Favorite Nap Spot: her Morgan's Bed! She claimed it right off!
Favorite Food: likes it all so far!
Skills: stealing hearts.
Arrival Story: When I saw Salem (I don't know if there is any blood relationship between them) at the SPCA I also looked at his former housemate, a lovely tortie named Hallie. Hallie was a sweetheart and in the same room at the SPCA with Salem and they clearly loved each other. I was going to take her too but someone beat me too it...maybe things all work out for the best? I hope she has a wonderful home! But anyway, when I went to pick Salem I decided to look at his former housemate, Lucy, who I hadn't seen before. She was housed in a different room at the SPCA. This little girl just stole my heart! She is a beautiful little panther puss who has made herself right at home and claimed the Morgan's bed! :~) (She was also front paw declawed by the former owner).
Bio: I think she is much healthier than Salem and has a better chance of being with us for a few years to come... And I guess I was right, she did outlive her brother. But sadly, only by 8 months. Lucy declined rapidly her last year. She was on increasing medications and prescription food for what was diagnosed as IBD. On August 24, 2015 at 9:30 a.m. she was sent to be with her brother Salem. She had not eaten hardly anything for two days and when I put her plate of food in front of her this morning the smell made her vomit violently - a pick, bloody vomit with undigested bits of the tiny amount of food she ate the day before in it. It was time to let her go. Feeling, of course, like I did not do enough, like I did not love her enough. Like I made wrong choices. Fly free my little precious treasure. I hope you are fat and happy again now.
I've never told momma what my first life was like, my home before I was left at the S.P.C.A. at eight and a half years old and declawed. There were several in my former home who were also left there. Salem was one. Salem went before me to the Bridge.
But it has been a purrty good life here in my second life. Momma told me when she brought me home that I was here fur ever and ever. And it was true. She never gave up on me. Even now she doesn't want to give up on me.
But I am so tired. And I don't feel so good. I kinda want to eat but the food just doesn't sit right I guess. I want to drink, but the water doesn't taste right. Momma is going to take me in to the vet again. *sigh* The fur on my neck has never grown back from the last time they shaved it for a full CBC. But mommas find it hard to accept that sometimes it is the end of the 9th life.
I'd like to have more time with momma and daddy. The young 'uns irritate me a bit. But not enough to stop me from nosing in on their plates and stealing their food back when I felt like eating.
I'm sorry I haven't kept up with my furriends on here. I will meet you at the Bridge when the time comes and we can all catch up then.
Things are very sad and lonely at our house. My brother Salem was very, very sick all of the sudden and then he went away. Now it is just me and daddy all day and momma at night. I don't know how to take care of two sad humans all by myself. I'm just one little black cat.
I'm so excited! I get to write a diary! :D I hope all my furriends are doing well?
Things are good fur me! :) I pee just outside the box a lot and momma and daddy don't like that... they even took me to the vet and he said I had and inflamed bladder and gave me antibiotics and and anti-inflammatory drug but I'm still peeing just outside the box. I won't tell momma and daddy why.
Momma says I'm fat. But the vet said I'm maintaining my weight nicely. pppllllffff! I get a dirty bottom a lot. *blushes* Momma says: "What do you do??? Sit down on your poop???"
Fortunately momma and daddy think I am about the cutest thing in a fur coat they've ever seen so I can get away with peeing on the floor and having a poopy bottom. MOL!