Smokie Boo Dreamboat #104b


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Picture of Smokie Boo Dreamboat #104b, a male Russian Blue

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"My little brother has grown up, hasn't he?"

Home:Ridgewood, NY, NY  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 7 lbs.

Every girlcat crazy about a sharp dressed man(cat!)

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"Every girlcat crazy about a sharp dressed man(cat!)"

Myself and our Foster Kitten, Ringo

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"Myself and our Foster Kitten, Ringo"

Aren

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"Aren't I handsome and stylish?"

A relaxing Sunday morning

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"A relaxing Sunday morning"

Mom, are you admiring how handsome I am?

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"Mom, are you admiring how handsome I am?"

catching the breeze

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"catching the breeze"

A rare one of Ruffy and I.

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"A rare one of Ruffy and I."

It

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"It's lonely at the top, but someone has to do it!"

Ruffy dozing against me

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"Ruffy dozing against me"

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Nicknames:
Soul kittie, silkyboo, jackrabbitcat, smokiekitboo

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Birthday:
July 7th 2006

Coloration:
Gray

Likes:
eating, playing and being petted.

Pet-Peeves:
going to the vet!

Favorite Toy:
peacock feather!

Favorite Nap Spot:
our bed

Favorite Food:
he loves most fancy feast flavors!

Skills:
he sounds when he meows like he's trying to talk in humanspeak!

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
Proud to be one of Samoa's Dreamboats, Feburary 2013! One day, while still living with my sister, she called us and told us there was a grey cat on our front walk. He sat there, staring up at us soulfully. He didn't move, and stayed there, imploring us with his eyes to help him. We began to feed him. He was standoffish at first, and then began to let us pet him. When we knew we had to move (the house we were living in was my moms, who had passed the year before), we knew we would take Smokie with us. We had to trap him, something I disliked doing, but it got him inside. We took him to a friends vet, as our vet was away and we didn't want to bring an unaltered male in with our resident male (neutered, but territorial). Unfortunately, this vet botched the neutering, and our vet wound up treating our Smokie for a bad infection as well as several cat bites he'd recieved on the street. He had a rough time of it for a couple weeks, including three days in the hosptal, but he's doing so well now. He's so loving, and looks at me with large green eyes. His fur has come in so silky and soft, and he's tall with a slate gray coat and long back legs as though he had some jackrabbit in him! He's beginning to develop a friendship with our other boy cat and this morning they actually played together....chasing each other all over the apartment! It's so good to see him happy and safe after what I'm sure was a harrowing time of the street. We love Smokie, he's 'mommy's boy' and we believe he's a true Russian Blue, and a true friend. He's very smart, and loves constant attention. A year and a half later 11/28/11 Smokieboo is 'top' cat of our Clowder. We have to keep Natalie, the cat we got after him, seperate, because she doesn't like other cats and he once went after her, but he tolerates Princess and gets along well with our newest arrival, CK. Smokieboo claims us as his own, leaping up to the sofa arm when we're siting there, and either climbing onto my husbands lap, or resting his head on my arm or on top of my head. He loves to watch birds out the window, and to loll in his bed on the cat tree.

Bio:
We were told from a lady two doors away when we lived in the house that Smokie once belonged to a woman up the street who put him out because her son wanted a dog instead. This poor cat was left to fend for himself and thanks to this heartless person is FIV+ (male cats who are un-neutered and left outside often times have to fight more aggressive toms for food and females and can cat the virus from a bite). I believe in destiny and hope this person who did this gets a taste of what she put this lovely little cat through. And we're so lucky to have Smokie in our lives.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Rescued cats like me are the best!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
FIV positive cats introduced to cats without it?

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I've Been On Catster Since:
July 23rd 2010 More than 4 years!

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Special Gifts Given In The Past Month:
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Catster Id:
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for 1313 days


Meet my family
Bella My
Beautiful
Angel
Orange RuffyNatalie the
Natcat,
Forever
Princess
Antonia
Llwellyn of K
Louie the
Lover Angel
Guide
CalliCeeCee Ryder
Knowles
CK Angel Ryder
Knowles
Delilah
(Adopted Feb
2012)
Midnight the
House Panther
Calvin Mc
Catster
D.I.T#46b
Paws-
Dreamboat
#104a
Ringo The
Beastess
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An Unoffical Russian Blue by the Name of Smokie Boo


Amidst the sadness of Natalie's passing-my Celebration as- Blue of the Month!

January 12th 2014 8:31 am
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Dear All,

I will never have the aclaim that my Sister Natalie did-I am a different cat altogether.
But the Russian Blue Lounge has fit to honor me as 'Blue of the Month' and I wanted to share that with all of you, for after all, I am a very Special cat!
I am glad, for it's been a tough month for my pawrents. My hepatitis is under control. I am eating well, and doing what I do best, loving my pawrents, playing on occasion, and have sometimes usurped my sisfur Natalie's heated bed.
I am well, and though the mood here is subdued-I am doing my best to enliven it with Me.
I am, after all, the Clowder leader, and deserve to be seen as such-a handsome boy, despite rough beginnings.
Some would ask if I miss my Sister. We had a rocky relationship most times. I will say that the last few months mom and dad were very proud of me-even when she was being, as dad said 'Little Miss Cranky Puss and hissing and growling I did not do anything but walk away and leave her be. She was what she was-and though we weren't friends, we were no longer enemies. I respected her Elderwise status, and now, as I have really assumed it myself, i understand so much more.
Thank you all, for being our friends.

love,
Smokieboo

 

Today is National Feral Cat Day-do something nice for a- Feral!

October 16th 2013 4:49 am
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Good morning all-

It's been awhile. I'm nursing a cold and Daddy is giving me medicine in my mouth and in my eye. But I'm eating well, and just now sleeping on the back of the loveseat. Later I'll get in the little cat bed on the end table.

A few years ago I was a 'feral', though I wasn't born that way. Somewhere, I have 'papers', though that didn't matter to whoever sold me. When my former 'people' didn't want me, they kicked me out to fend for myself. That is how I got the FIV+ virus.

The life of an un-neutered feral-that is, free roaming, 'non socialized' cat to people can be a very rough one. My teeth are gone or broken. I have one left that will be addressed at some point if not to dangerous for me. I might have developed problems with my health outside.

I was lucky. Mom and dad saw that behind my hissing, my desperate frightened scary meows was a cat who so wanted in from the cold but was too afriad to even hope.

When they trapped me, I was upset, and frightened.

Now, I am one of the 3 elders. Can you believe it? My coat may never be the shiny full coat I would have had if my upbringing was easier-but my life now is good.

Today, is National Feral Cat Day.

Do something nice, would you for a feral? Buy them a house to keep warm-you can do that here....

www.neighborhoodcats.org/

You can also find out alot about ferals from this site, and learn how to help. Not all of us are feral...some of us are scared, lost, lonely and in need of a friend.

And for those of us that are feral-we are gentle souls, simply wanting the same things you to-to love, to be loved, to be warm and safe and have our family around us. To be free from harm.

Do what you can-be kind.

I was once that cat....

love,
Smokieboo

 

Update on me.

August 12th 2013 9:31 am
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Hi everyone,

So glad to be back! So, for the news:

I had been losing some weight a few months ago, and it worried mom. She has found a new vet she likes a great deal. Very nice vet who works with multicat households as he has them himself.

Now, dude is a little scary looking, but he's good. He didn't poke me too much, and he said that he realized that I am a special cat!

Now, he did some blookwork, and it's a little confusing, but i have:

1) The beginnings of some kidney problems.
2) Hepititis.

For the kidney disease he suggested azodyl. However, i've been giving mom a hard time about that.

For the Hepititis I am on 2 different antibiotics long term. When i finish them I go back to him for re-evaluation. However, I may be going back sooner....my ears are bothering me, and guess what I got? RINGWORM!!!!

I got it from the brat....er...new foster we have. She's 8 weeks old and a terror. She's in a cage with a sheet over it, only she's very smart for a being without thumbs, and has figured out how to open the cage door. When mom puts her in the cage she tantrums, and mom thinks during the tantrum she figured out how to throw the bolt. So far the folks have been tying the door shut, but now she's gnawing on the tie like a hamster.

Her name was Josie when she was on 'death row'. Daddy named her Ringo. and her unofficial title is 'the Beastiss.' (gee, wonder why) She goes after my tail. I've had to smack her a few times. But I don't want to hurt her so mostly try and stay out of the way. But, yep, she got ringworm, so daddy said 'well,it's like closing the barn door after the horse is out' but mommy sighs and gets out the bottle of the ringworm stuff. And I just cringe, cause now it's MORE MEDICINE!!!!!!!!

I HATE MEDICINE!!!!

Mommy told the vet she and daddy have only been able to get my antibiotics into me once a day, because I'm good at hiding. I actually dug a nice hole in the recliner to hide in, but they have found that too. The vet said that whatever I get is good, and to do what they can. He told mommy that I have 'chronic FIV+/ ex street cat stuff' going on, and that getting me onto a liver suppliment will help too. Can anyone suggest one?
He is the one who suggested getting me on as much raw as I will accept and eat.

Now back to what is important: Me. I am doing well, aside from my liver and ringworm, and kidney issues. The vet has suggested raw, and so we're trying to suppliment our diet with raw and slowly, as mommy and daddy can afford and as we get used to it), add it in. I don't feel too badly, I'm eating very well, and enjoying life. I just hope that Beastess gets a home soon-she can't stay here!

Hope everyone else is doing well!

love,
Smokieboo

 
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