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A Catster friend and family desperately need our help

December 19th 2013 8:49 am
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From Orange Ruffy, Warrior Poet of Catster,
Dear Folks and Furs,
I am calling in a MIRACLE for a friend. It seems our dear Blizz Catfather and his family are facing a CRISIS.
You see, Daddy John, who has a large feline household of rescues-mainly abandoned near his door-has been out of work for a year. He has enough money to pay his rent through the end of December, but that is it.
John has been looking for work-any work. His car died on him this year. He helps out with a side job that gives him use of a van on occasion, but that is it and he must rely on Public Transportation in Taneytown, Md, not known for it's getting around by bus.
Daddy John needs WORK-and is willing to do whatever it takes-but he told us this morning-he is frightened he will have to start REHOMING the TANEYTOWN CREW!!!!
Now, mommy is out of work at the moment, so we cant' do this alone....but we know this is a big community out there that can help....
Daddy John is very embarassed, and worried. He's taken in cats others have thrown away, and fed them and paid for vet bills by what little he has left-but it's running short and we ourselves are worried for him. Please, please Catster and cat family-lets keep a roof over this little family's head. Daddy John is not too proud to beg for his guys-he has already sold his TV, and most things of value when any of the Furs have required vet care.
Daddy John worked as a truck driver at his last job, but does not have a CDL license, which costs a bit to get as it inovlves trianing. He was supposed to have training through the state, but due to budget cuts it was 'cut' too.
Please...if anyone in any way can help-we know he'd appreciate it....this is devestating.

Bliz's Catster page... We know that he and his dad would appreciate any advice or help with jobs, or offers of temp foster care if it comes to that....


Updates on me, and a Video dedicated to the Rescue Saves,- featuring some Catster angels and US!

December 15th 2013 5:10 am
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Good morning everyone,

Purrs and loves to you and your Folks,

We are all doing well here. I had a check up and am doing ok. I take my heart medicine every day, and when daddy can catch me, get subq to help with my liver functions. However, I hate having this done, and it's like 'wrassling gators' as Daddy says. So I don't have it done as often as I should. I'm otherwise well, and I've been having some treats that Daddy brings home. Mommy is even talking about getting me some Chicken!

I'm eating well, and often, and have even been my old self, playing and running around, though on cold days when the apartment gets chilly if our landlords don't put up too much heat, I stay cuddled on the couch or a mat in the kitchen mom's put down for myself and Smokie, who enjoy them.

Mommy will be caretaking her neighbor's cats, and 4 cats in the city over the holidays who's people will be away-her friend asked her if she would do this, as a person supposed to take care of them has had to leave town . Mom of course said yes, she worries about kitties.

Mom and I created this wonderful video for the Rescues, Pets on Death Row volunteers, and Crossposters, as well as those who have seen their kitties off to Rainbow Bridge. Some are Catster cats, and we hope that you will go there, and have a look at the video-it's really about all of us who 'come in from the cold' and those who help to get us 'home'. It's all our story. I'm proud of being part of it, myself.

Mom is back to painting again, and has sold one of her paintings! We so hope the lady will love it! Its an oil pastel of her's actually not a painting but oil pastel crayons, which produce a very similar affect-mom took to using them as having real paints around with us is a challenge- (Calvin chews up everything!)

Here is the video link...thinking of all of you with joy and love.....Ruffy

Our Video


Hope is Ethernal

November 12th 2013 2:11 pm
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A Facebook'friend of mommy's has a very special lovely Mango cat. Last week the cat developed a swelling in it's nose area-a big swelling.

The kitty was taken to the vet-and the results weren't good when the test came in today-Hope has cancer. The cancer is fast spreading, and probably causing her to be uncomfortable.

Hope-that is her name-her mom has made the very difficult decision to see Hope off to the Rainbow Bridge.

Oh, I look at her, a sweet mango kitty, and I see so many lives in her eyes, and so many years of love, and happiness. She's FELV+, and this causes many people to hesitate, but not her mom and dad. They loved Hope, and her status was only a word to them.

It's always hard for our folks, probably harder for them than us, for unless we make the journey quickly, our bodies are such that we begin to shrug them loose, we meditate, and begin to make the transition and make our fare ye wells before we go-we're not afraid, for leaping up and out doesn't frighten us. But we of course worry for our folks. They are our lifelines, our folks.

and this evening, a very lovely pink painted the grey sky, coming up in the distance, shimmering and expanding as the sun went down...and as I reach up and out, my spirit connects with that of a lovely, soft, mango cat, who purrs into the Forever that we emerge from, and return to, with a last small playful purr, she turns and leaps, kitten like, straight up and into the beyond.

Love and Light gentle Messenger. Your work here is done....
Your mom and dad have been painted-the brushstokes you left fresh on their souls....marked as yours, as Guardians of Cat forever and always.

love and light,

her moms FB page: =stream


The fight for Andy....a radiant band of light..

November 10th 2013 4:11 pm
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Dear Folks and Furs,

A miracle is needed for one that is a living, breathing, and wondrous miracle...for a very kind, beyond belief family.

This family has made my mom cry. You see, they stepped forward, after two very special needs kittens were rescued from Death Row. The kittens, Andy and Bella were on 'the list' and were pulled by rescuers. But then came the hard part-finding a 'forever' home for them. You see, Bella is blind and Andy has hydrocephalus.

A family that should have come out of a fairy tale-with a little boy-a baby really-found out about these kittens and immediately WANTED them. You see, they are very special people. They have other animals, and wanted their son to know that love can be 'special'. And it is.

All should have a happy ending, right? Well...that's never how stories go...there always has to be the scary part..and there is a scary part...

A couple nights ago little Andy became non responsive. He went overnight from a playing, happy kitten to a kitten that appeared comatose. A vet suggested euthanizing him. But his mom and dad were not going to let that happen.

They reached out to the rescue community, and people began to share, and donate and share, and donate. Love and money flowed like honey.

And Andy got seen by a 'specialist' hours away...a picture shows a comatose kitten laying in the arms of a bewildered little boy...'Andy Come Back'.....
His kitten sister Bella, bewildered and blind searched for him everywhere, and cried and cried....but he had to be at the vet hospital-

and then.....the good vets, the amazing vets...made a miracle....

Andy revived!!! He came home yesterday.

This is a fragile situation. Tomorrow Andy is scheduled for surgery. The vets must relieve the pressure by placing a shunt. The vets are positive and hopeful, and his family are too. Andy is responsive, but it's fragile and without the surgery, this could happen again, as the fluid will continue to build. With the shunt, the chances are excellent that Andy will not have a problem again and will be a healthy little kitten.

What is love? Is it a little boy, his hands gentle on soft and white fur, a small kitten one vet at CACC deemed 'mentally retarded' and 'unadoptable', marking him 'New Hope' only, slating him for Death Row....and across the miracle of a million flashing circuits, an angel named Trudy and Lyn and Michelle and...well, angels who are folks working through the night to bring these kittens out of the bowels of hell...and succeeding....and that kitten, purring beside a smaller black and white one, also saved, in the arms of a little child...

Tonight, I reach across the universe to my Angels, my feline angels who are at the Bridge, and my Angels here, and my feline friends and their folks. I ask good energy, prayers, and if you can spare anything for this little cat's surgery, it would be a stairway of light towards someplace that wonder lives-a radiant band of light that surrounds this little kitten, and perhaps, really, all of us.

Tomorrow this little kitten goes in for surgery.....

and I will purr and reach up with power of the paw to add my purr to all of those who send love and light to Andy-to Bella-to the family.

I include the You Caring link....if you 'follow' Trudy Schilder on Facebook, you will see the details of what is going on with Andy.

For I must believe...Trust that Miracles Do Occur.....
And we are miracles in fur.....

love and light, my friends, love and light
Orange Ruffy

Andy You Tube Link: are y-needs-help-updated-3pm-sun-/104102


vet follow up-my visit today

November 9th 2013 4:24 pm
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Well, today I went to see the vet and it was very unpleasant. The vet was at first very nice, but then, when Mommy said she didn't know if I'd been to the box to pee, and the vet guy said I had a full bladder, he stuck a little tube up a very delicate place and told mommy and daddy I was ok there and would probably go on my own.

I am now back on fluids, 2x a week. Not because I'm dehydrated, but because they will help my liver to 'flush' things out. He explained this to daddy. I am also back on my appetite booster. He explained to daddy I need to be on it sometimes because my heart sometimes doesn't work well enough and it backs stuff up to my liver and that the heart meds might make me feel a lack of appetite sometimes.

I did eat this morning, and mommy has some chicken put aside for me. She also said that I can pretty much have whatever I want to eat rightnow as I wouldn't eat my classic turkey this evening. As we all off it, Mommy is wondering if they have changed the formula.

I'm so glad to be home, and sitting in the kitchen on my little mat, waiting for chicken.

thanks for everyone thinking of me!
love and light,


Vet appointment for me today

November 9th 2013 4:51 am
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The past couple days I've not had a good appetite, and mommy got me chicken yesterday, which I love and did eat, and ate well. I also had some babyfood, and then, this morning, I had some 9 lives chicken and tuna, and then, finally, ate my fancy feast. But mom's been worried about me, and so she and daddy are taking me to the vet this morning. Natalie is going first-she has to have her blood pressure taken. But I know that I'm next-and I never like vet visits. Purrs please?
Mom said to daddy yesterday that it's been very cold in the apartment, and we've all been walking around with cold ears-we love where we live, but it's been very chilly and none of us like the cold, being southern kitties.

We'll update you as soon as we know more....

love and light,


Mellow times, early nights and Jersey Girls

November 5th 2013 4:11 am
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Dear all,

It's been a melancholy few weeks. Neither mommy nor I do too well this time of year-for her, the lack of sunlight and light in general. For me, the lack of Jersey Sunshine.

Oh, I'll go on. As cats, we do. We're survivors. We limp through tough times and don't give in, for our nature is to simply live in each moment, acknowledge the pain, but not give in to it, for as long as we're earth bound, we dance the light, we revel in the dark, we savor the moment-the sweet, the sad, the pain. The knowing you, the touch of a nose to cold nose in the glimmer of twilight, the sensing the twitch of a whisker in the quiet of pre-dawn, as you come, slowly forward, tail swishing, head to one side, and tap me with tender paw.

'It's not possible' a human would say. But not my humans, who hold me close and whisper 'yes, I saw her too!' and smile. And I slide down, to the floor, to find the mat in the kitchen as the floor is still cold. I won't acknowledge, can't acknowledge. But it doesn't matter. And I curl up and wait for breakfast.

And morning comes early, and so does evening, and finds me on the sofa back...and I'm thinking of the friends who have passed, but linger on in memories for their people, who will, perhaps when the pain is too much, reach forward and DO.

Thats the magicick of it, that the pain is the breakaway for them, the beginning of renewal, the urge forward from that unseen fur who may not inhabit mortal body, but has never relinquished the forever hold of soulcat. They don't want their loved ones to suffer, they want them to thrive and to move forward and to love again. Love brokes no excuses, nor does it accept. It challenges, it dances with tiny paws upon fate, and smiles and purrs in the midst of heartache. Folly is her dance, her sparkling eyes full of mischief. She has never acknowledged defeat, nor 'impossible'. The very word, in humanspeak 'I'm Possible', rather. She moves as one can when one has no material limitations, and leaps forward, lingering for a sheer moment in midair...and plants a kiss on the 'M' on my forehead.

Did you know I will love you forever? Of course you do.

And you spread tiny sparkles in the frost as the sun begins to rise, and the brown tiger tabby in the window, his green eyes become emerald in the morning sun and the world we know is new again, and we find soft spots to warm ourselves in the new born gleam. I watch my foster brother stretch in the bed by the window, his eyes fixed on something in the street, the new sun of this morning bathing dark brown fur and snow white paws...lucky cat.

And my human mom sips her coffee, and I find her legs, rubbing against her, for it's time for second breakfast, and even though the floor is still cold, the light has found me, and I know, as I always have, that the gleam of it on my orange fur will light the room with happiness, for that is what we Tangerine, Orange, Creamsicle cats do...and are. We are happy, we are the color of happiness, of joy, of light. We make people smile, we knead their hearts with our soft paws, and we curl around their souls. And now, as I pace into the kitchen, the radiator is hissing and whistling, though still the floor is chill, and I find my mat, and from there, 'meow' softly, imploringly for a forthcoming meal.

And the new day has begun. And so, really, has the joy, which has never stopped.

And I breathe in and gaze up, outside, at the blue sky. And I purr.

May all your days be filled with orange cats,
or any cat, really.

love and light,


Happy and Blessed Samhain-Halloween-

October 31st 2013 3:25 am
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Dear Folks and Furs,

I am up early, not feeling too well this morning. I threw up a little-mommy thinks I might have overindulged with the tuna today, so this morning my stomach is having a rest.

That said, today is Samhain to us-the last harvest celebration. After today, it would be considered 'unlucky' to take what was left in the fields, for the 'other folk' would have claim to it.

Today is the festival of dark of night-we honor those who have gone before us, and the 'barrier' between the worlds is low....for us cats-always so-but tonight those ancestors and others we honor will take their place, and we will run, frisk, play and commune with them.

It's a joyous feast, in some places a bonfire may be lit (be careful for small creatures that may take shelter in said wood before any fire is lit-you want them safe and well)

Many people fear 'witches' but I certainly don't! I'm a 'Familar' and a 'go between' between the worlds, and my mom, who loves me has claimed the title of 'Priestess' since she was 19. (she's old now in cat years-55).

We're sacred to pagan folk-cats-dogs-all creatures. I sit at her side, and today, this morning I got my medicine and she said 'poor boog' and I crawled up on top of the box where her baby chistening outfit is daddy found and am resting....

and in the shadows before dawn, I breathe in and feel the barrier lower...and I know that there will be many visitors tonight...and today-I reach out to all those who have gone before, and I humbly request their blessings, their kindess, their love.

The spirit world is as real as this-there is, to them-no barrier. Many of you know that-you've seen glimpses around corners, butterflies have alighted on shoulders, feathers have floated down to land before you...

Why do you not 'see' the other side? As humans, that barrier is there so you may live a rich full life without too many questions of those over there. If they had only to answer questions and commune, you'd never get any living done, and they wouldn't get to do what they need to either-and you know it's a busy place....

Some do-most of us, as cats, do. We have never had barriers-never heard of them. When we get ready to journey back to where we came from, we aren't you may know.

And tonight I will reach out and sit up on my hinds...and breathe in and then out and say....

Love and light my dear friends-lets linger for awhile yet together, and purr in unison for the good of all...

love always,


The day before Samhain-and the Baboo Kitty has a Request

October 30th 2013 7:37 am
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Dear Furs and Folks,

Today I've had some special Nine Lives tuna. Mom found I like it, and because I do, I get it when I want it.

Now, today as the sun tries to peek through the clouds, I feel the magick,
which always sends off tiny sparks, descend in earnest. (who's he, anyway?)

I would ask a favor.....

So many have gone to the many furrs. I know their folks are very sad, as is to be expected.

But so many, as the weather many places grows chill-especially in the evening...need homes.

As I watch a tired little feral make his way across the street, mommy holding me, she puts me down gently. 'Wait, Ruffy' she says. She goes to the kitchen and I follow. She takes two cans of food, and puts them in a dish and brings them out to the spot where ferals can eat. There is a colony here, but another lady on the street behind is gravely ill, and her cats have been coming to eat. And there have been two recent 'dumps' who have come as well. We think this is one of them.

I watch Mommy and so does the tired stripped cat. He crouches and waits for her to retreat, then goes to the dish and begins to gulp the food. He eats everything, and then, glances around, and low to the ground, slinks out of sight, down a driveway. But he'll be back later, after dark.

The Rescue lady mommy works with picked up a cat last week who she has with her boarding. He's a Siamese, and has been dumped. He's half blind, he can't see from one eye. He's frightened, but getting better. He may stay with her, as no one seems to want him. He can't get 'shown' because he's not friendly yet, and may never be. Perhaps his last act of courage was to find her.

So...tonight, pet the furs you have. If they have left for the bridge and you are sad, pour the sadness into honor for them...reach a feral who has no one. Adopt the least adoptable. Go to the kill shelter-tell them you want the one next to be put down. Be brave-for at your shoulder unseen stand the Guardians of the Gate, who will immediately shower you with love and blessings and light. You aren't alone, and will never be.

Take up a feral colony, help. Bring food. TNR with others, reach out and breathe in the magick that is cat, that we all are. That the cats who have passed on and turn to gaze back and say 'yes, I've taught you well-dance in the light'

For as the 'Season of Mystery' commences, there is no greater mystery than this:

'You must lose to find, you must feel the loss in order, always to find the immense joy that is ever yet present in a pair of golden eyes in sooty, unkept coat, a fearful stance, a soft hiss that bespeaks uncertainty. For beyond this....for underneath this always, and always will be, your beloved.

Love and Light and blessings,


Platelicker Spears needs our purrs

October 24th 2013 3:15 pm
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He's very ill, and really could use some love and Power of the Paw.

Purrs for you Platey

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