Age: 17 Years Sex: Female Weight: 8 lbs.
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catnip and chin scratches, sneaking outside, munching grass, sunbeams
cheap dry cat food, dogs, nail-clipping, persistent toms
any kind of hanging strings or strings dragged along the ground - YOU know what I mean! Bookmark tassles, too! Careful, she'll make you lose your place! PIPE CLEANERS!
Favorite Nap Spot:
on the windowsill, in the morning sun, on the hip of a lying-down human, under the futon on the wool blanket, in her crate
Iams, chicken, tuna juice, wet food (the small cans)
Indy can pee in the toilet, but she usually uses the litterbox instead. She's great at walking on my keyboard and sitting on my mouse pad, too! She's very tolerant of young children - she's sort of grown up with my daughter, who is now 10.
We finally were settled into our new apartment. It still felt kind of empty, so we decided it was time to adopt a feline friend!
We knew from the start that we would just find a stray or go the pound to find our kitty. After searching the internet, I found the site of a lady in southern Maryland who runs an animal rescue for cats, birds, and other small animals. She had a gorgeous kitten, very petite, smart, especially tolerant with children, independent - and she was free. I e-mailed her and the kitty was still there!
We knew this was the one!
We drove almost 100 miles one night to pick up the cat. We gave the lady a few bucks for food expenses, and named our new friend 'Indy'. And we lived happily ever after. We love our Indycat!
Indy comes when called by name, which I always thought was a little unusual.
She likes to come in the bathroom with me - why do cats do this?
She loves to dash outside and munch a bit of green grass when she can get away with it, but she is an indoor cat. On the rare occasion that she goes outside, she stays right by the house, and I'm out there with her.
On one occasion, Indy dashed out as we left for a 2 day trip for a New Year's Eve celebration. We didn't see her go out. We returned from our trip and couldn't find her anywhere in the house. Normally she would have run to greet us! Outside, rain was falling in icy sheets as it had been for hours and most yards and sidewalks were flooded and puddled. I was sure I heard a cat meowing, crying in the distance as I sloshed around in the backyard, soaked, saying "pss pss pss" and calling her name. I followed the cry as well as I could, and with the help of my husband, found Indy perched on a neighboring yard's tree branch about 15' up! She was yowling in a way I had never heard before. We felt terrible, and rushed to borrow a neighbor's ladder to save our poor kitty darling. Very soon, Indy was saved, dry, warm, fed, indoors, and happy again. =)
Indy has a very unusual coat pattern because she is a cross between an Abyssinian cat and a Bengal cat. Most of the fur on the topside of her body is 'ticked' like an Abyssinian's, but she has a broad black stripe from the top of her head to the tip of her tail. On her belly and legs she has spots in an almost 'stripe-like' pattern. Her paw pads and feet are black. She's simply gorgeous, and I'm pretty sure she knows it!
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July 24th 2006 5:43 am
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Indy, I love you because you're a good buddy. You're easy to take care of, yet you add so much to our household. I love it when you sleep on my back or hip while I'm sleeping. It reminds me that you love me, too. I love to watch you tear around the house chasing what seems to be nothing. Whenever I feel sad or angry, petting you helps calm me down. You're watching me as I type this! I love it when you say "I love you" with your eyes, and I love that I can do it back and you know what it means. I guess what it all boils down to is that one word I have typed here repeatedly: LOVE. There is nothing like the love of a furry feline, for sure!
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July 16th 2005 4:07 pm
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Well, the shots, the de-worming medicine, and the spaying back in May are over. But I have noticed lasting effects. I feel better than ever!
Now that those awful worms are gone, I don't have to eat as much as I did before. I have even gained a few pounds and I'm rid of that "always hungry" look that my ribs had to them.
Because of the spaying and shots, I can go out in the yard with Mom when she sits out there to read. That's the best part of it all. I get to exercise in my own yard and eat grass and lie on the cool earth as much as I want to! As long as Mom or Dad are out there, anyway. Sometimes I play for hours around my oak tree, chasing butterflies and bugs. Mom is usually out there reading a book, so I'll hop up on the little table for some affection.
So the moral of the diary entry is: let the vet take care of you! I know it can seem scary, but in the end it's for the best!
May 1st 2005 11:32 am
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I am NOT feeling my best today.
Yesterday, the family had me "altered". Yes, I've been spayed!
I immediately felt much better when Dad picked me up from the Humane Society, but I felt very woozy until late last night. You see, I thought my family had abandoned me! Here's what happened...
They took me for a long early morning drive in my crate after a long night with no food or water. Mom sneaked me some water, but Dad took it away again. =(
Next thing I knew, a strange but friendly lady had picked up my crate. She took me on the other side of the door while my family watched. What's going on here? I wondered. At this point I was becoming frightened, but Mom, Dad, and Violet were gone. I waited in my crate, what else could I do? Soon the friendly lady came and let me out. She spoke to me quietly, which calmed me, but then I felt a sharp prick - she was drugging me! I tried to protest, but quickly lost the will..suddenly I felt like a nice nap...
I don't remember anything else that happened at the Humane Society...
I awoke to my Dad's face at the front of my crate. I don't think I have ever been so glad to see him! He buckled my crate down with the seat belt and we drove for a long time again. He comforted me on the way, but I felt so woozy and anxious that I couldn't relax enough to sleep. I wasn't sure where we were headed, but I hoped it was home. It was just as we parked in front of our house that it dawned on me what had happened earlier in the day...I had been spayed. The evidence all supported it. The two shots and the pill I had at the vet last week. The extra friendliness of my family that day. The short stay at the Humane Society. The sedation. The small, achy incision in my belly - that was definitely NOT there before!
At first I wasn't happy at all with this realization, but the idea of it quickly grew on me. No more annoying toms serenading me from the fence! No more menstrual cycles with painful cramps! This was gonna be great! Once my incision heals, I will be able to go outside with Mom and Dad and Violet, with no fear of those nasty toms trying to mate with me. And I hear it's better for my health this way, if I'm not planning on having a litter. I've never been very interested in a having litter of my own, not with so many homeless kittens in the world already!
So things will be back to- and maybe even better than normal soon. For now I'm just resting and regaining my energy. I'd better take good care of my incision so I don't have to go back to the vet again soon. I've had enough of doctors for quite some time!
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