Likes: sucking on her wool blanket, grooming her Daddy's hair & going for walks outside
Pet-Peeves: being told "No!"
Favorite Toy: electrical cords, ice cubes and anything she finds on the kitchen counter
Favorite Nap Spot: the kitty condo and her wool blanket
Favorite Food: She weighs 12 pounds - and she likes ALL food
Skills: Charming everyone she meets.
Arrival Story: Calliope was found as a 3 month old kitten. She was found alone and wandering the streets. We don't know what happened to her or her mother and littermates, but we have a clue... Calliope has a fractured skull from her eye socket to the back of her head. The fracture is so severe that the skull actually separated and didn't grow back together properly. You can feel the giant crack every time you pet her head. It breaks my heart to think that someone may have done this to her. The vet thinks it was done on purpose. And it may explain what happened to the rest of her family.
Calliope has some brain damage. On the positive side, it has greatly inhibited her sense of fear. She has no sense of fear. She also has some cognitive problems, but that does seem to be improving.
Calliope spent 3 months in the Humane Society, where her muscles deteriorated from spending so much time in a cage. She fell often when we first adopted her. She could barely go up steps. That was hard to watch. Over the course of 6 months, her muscle tone has improved and she can now run up steps and jump quite well.
She is the most lovable kitten and gives kisses and love nibbles on my nose and chin.
From the day we brought her home from the Humane Society, our other kitten Chloe became her instant best friend.
Calliope will have a happy, loving furrever home.
Bio: Calliope loves to suck on her wool blanket.
She can't follow a bouncing ball or a toy that moves fast. Her eyes glass over and she looks like she's in a trance. The vet says it is petite seizures. On the other hand, she can follow dust floating in the air and loves to jump and try to catch it, so her eyesight is obviously good, so maybe balls and traditional cat toys just bore her?
Calliope is also a chewer. She has damaged several power cords and has made us cat-proof wires and our gas stove.
Mommy says that she can't even remember what her life was like before I was adopted. I gave Mommy a purpose in life, that's for sure.
When I was adopted, I was in bad shape.
The humane society "fixed" me, but didn't realize that I wasn't responding to the pain medication. I suffered for hours before Mommy picked me up.
Mommy knew right away that something was wrong as soon as she got me home. The humane society said to bring me back and they'd have the vet look at me. They didn't do anything and Mommy wasn't even allowed to stay with me. So I suffered for a few more hours. Then Mommy was allowed to pick me up and she took me immediately to the real vet. Dr Kris was awesome. She got me on IV fluids and different pain meds that worked. I finally got to go home after a long and awful day.
Because I was recovering from surgery and the complications, it took a few days to realize that I had a severe problem. Dr. Kris said I had a bad reaction to the vaccinations the humane society gave me. (no one's fault, just one of those things that sometimes happen.) I could barely use my back legs and rolled around in lieu of walking. I pooped myself when I exerted too much energy. I couldn't even lift my tail. I would let my body go limp and roll down the stairs. I couldn't get up on furniture and could barely get in the litter box. I'd stare at the wall, cross-eyed and spaced out. I was having small seizures, and Dr. Kris told Mommy to prepare for them to get worse.
My amazingly positive spirit convinced Mommy that I didn't even noticed that I was different from my sister cats. I was so happy to have a forever home that nothing could make me sad or frustrated. I always wanted to have sister cats, and now I had 2 older sisters and one younger sister.
I was six months old and I thought life couldn't get any better than this!
Dr. Kris put me on a vitamin regiment and Mommy worked on helping me regain strength and balance. Before you know it, I was walking... not like a normal cat, but I was using all four limbs! And no seizures!
Mommy started talking me outside on a leash to watch birds and squirrels. The visual and audio stimulation was great for my brain. It was the only time that I would pay attention to anything for more than a few seconds.
After months of positive reinforcement and brain stimulation, I improved so much that Dr. Kris could hardly believe I was the same cat that she had seen a few months ago.
We celebrated every victory..when I walked, when I could hold up my tail, the first time I vibrated my tail and the first time I jumped up on the furniture.
It's been 3 years and it is hard to believe how far I've come. I can run through the house and chase my sister. I can jump up on the kitchen counter. Mommy takes me for walks through the neighborhood and no one even knows that I once struggled just to stand.
I still have the same positive spirit and happy demeanor. I love to be held in my Mommy's arms and reach up her leg to let her know that I want "up." Then Mommy covers my face in kisses. I love being Mommy's smoochy pooch.
For any of you who are facing physical challenges like I did, please don't give up hope! I'm a success story. You can be too!
Any day that I get to spend with my Grandpa is special. And I got to spend Friday and Saturday with my Grandpa. He lets me sleep on his head, lay on his shoulders and groom his balding head.
I was so busy with Grandpa that I didn't even realize that I got DDP of the Day until today! What an amazing day ... DDP and a day with Grandpa!
My Sisfur Chloe wasn't as thrilled. She says Grandpa is a stranger and she's scared of strangers. She hides from him and will only peek around the corner and give him suspicious looks. Oh well, that's her loss. That leaves more Grandpa time for me!
What an honor! I still can't believe that I got chosen!
It was such a great opportunity to meet new furriends!
I got the coolest pic designed by my furriend Tundra. Tundra's the coolest!! Tundra has a dog furmily. I have always wanted dog furriends. I parade in front of the neighbor dogs when Mommy takes me for walks, but she won't let me too close to the doggies. Mommy says they look at me like I'm a little pork chop and that's not good. But I'm determined to have a canine furriend. someday....
In the meantime, I'll look at Tundra's cool pics and wish I had a dog to snuggle with. My sisters would never let me snuggle with them, so I think dogs are nicer than cats. (At least they are nicer than my sisters.)
Time to take a nap!