January 16th 2014 2:15 pm
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Thought I'd check in today to see what was happening; see if HQ ever fixed the fleas and what do I find but a notice saying CLOSED SOON. If you haven't looked up at the big yellow exclamation mark on your page, you might want to take a moment and read the future - that is, that there isn't going to be a future. Not for the Catster Community at any rate. All the fun stuff is going away and this will become another online magazine with lots of advertising.
Don't get me wrong, I understand that if it's not making money for them, they can't just keep it going out of the goodness of their hearts. Bottomline - everything costs.
Just wanted to say goodbye to all my friends one last time. I'll check in everyday for a little while to see what's doing with my buds, but, hey! - it's been fun these past few years, y'all, so THANK YOU!
Hugs from Samhain, Sleeper, Fearless, Owl, Socks, Spock, Ricki and all the rest of the Ferals
December 9th 2013 4:50 pm
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Mama Alex here:
Today we had to take one of the Ferals into the vet to be put down. The vet couldn’t say for sure what had happened when he examined him, whether he’d possibly been hit by a car or maybe even shot – not an impossibility here in the country, only that he had an injury to his lower spine, paralyzing his hind end. I can’t even say for sure which Feral it was, though we know he was one of the black males without a blaze on his chest, and he would let me pick him up. Given that, I believe it was one of the Sevens - Seven Point One, as we renamed him after the Foster family brought him back saying he wasn’t trainable. I will say that this sweet boy - supposedly untrainable – the whole time that I held him, even though he must have been in great pain, made no move to bite, uttered no growl, no hiss. He will be missed.
October 13th 2013 2:01 pm
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We thought we’d post this diary to say how much we’ve enjoyed the time we’ve spent here, but that we’ll be moving on for now. We will leave our pages up, in case we’re able to pop in from time to time.
As an update, we’re all doing well here, including the Ferals. Owl is growing into a handsome young tom cat – I try to give him the smackey-paw at least a couple of times a week just to keep him in shape. Sleeper is beautiful - in a large way. Fearless is sadly mentally-challenged, but we love her anyway. I am, of course, my usual adorable snarky self. As I said, the Ferals are well…with a few additions. Aunt Bobbie, who was around all winter and then disappeared, has returned. Apparently she’s been living across the road. A grey tabby that the pawrents have unimaginatively named the New Guy who showed up early in the spring and then left, is back acting like he hasn’t eaten since he left. And there’s one more…he’s a 4 month old (or so) black male, skinny as a rail, though he’s putting on weight now. He hasn’t left the porch since he showed up a week or so ago. I think he’s afraid it might disappear if he does and he’d be alone again. The Papa named him Spock – the pointy ears, don’t ya know?
Well, I guess that’s it for now – be well, my friends.