watch the sun set here,
Beyond a summer haze
I miss you with a yearning pain
Written beyond days.

And I wonder where you are right now
What you're doing out there
Are you lazing in summer sun
Purring without a care
And if I could just ask you why?
Would it be your wish
To return to us just now,
Or say 'thanks for all the fish'

A day is almost over,
That twilight where wild ones roam
I touch noses to my Forever Muse
That someday will call me home
But for now I see them look over shoulder
with purrs of comfort and faith
for all this sunny coated cat can do
Is heave a sigh and wait

And is the sun setting on an island
Where some tabbies roam
Hanging about in little shacks
That they all call home
They left a gap in my existance
They are missed by all
I wish they would just come back here
I wonder if we called?
So my unlikely Py-rates,
Is there ever a way
For us to frisk and laze once more
For us all to play?
I know that I'm not alone in this,
What does everyone say?
It sometimes feel's that lifes amiss
We're far from that tranquil bay...
Could you find your way to this?
Or just say thanks for all the fish?

So my eyes are closing,
In the hum of an air cooled room
But I smile sadly within,
Stretch a paw out to the moon
And whisper and make a tiny wish
May those Tabbies return with all their fish....

From Ruffy: A Tribute to the Tabbies of Troutown

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