Nicknames: Hunty, Big Boy, Nutcase, Sir Hunty, Lovebug, Lovey, Crazy, Sir Hunty McFluffyButt, Floofy
Gotcha Date: March 13th 2010
Birthday: January 13th 2010
Coloration: Van Bicolor
Likes: Hunter loves to pounce on his dog-sister, Teaka. He also loves to lick his humans!! Hunter also loves water, he will play in it until he gets soaked!
Pet-Peeves: When I try to wipe his eyes to get the 'sleep' out. He hates when I try to clean his nose, or bum.When I don't wake up when my alarm rings.
Favorite Toy: Teaka, his Feather Flyer, drinking straws, medicine cups, bugs, his catnip chili pepper, and green mouse.
Favorite Nap Spot: On top of the kitchen hutch, on top of the cabinet in the laundry room, in his new big brown bed, next to my face at night.
Favorite Food: Natures Variety Lamb!! He loves his Addiction foods and of course his kibble. Fancy Feast!
Skills: With one leap he can clear about 6 feet. He is a master at stealing straws out of soda cans. Cramming his little bum into the smallest spots.
Arrival Story: Well I wasn't looking at getting another cat, at all. You see, my other cat, Hanna just died 2 weeks prior to getting Hunter. I was very down and depressed. My sister said I need to get out of the house, and she brought me to the shelter, to "look" at the kitties who needed homes. I really didn't want to go in. I saw Hunter with his 4 brothers and sisters. They were all orange and white, except for Hunter. Hunter was the only white medium haired kitty out of the bunch. The rest were short haired. I saw him and fell in love. I felt that I wasn't ready. I put him back in his cage. I looked at the older kitties. Meanwhile, another couple were looking at the kittens as well. They mentioned they were going to feed their kitty milk, which is a big no-no. They were holding onto Hunter! There were 5 kittens so they were holding each and every one of them. I sneaked in and grabbed Hunter ( he was known as "Sunkist" at the time). I knew feeding the kitten milk was wrong, so I saved him from future tummy-aches! I'm sure hes very thankful! I think Hanna played a part in the way I got Hunter. Its been months since I've had him and he's reminding me of Hanna more and more each day. Of course he is completely different, but there are those things that only a pet mom would notice. Hunter is crazy, and yes he has broken a few things here and there. However, in all honesty, I can't imagine a day without him. He always brings a smile to my face!
There is a legend that the kitty angels tap kittens and cats gently on their heads when their new mommies appear and say "There is your new family - go to them"
Bio: According to my friends and family, Hunter is my son. My white furry son. He is my big boy and I can't imagine a day without him. He is a very big trouble maker and I always ask people if they want him. I've mentioned I was going to put him up for adoption, but in all reality, I never would. I couldn't. He is part of my life now, a very big part actually. He has that "two year old toddler" mentality that'll never grow up. He is clingy, needy, whiny, and did I mention a trouble maker? He makes me smile, laugh, cry, angry, irritated etc. Now that he has been around for a while, I can't imagine a day without my big boy.
Hunter is my white, Turkish Van imposter, Maine Coon trilling, licking, sleeping next to my face so I inhale fur, Ragdoll flopping, skinny, trouble making big boy, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I love my Hunter
So I think I've been a very good boy lately. Haven't peed on anything! Mom has been spending time with me AND Teaka. I really don't know why she plays with that dog. The dog just ends up walking to me and expects a bath. Really! Teaka thinks I am there just to give her a bath. Oh yea? Well sometimes I just don't want to, so I smackety paw her head. Mom gets mad at me when I do that. Teaka lays on her back, with all four paws in the air, right infront of me and she whines. Sometimes I get mad and go for her jugular. Mom gets mad at me when I do that too. Then Teaka wraps her paws around my throat and we go at it! She tries to bunny kick me off, but I'm bigger than her, so I roll to the side and bunny kick her! She lets go and then I get the zoomies. Teaka runs in a circle and barks, and tries to start another wrestle match. Mom always makes sure no one gets hurt. All because Teaka wants a bath... geesh!
I play with mom everyday with my favorite toy. I can't wait until mom comes home from work, I lead her to the drawer where she keeps my toy and I whine. I paw at it, paw at mom until she opens the drawer. Then its on! I run, jump, do flips, until I catch it! After that, its all mine! I drag it to a box, basket, bed, laundry bin, so I can hide it. Then I start to whine because I want mom to find it and play with me again! Its a never ending game. Fun times!!
Mom is trying her best to keep me mentally and physically occupied. She was asked to stay over and watch that huge German Shepard dog this Christmas. But she had to say no. She now knows that she can't be away from me for too long. I get upset/anxious and start peeing. Its extra money for mom, but to her, my health and happiness is more important.
Well thats all I have to update with. I hope you all are doing well!!
Hiya everyfur. I know it's been a long time since mom let me write in my diary. We've been busy. Saturday I was bad. I kind of peed on Memz recliner. I didn't get in trouble. It wasn't my fault I swear, I was nervous!!! So mom cleaned it up, and I haven't peed outside of my litter box since. Mom freaks out over everything. She cleaned my litter box before she left for work today and when she came home it was still empty! She thought I was blocked so she kept on feeling by belly. I didn't have to pee. I tried to tell her that Pepz cleaned my box earlier today when I peed. She had to call Pepz and hear it for herself.
I have insecurity and anxiety issues. Mom is trying to keep me as calm and happy as possible. We've been playing a lot and yesterday she found my Yeoww! bananner! I've been giving that nanner a good bunny kick when I see it. Also my new thing is taking my favorite wand toy ever and bringing it on the bed. Then I roll around on moms bed and get tangled up with my toy. Of course mom never leaves me alone with it. She doesn't trust me.
Mom needs to calm down and just let me be the handsome boy that I am and to not freak out if I don't pee and poop on command like she wants me to. I sense when she freaks out (which is a lot). It makes me nervous. Then I end up doing bad things. It's a work in progress.
Good Morning, So I called the vets office about Hunter spraying. I'm grateful that he doesn't need to be seen right now about it. Maybe in the future if it continues. Anyway, I did write about it in the forums, but I also want to write it here for my own reference.
I spoke with Anne, the vet tech and explain that Hunter has started spraying. She wanted to know what has changed in the household. Nothing really has changed. Everything is the same. I did tell her how I haven't really been home all that much in the last 5 days. I also mentioned that there has been a great deal of stress in the home. She said, well, that will do it. She sounded confident that was his issue, although she didn't express that to me. I could hear it in her voice. Anyway, She wanted to know what I've done to prevent him from doing this. I told her I purchased a black light, and Natures Mirace with Oxy for the stain/smell. She said that was a good choice. I also told her I have frosted one side of my slider door so Hunter can't see the outside cats. She said, that was great.
She wants a urine sample from him, just incase he has a urinary tract infection. I don't believe so because when he pees, he pees like a faucet. I'm going to try to get one anyway. I am going to try to be home more. Have less stress in the home. Oh, I also purchased his favorite toy online. It should be here Friday. I need to play with him more. I have been neglecting him. I am also going to look into feliway diffusers.
Does this make sense to you guys? He has only sprayed 1 because of outside cats, and twice this weekend because I haven't been home. Does that sound right? I mean do you guys think that could be the cause?? I'm going to try my best to be there for him and be as calm as I can be. Although for me, not an easy task.
Last time Hunter went to the vets he said that Hunter is part Turkish van/angora. I just read that those breeds bond very closely to one owner and often dont do well if they have to be rehomed. They are very sensitive cats. HA! Yep, thats Hunter alright. Geez... My poor white boy.
Hoping my Hunty does well today while I'm at work...