Sex: Female Weight: 10 lbs.
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March 13th 2002
October 24th 2001
Being with me.
Having to share my attention with the other pets. She was here first! :) Also, she doesn't like it when I pay more attention to the computer or a book than I do to her!
Little toy mousies. (And sometimes, real mice!) She specifically likes the soft, furry little ones. She doesn't pay attention to the bigger toy mice, or the ones with catnip in them.
Favorite Nap Spot:
It changes every once in a while. Right now her favorite spot is my pillow.
Fancy Feast Elegant Medleys. Also, she likes sunflower seeds, and white bread--she goes nuts if she smells that I'm eating those things.
She likes to hide and stay quiet in random spots until I find her. Also, she is very skilled at putting her little mousie toys in her dry food bowl! She loves putting them in there when I'm not looking so I can find them when I refill her dish!
I had to leave Cornell University for personal reasons, and was living on my own for the first time. I went to a shelter one day, just to look at kitties, and found Ivy. I fell in love with her right away, and thought her name was a sign (like Ivy League school) that she and I were meant to be companions and that she could help me heal and move into a new stage of my life.
I adopted Ivy when she was 6 months old. As a kitten, she had been rescued by PAWS and then lived in a foster home for a few months. Sadly, an older female cat was picking on her and they had to bring her back to the shelter. Then I came along, and it was love at first sight! She has been a very special kitty to me, and has handled life's changes, and the addition of other pets, beautifully.
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August 21st 2015 10:03 pm
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It’s been almost a year since Ivy crossed the Rainbow Bridge and it is only now that I feel I can write about her.
When I was 20, I had just come home from Cornell University for personal reasons and was battling depression and struggling to find my way in life. I was living on my own for the first time and wanted a companion. Even though I was allergic to animals, my family had always had a cat and a dog and I had learned how to cope with my allergies and asthma. I went to a shelter one day just to look at kitties. I didn’t know then that “going to a shelter and looking at kitties” meant bringing one home MOL
But the moment I saw Ivy, I knew we were meant to be together. She was six months old and had been in foster care but returned to the shelter because an older female cat was picking on her. We went into a room to play together and she completely ignored me MOL But I wasn’t deterred. I knew she was mine and I was hers.
I vividly remember bringing her home and watching her explore the apartment. My asthma was very bad that night and the night after, and even though I adored her, the thought entered my mind that I may have to return her to the shelter. Fortunately, I did not have to. I seemed to adjust to her and my asthma settled down. The people at the shelter recommended not to let her into my bedroom to help with my allergies, but the first night I shut the door to the bedroom, she cried and cried and there was no other choice but to let her in. I’m so glad I did.
Ivy was a loving, loyal, beautiful and sweet companion who stayed by my side through my wild 20s, through a move to a bigger place, through 3 roommates (one with a dog!), and eventually to my current house where I acquired a live-in boyfriend (who brought a cat!), the addition of 2 dogs, and more cats. I always felt a little guilty about the many changes I put her through but she handled them beautifully. She was always okay because she was with me, and our special bond was never disrupted by anything.
I always expected Ivy to live to old age and though I hated thinking of losing her, I imagined it would be a peaceful crossing at the vet’s with me holding her paw. Unfortunately, her crossing was traumatic and I am still haunted by the last 24 hours of her life. The vet wanted her to have a dental cleaning and I was nervous. We had a blood test done first and discovered her thyroid was off and she needed medication. After stabilizing her thyroid, she went in for her dental cleaning and all went well. She came home and was happy and frisky, racing around like a kitten as though she felt great having clean teeth. But two days later, she suddenly stopped eating her Fancy Feast. I knew something was terribly wrong because she had always been obsessed with her Fancy Feast. She deteriorated quickly through the weekend and I brought her in as soon as the vet opened on Monday. They didn’t know what was wrong but tried to get her fluids balanced and temperature up. In the afternoon they called me and said we needed to get her to an emergency vet. It was 45 minutes away. My boyfriend drove and the drive there was a nightmare because she couldn’t seem to breathe. The 45 minutes felt like an eternity. The emergency vet did everything they could but her lungs were full of fluid and then she had a seizure. I felt that even though she did not want to leave me, her body was worn out and giving up. I made the decision to let her go.
Even a year later, I miss her more than words can say. Although I know I will love other cats in my lifetime, none of those relationships could replicate the one I had with Ivy. I love you Ivy, always and forever. Thank you for sharing your life with me.
July 10th 2014 11:14 am
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Hi everyone! I have been doing so well lately, Mom says I've really been changing. I used to hide in the bedroom a lot and sleep in my cave-like area in my bed under the bench with clothes on it. I felt safe there from my wild brofurs. Especially Jax who likes to chase me. But lately I've been coming out more, napping on the cat tree in the living room, and following Mom around everywhere. She is happy about that, she says that is how it should be. I've become more assertive with my brofurs and stand my ground instead of running back to my cave. I will even approach the dogs and sniff them if are laying on the floor in the living room. They're not as scary as I thought they were. And Mom has started feeding me my Fancy Feast in the kitchen with my brofurs instead of in a separate room and they don't even try to steal my food anymore. When they're done eating, they sit and wait patiently for me to finish mine so they can lick the bowl, but they don't bother me while I'm eating.
Mom says it was hard for me to adjust to not being an only pet and it took me a long time but she is really happy to see how well I am doing lately. I still don't really like it when Jax chases me but I tolerate it. I swat at him and hiss a lot but he is persistent. Little brofurs are such a pain!
When Mom is in her office, I like to sleep in there with her now. There is a bed for me under her desk. Yesterday Mom put out some pillows right outside her office and that's my new favorite spot. She said she was getting rid of the pillows and that's why they were sitting there, but I've claimed them as mine.
Here I am with my new pillows
I hope you are all having a pawsome summer! Thanks for stopping by to read my diary!
April 5th 2013 11:41 am
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My friend Tink started this tag game. If you would like to play, copy the questions and put them in your diary with your answers, then tag some furiends!
1. Describe one thing your pet pawrent does that you think is REALLY CUTE.
My mom sings little made-up songs to me. I love it and follow her around happily when she does.
2. Describe one thing your pet pawrent does that you think is REALLY LAME.
She keeps some doors closed in the house (closets, the laundry room, sometimes the guest room) and it drives me nuts! I need to be able to have access to EVERY area in my domain!
I am tagging:
Daisey - 1009154
Tutti - 1032064
Calista - 1282124
Emily - 855516
Colors - 1052183
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