Domestic Shorthair/Domestic Shorthair
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Home:Tampa, FL  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 6 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 7 lbs.

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Stinky, Stink-Face, Loud Mouth, Boo-Boo, Monkey Man

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-part feral-cat rescue

January 18th 2010


Feeling safe and getting lots of attention.

Loud noises, people moving too quickly.

Favorite Toy:
His purple Kong Wubba - he will fight with it for hours!

Favorite Nap Spot:
Inside the "hut" on his cat tree.

Favorite Food:
He's transitioning to raw - but still eats plenty of quality canned foods.

He's obviously pretty skilled at seeking out the suckers who will fall in love with him and rescue him from the sad life of a feral cat. (I swear I have a tattoo on my forehead that reads SUCKER in ink that is only able to be seen by stray cats!)


Arrival Story:
Like his feline siblings Olivia & Tanner, Finn entered my life by choosing to make my office his "home." I arrived at work on a Monday morning and found him lying at the edge of the parking lot, so still, and so emaciated, that I first thought he was dead. Fortunately he wasn't, and with the help of the Humane Society of Tampa Bay who loaned me a Hav-A-Heart trap, he was duly captured. As Olivia and Tanner were before him, he was painfully thin, filthy, and crawling with fleas, but once bathed and de-flead was quite a handsome specimen. My fear, though, was that being a slightly older kitten, he would be difficult to socialize, as well as hard to find placement for with a cat rescue, especially since he is black (always harder to place) and it was the height of kitten season. My fears as to the latter proved true - none of the numerous no-kill shelters or cat rescues would take him, and I wasn't about to take him to animal control. Instead, I put up flyers and circulated a copy to co-workers and friends, hoping to find him a home. My fears that he would be difficult to "tame" proved unfounded, though, as he is at this moment sitting next to me and purring up a storm.

I actually thought I had found Finn a home, and even drove him thirty minutes away to what I hoped would be his forever family, only to get a call less than 24 hours later that the family could not keep him. I immediately drove to get him, and though he had been hiding under the bed at the "home" I had found for him, he came running when he heard my voice, and sat on my lap and purred the entire way home. (I wasn't driving!)

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
House Panther

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Help my cat is dying.

I've Been On Catster Since:
May 22nd 2010 More than 5 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
TannerPhoebe, CGCTucker, CGC,
Tanner, & Finn

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Finn's Findings

I'm a Daily Diary Pick!

May 30th 2010 7:00 am
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Wow, how exciting! I'm a Catster Daily Diary pick! Which is great, because I had a not-so-great day yesterday: I had to go to the vet, because Mom said she was hearing a "gurgle" in my lungs. So Dr. G. looked me over, said I was a very handsome guy with a lot of growing to do (I have really long legs!), but that I did have a bit of congestion, so I have to take some antibiotics for a few days to clear it up. I am NOT happy about this because the medicine tastes DISGUSTING!But hopefully it won't be more than a few days that I have to take it.

Other than that, things are going well. Mom has me set up in what she calls a "sanctuary room" with a cat tree, my litter box, my special carrier that makes me feel safe, and all my new toys that I love. I have fresh, filtered water (really important for me since I'm a boy kitty and we can have problems with crystals) available all the time, and room service stops by three or four times a day. Then several times a day I get to come out of the sunroom and explore the rest of the house. My favorite thing is to climb to the top of the cat tree in the living room and to hide in the cushions of the sofa - they make a great fort! And this morning, I went nose to nose with my feline sister, Olivia, and she didn't hiss at me or anything. I think pretty soon I'll be able to come out and be a full-fledged member of the family.

Well, that's all for now! Thanks, Catster Cat, for making me a Daily Diary pick, and congratulations to the other honorees!

Happy Memorial Day Weekend everyone!




This is the life!

May 28th 2010 8:41 am
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So I've been a house kitten for two weeks today, and I must admit ... I love it! Delicious meals served multiple times per day (Mom says kittens need to eat four or even five small meals per day and that I have a lot of catching up to do after my poor start in life.), plus treats, and occasional licks of this really yummy stuff in a tube that Mom says is called Nutrical. Its delish!

There are lots of other perks to being a house kitten as well ... mainly that I get lots of love and attention all throughout the day, because I get to come to work with Mom. She says it is because I am on medication and also because I need to eat throughout the day, but I think a big part of it is just that she loves me so much that she doesn't want to be without me for the entire day.

Also - I have discovered that I love ... love ... LOVE toys! Up until a day or two ago, I was really too nervous to play much, but now I have started to come out of my shell a bit and play with these great toys Mom got me. I have a little corrugated cardboard scratching post thing for the office and it has holes in it and toys dangling from the inside and you have to stick your paws in through the holes to bat at the toy. It's fun! I also have a fuzzy mouse with some rattly stuff inside, a ball with some feathers on it and a furry bird that I like to kick with my back feet and throw in the air. Toys are fun!

Purrs until next time,



Adopted - YAY!

May 24th 2010 12:54 pm
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Hello Catsters!

I want to use my first diary entry to let all my fellow Catsters know that I've been officially adopted! But that's not all - in my short four months on earth, I've already had numerous adventures. To start off with, I showed up at Mom's office last week looking rather forlorn. Mom isn't sure where I came from, (I know, but I'm not telling - black cats are supposed to be mysterious!) she only knows that I showed up looking like the tail end of hard times, and she immediately set about trying to get some food into me. She set out yummy food twice a day, which I ate hungrily (I was STARVING!) but I wouldn't let her get close to me. Except for Mom and the other nice humans I've met in the one week since I was rescued, I am not too big a fan of the two-leggers, as they have not been all that kind to me. Plus most of them are big and sort of scary, and I am just a tiny four pound kitten. You'd be scared, too - trust me!

Anyway, Mom went to the Humane Society and got what she called a Hav-A-Heart trap and set it up for me. It took her two days to catch me, and one time I even went in the trap and somehow got out again because she hadn't set the trap on level ground! Silly human! She finally caught me last Friday morning and I was NOT a happy kitten. I was terrified!

However, after that, things started to improve. I didn't like when Mom bathed me - she said I was dirty and stinky and had fleas, though, so she had to - but after that, and a few good meals and kind words, I was starting to like the "captive" life and the next step was to find me a good home - she said she loved me a lot, but that she had a "full house" so would have to find some other nice people to give me a home.

Then this past Friday, she thought she found one, and she took me out there, but the next day the people called and said they couldn't keep me. I'm not sure, but I think it was because I was hiding under the bed and wouldn't come out, but it wasn't my fault - I was still pretty scared. But when Mom came to get me, she just called out to me and I came running and was so glad to see her. So now I'm home for good and I love it. I've already met my canine fursiblings, and the next step is to meet my feline brother & sister. I bet they'll love me! Either way - my luck is definitely changing.

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