July 1st 2013 8:02 am
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Thanks, Diary Gal, for choosing me for a Daily Diary Pick today!
Thanks, Catster friends, for all the comments on my last diary entry about my dad coming home and for the comments on the other diary entries, too.
Thanks for the rosettes, Pansy, Hilda, Sparkman, Morticia, Toffy, Skylar and family, Pooh of Calico Junction, and Tyson.
Thanks for the DDP pictures, Big Harry & family and WeBeesSiameezers.
Thanks for the pawmails, Angel Buddie, Buddha and Smiley Cassanova.
Thanks especially for the purrs for my dad! Ashlynne and I are still doing our best to help him get all better.
June 28th 2013 4:44 am
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My dad came home yesterday! I'm helping him read the newspaper this morning. He must have really missed having my help every morning. I didn't forget my duties, though!
beep beep beep beep beep!
May 21st 2013 7:49 am
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I visited Dad at the therapy place a couple more times to give him some of my special therapy, and I made some new friends. Some of the nurses like me -- they really, really like me! Tracie is my favorite so far, but I made another friend Sunday when I was there.
They're impressed with how friendly I am and how I don't even try to hide from them. Why would I hide? They pet me! I purrrrrrr. They tell me I'm handsome, too. Prrrrrrrrr.
May 8th 2013 7:41 am
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My Dad's been missing for almost 3 weeks now and I've been missing him a lot. Mom says he'll come back home but he needs more time away from home while some broken bones heal and he learns how to walk again after they heal. I miss him so much!
Yesterday Mom came home in the middle of the afternoon, put me in the carrier and took me to see Dad. She said he had finished his other therapy for the day but he needed some purr therapy. I purred for him while he petted me. I kneaded him, too, and he said it felt good. We both needed that.
I was so happy and so was Dad.
That makes me a therapy cat, doesn't it? I think they should give me a therapy cat cer . . . cer . . . certif . . . paper.
Ashlynne and I are sorry we have missed everything on Catster for the past 3 weeks. It will be a while before our Mom has time to let us be on Catster. We miss all of you!
January 14th 2013 12:53 pm
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I just knew I was the favorite in the family! Today is "National Dress Up Your Pet Day," and I'm the one who is dressed up!
Look at me -- I'm the pet!
September 15th 2012 6:12 am
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I'm the birthday boy today! I'm 14!
There must be a surprise party planned for me -- Ashlynne's hiding under Mom's nightstand. She must be hiding there until it's time to come out and surprise me. I'll be sure to look surprised!
Thanks for the birthday wishes!
August 26th 2012 12:49 pm
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A couple weeks ago our Mom and Dad got to play a small part in a transport helping a rescued kitty get from her foster home near Kansas City to her new furever home near Phoenix. They call the transports "Love Trains", and this one came right through Albuquerque. The Mom of Catsters Senna and family told our Mom about the Love Train... and Mom signed up to be a driver.
Our Mom drove a couple of hours east from Albuquerque to pick up the kitty from another driver, then drove the kitty back to Albuquerque and met another driver, who continued on westward with the kitty.
Mom said the kitty was a very good traveler. When Mom or Dad talked to her, she'd "meow" in reply, but otherwise she didn't say much. She even slept for a little while.
When they got to Albuquerque and were waiting at the meeting point for the other driver to arrive, Mom let the kitty out of her cage (inside the car) for a few minutes. She was very interested in what was going on outside the car and didn't seem scared or stressed at all. Here are a couple photos of her:
(1) Traveling in her cage
(2) Looking around while the car was stopped
Mom crocheted a pink blanket and sent it along with the kitty to her new home, but never heard whether it got there or got lost along the way. That's okay, though, Mom will still make another blanket for the Love Train kitty the next time she gets to help in another transport.
The group that organizes the transports has one or more Love Trains going various places every weekend -- wherever a kitty needs a ride to get to their home. Mom said the experience was fun and rewarding, so she hopes she gets to help again soon. Here's a great video about the group, which is named the Underground Railroad Rescued Kitty Network (URRKN). The group was formed after Jack the cat was lost at J.F.K. Airport in New York a year ago. Jack's story had a tragic ending but it was the inspiration for the URRKN Love Trains:
Love Train video
And here are Ashlynne and I forming our own Love Train. Ashlynne is the caboose!
August 23rd 2012 3:29 pm
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I was tagged by Fearless and Jezebel. Sure, I'll play the tag game:
Who Am I?
(1) Tell me your funny Christmas story.
I didn't think it was that funny when I tasted the Christmas tree my first Christmas here. It's a fake tree - it tastes awful!
(2) Where's your favorite hiding place when playing hide and go seek?
Inside a cube that's mostly dark brown inside, just like me! No one seems to remember to look in the cube until they've looked everywhere else.
Here I am in the cube.
(3) What did you dream of being as a young kit?
A cat Daddy.
(4) What's your favorite hobby? Anything goes.
There's hardly anything better than sleeping in the sun.
(5) What’s your one "bad habit" that you love and your Mom hates?
The only thing I do sometimes that Mom doesn't like is when I jump on Ashlynne and try to bite her. But Ashlynne jumps on me, too!!
(6) If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?
I've been quite a few places already, so I think I'll just stay right here with Mom and Dad from now on.
(7) What is your guilty pleasure? Food, skirts and suits or cars? What?
(8) What is your favorite make believe monster? And yes girls, unicorns and fairies are included. Post a pic of this mysterious beast.
I don't like monsters, so I don't have a favorite.
(9) What is the one dreaded thing you have to do at home? Babysitting, taking baths, entertaining guests....what is your dread?
My least favorite thing is having my nails trimmed, but it's not so terrible when enough treats come along with it.
(10) I’m not so sure if Zach and Zoe are going to have coed ships this year or not, but in any case, which ship would you want to be on: Zach’s, or Zoe’s? Gris, will also be having a small ship (more like a dingy) that our kits could be on.
I'd go on Zoe's ship with the girls.
Miss Minerva Lucille
August 2nd 2012 7:51 am
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The cable guy came to our house yesterday. He gives good pets and chin scritches. He even threw one of my pipecleaner toys to me. He rocks!
I hope he comes back to visit me!
July 25th 2012 7:33 am
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I am NOT a mama's boy! At the eye vet yesterday, I wasn't clinging to Mom because I was afraid -- I climbed on Mom trying to escape from that woman who put stuff in my eyes!
I squawked at that lady vet tech -- I did NOT like those drops! When she wanted to do more things to my eyes, I looked for an escape route. Climbing on Mom seemed like a good way out, but Mom hugged me so I couldn't climb over her shoulder to get away. The hug felt pretty good, though, so I stayed right there.
But then Mom turned her back toward that woman, and there I was, looking right at her. I was trapped! She held something up against my eyeballs!! I really didn't like that, and I told her so. *squawk squawk*
(Mom says: Beepers was plastered against me. For all the squawking he did, his heart wasn't beating fast or pounding at all, just like at the vet last week. He really wasn't very frightened or stressed, he was just airing his opinion. The vet tech put drops in his eyes to numb them, then she checked the pressure.)
Was I ever glad to get back in my carrier after that!
When the ophthalmologist vet came in, first he asked about Ashlynne. He must be the guy who took Ashlynne's eye! Mom said Ashlynne's doing great, then she told him that I'm Ashlynne's daddy. When he said I was pretty, Dad said, "You mean HANDSOME!"
Then he looked in my eyes with his light. The front part of my eyes looked really good, but he wanted to look at my retinas, too, since that's where the other vet guy saw something unusual. Uh oh. I spent all week studying my eyelids, not my retinas!
He put some gizmo on his head to study my retinas, and then he started quizzing Mom about where I've lived. He wanted to know if I had lived in Arizona, where I might have had valley fever.
He said my retinas are scarred from a previous assault to my eyes, either from inflammation or a protozoal or fungal infection. Valley fever is a fungal infection most prevalent in Arizona, that's why he asked if I lived in Arizona.
The good news is, whatever scarred my retinas is no longer active, because the scarring has well-defined borders. If the disease were active, the borders would be messy and irregular.
Those scars are what the other vet guy saw in my eyes last week. So my eyes do show evidence of me having a disease, but it's past history. To be 100% certain that I don't have anything still lurking, I could be tested for toxoplasmosis and cryptococcosis, but he didn't insist I take those tests. Mom and Dad and the other vet guy will decide that.
I hope I don't have to take those tests. They sound hard!
So I did pretty good at the eye vet, for having studied the wrong thing. I don't have to go back unless I start having problems with my vision.
Do you know what, though? He called me pretty again. "I don't care if you're male or not, you're pretty!" he said.
NOOOOOOO! I'm a Dreamboat!