Nicknames: Elsa The Lionness, Elsa Glamour, Miss Pretty Glamour, Miss Glamour Silliness
Gotcha Date: July 21st 2007
Birthday: February 27th 2005
Arrival Story: TWO KITTIES ARE BETTER THAN ONE: My white persian Samantha had to be put to sleep October 24, 2006 at the age of around 15 years old. She likely had a stroke the Vet said because one day, she was unable to walk and her head tilted one way. I thought about her all the time afterwards, and missed her a lot and wanted another white persian. So I kept checking the Humane Society website to see if they had a white persian. Finally on Thurs., July 12, 2007 they had one, named Patty (later I changed her name to Elsa), and I went right away to see her that day. Her previous life story was that she was dropped off at the shelter as a stray in Feb.2007 (they told me she was in poor shape). She was pregnant at the time and gave birth to 4 kittens, all of who found homes. She had 2 white and 2 brown kittens I think. Patty was now recovered and gained enough healthy weight to become available for adoption. Her adoption card showed that she was not good with other cats, but that did not bother me as I had had many cats prior to her who all got along well, generally! I asked their advice on whether she'd get along with my current cats and the lady said she didn't know how they decided on which cats don't get along with others so I decided I would not worry and likely just adopt her. (The only cat in the family she sometimes does not get along with is Tabatha). Patty's birthdate they told me is Feb. 27, 2005. Two cages down from her was my Ginger Girl (called Dandelion then) who I previously saw on an adoption website where the Humane Society advertises. She was titled as "They Named Me What?"; so I remembered her for the unusual name they gave her. I spent time with Patty, and she put her paw out to me and rubbed her head on the cage and meowed at me. She acted like Samantha too. Meanwhile, Dandelion was meowing, and she kept reaching out to me: she wanted attention (she still does especially when she's hungry!). So I gave both kitties my attention. I thought to myself about the policy of 'if you adopt two cats, the second one is half-price" so I thought about adopting Dandelion too, maybe. I went home to think about it; and cried, thinking about how Patty and Dandelion liked me so much. I was sure I'd adopt Patty. The next day, Friday, July 13/07, I went to see them both again at the Humane Society and all the kitties were sleepy - I thought they must have all just been fed. That night I thought, "Quit just visiting them, Patty is sweet and just go adopt her and it would be nice to have Dandelion but for sure, adopt Patty". On Saturday, they let me hold Patty and I filled out adoption papers for her, and to verify adoption you have to call the Society the next day to confirm. Dandelion still liked me but with me asking all kinds of questions about Patty, I did not think about the other kitty. Then, Saturday night, it struck me: "Oh No! I forgot about adopting Dandelion!". When I called the next day to verify Patty, I asked if I could adopt Dandelion too, and they said 'Of course. Come and see her today, and decide"; I was Happy!! I went to see both cats on Sunday. Since Patty was going to be mine, she was already being held in another room and they brought her to the adoption area and also let Dandelion out of her cage in the adoption area to see if they got along well. They got along fine - no fighting. Patty was quiet and inquisitive in a quiet way. Dandelion was inspecting everything in the entire room including all the other cats in their cages so the Shelter worker said it looks like she'll be an energetic kitty. (When the Shelter worker brought Dandelion out of her cage, they said "Oh she's put on some weight too") (and has put on a little more since then!). (Elsa, though she's fluffy, has maintained a good, thinner weight!) I held both kitties separately and wanted both of them. Dandelion was added to my adoption papers for Patty. When you adopt a kitty, you get to put your name on their cage, so that others will know the kitty is being considered for adoption by someone else! So, I did that: and you feel really proud putting your name on their cage! I did not get my kitties right away though, but a few days later, I brought both kitties home on Sat., July 21, 2007 as Patty had to remain and be spayed before I could have her, and Dandelion, though she was already spayed, must have needed to be checked over too. They told me to keep the new kitties separate from the rest of my kitties (Felix, Serena & Tabatha) for 10 days so I kept Patty and Dandelion in a bedroom of their own, together, to get used to each other. They were quiet in the car in separate cat carriers, and quiet in the house. Felix came to look at them in their cages and no one growled. I put the new kitties into their room and they inspected the room. Dandelion got friendly with me after awhile and purred and laid by me, but Patty stayed under the bed. Later I checked on both of them and they were both under the bed. I checked them several more times and Patty was under the bed a lot but Dandelion was then mushy and loved to be loved and given attention. Patty came out to me a few times but she had not eaten yet. Dandelion ate several times because when Patty would not eat, Dandelion wanted the food. Sunday, I noticed that Patty still wasn't eating but she came out and visited me and investigated the room. I felt she wasn't feeling well due to being spayed. On Monday, July 23 the Humane Society said to bring her back to them, to recover more from her spaying. Finally, I brought Patty home on Thurs., Aug. 2, and put her in the room with Dandelion. She still didn't eat (eventually she began eating dry food only) and she growled & swatted at the other kitty. When I was out in the yard, I did see Patty looking out the window at me, so it was good that she was curious and alert, if not eating much yet. She would always let me pet her and was friendly with me and then it was time to let Dandelion out to meet my other kitties the next night, on Fri., August 3. Patty began eating well on Aug. 5 with dry and canned food. Patty had to spend most of her first 10 days in the bedroom alone without Dandelion, but she was eating now and I visited with her daily in the bedroom, as I did with Dandelion. And Patty was running around now and acting silly all the time. I changed Patty's name to Elsa because I love the movie "Born Free" about Elsa, The Lionness. (And towards Tabatha, Elsa often acts exactly like a Lionness!). So her new name suited her!
Bio: Elsa began coming to lie beside me every night at bedtime approximately in January 2010. Before then, she'd lie at the end of the bed with Ginger. She's also now coming to sit on my knee or beside me on a chair more often than before, and it's really nice to know that she loves to be closer to me! She was always friendly & silly and loved being petted and brushed, but this is a new, closer friendliness! When she gets in her silly crazy zooming time, she'll run - then jump on the bed and practically go around in circles on the bed as if she's sliding or ice skating, then stop and look, then zoom around again - and again! Almost right away, Elsa and Ginger became as close as can be, sitting & sleeping together; Elsa goes to Ginger for a grooming; they're practically inseparable. At feeding time, Elsa sits patiently in the little 'kitty box' in the kitchen while Ginger is leaned up against me, leaving little scratch marks on my thigh or knee!
Thanks for all your gifties on my Birthday and thanks to Tundra and to We Bees Siameezers for the photos they sent me; and I gladly posted on my page.
I'm not taking the Prednisolone that the Vet gave a few months ago, to make my poops less runny because I'm so thin and I did not eat much when the Prednisolone was mixed in my food. My dad feels I better gain weight and he lets me eat food without medicine in it.
Later he might give me the medicine if I gain more weight. My dad watches me eat and makes sure that when I walk away, he will bring my dish to me again and again to be sure I've eaten as much as I really can eat without forcing me.
Thanks for all your gifties on my Gotcha Day Anniversary and I got a cute picture from We Bees Siameezers! I'll try to put it on my page. Ginger and I have been with our dad now, since July 21, 2007.
At that time the family was Felix, Serena, and Tabatha. Later on, Felix and then Serena, flew up to the Rainbow Bridge.
Today the family is Tabatha, Ginger and me, and Tyson who came to the family in 2009.
I've gained a little weight on the Prednisolone that the Vet gave and my poops are not always runny; sometimes they are but that is likely because I don't always eat the food when the Prednisolone is in it. But my dad watches me eat and makes sure that when I walk away, he will bring my dish to me again and again to be sure I've ate as much as I really can eat without forcing me. I'm so picky and fussy sometimes and yet I'm begging for food usually before the others are!
Thank you all for the wishes on my birthday today!
I love the photos from Lynzee, We Bees Siamese and the Kasian Family. I'll post those next. Thanks too for the mail, and pretty gifties on my page!!
At my last Vet visit the Vet said I was too thin and my Dad said my poo was always a puddle; because he'd see me going, sometimes. Plus I would make a loud meow out of nowhere once or twice a day.
The Vet tested me with blood tests and found I have a bowel infection. She gave me Metronidazole (drops to put in my mouth). It was so bitter I would run every time my Dad came near me because I thought he would give me that bitter medicine. This is not good when a thin kitty needs to eat more often. Plus, so much medicine leaked out of my mouth that I hardly got any of it anyway. It was so sticky that the fur under my chin matted!
So the Vet changed the medicine to Prednisolone that has a chicken flavor. My dad mixes it in my wet food twice a day. Since I usually don't finish all the food in a bowl, Dad still does not know if I get enough medicine. But the loud meows don't seem to happen as often, so maybe the medicine helps a little.
I have, in the past few months, developed a bad habit of 'sometimes' not always, pooping in the living room. Most of the time it's still usually small, soft puddles but sometimes it's elongated but narrow stool. Maybe the medicine is helping a little bit.
I do use the litter box too. One problem is, when I do the pooping in the living room, it's while Dad is at work, and he's not sure it's me, but it's a pretty good guess it's me doing that.
Time will tell. Time also makes Dad clean up after me often in the living room. I'm almost done the Prednisolone so once I see the Vet again we'll find out if we need to do anything more.
I look and act and run around totally normally though as if nothing's wrong.
Meanwhile I'll run around happy thinking of all your birthday wishes; thank you all again!