Tiny Dancer

Domestic Long Hair
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Home:Shell Beach, CA, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 12 lbs.

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The family of ♥ Tony ♥ , ♥ Anna ♥ , ♥ Greystone ♥ , ♥ Sammy ♥, ♥ Stormy ♥  and more!

Tinyyyyyyy; The Baker Man, "My Boyfriend", Gorgeous, Beautiful, etc., etc.

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-pound cat-extra toe(s) -disabled
-cat rescue

Gotcha Date:
October 16th 2008

September 8th 2006

Orange & White Tabby

Belly and face rubs at the same time

That would be another beloved feline here, Chief Red Cloud, nail trims, being combed

Favorite Toy:
Cat Dancer-type toys

Favorite Nap Spot:
Pillows on the floor for him or a cat bed in my huge bed

Favorite Food:
Innova Red

Tiny can walk on his hind legs, actually ran 5-6 steps on hineys 2 days ago, MANY special skills


Arrival Story:
As a volunteer, I went to help out another volunteer while I was in her area (she had 30+ orphaned kittens in her garage w/out insulation; and a couple other cats indoors (Bathrooms), she asked if I could "feed the two in one certain bathroom" and when I went in there, one was on the counter and Tiny Dancer was hiding behind the toilet. When I got him out he was emaciated, poop dried ALL over his bum, legs and stub-tail (He has Radial Hypoplasia), and about 1 cup of crystal litter in the litter pan for these 2 cats. I was appalled, but asked nicely if I could foster him and begged and she said "yes". I took him straight to the emergency clinic, the emergency doctor said I should turn this foster in, Tiny was so emaciated, dehydrated, flea-ridden, anemic, had giardia really bad, his nails hadn't been cut (multiple nails on a pad - w/Radial Hypoplasia cat, if you don't cut their nails very regularly, they will grow into their pad much faster than other cats. He came home and fit right in, I adopted him immediately. He was bones when I got him, now he's weighing a little more than I'd like as he uses his back legs and one forearm to walk (unless he's on his hineys). He can do anything and even with his two arms, different lengths, twisted in different directions, he can throw toys in the air, plays mostly with my cat, Beijo, plays with the ball in the circle thing that has cardboard in the middle (ball lights up) - he can jump higher than any of the others (stronger back legs). He is super-man-cat and I love him so much, like all of my cat family.

We all live on the Central Coast of California. They have windows with perches that look out every direction with views of hills on one side; a big tree with birds on another, and about an 8 inch view of the ocean from the bedroom (That's if you do your fingers to measure, it's more of a view than that,hee.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
"I am kitty, hear me roar . . ."

The Last Forum I Posted In:
TINY DANCER is beyond belief he is CAT OF THE DAY!!! :-D

I've Been On Catster Since:
June 25th 2011 More than 3 years!

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My "First Day Home" Picture - Just So Everyone Understands

August 13th 2011 8:43 pm
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Hi der,

My mommy decided to poot up a picture of my first day home when I was emaciated, had giardia, highly dehydrated, highly anemic, flea infested and I was a big (I mean BIG) poopy butt - no cleanings before mommy. It's a scary picture, but it might help someone to learn about proper care mommy hopes, for the inexperienced cat owners.

Mommy put this up to show those that do not know about neglecting a beloved pet, what it is.

Well, I was in kill shelter (they "made" mommy call it "pound" or "shelter", but she still called it "Kill Shelter" when she volunteered all that time.

So anyways, I was in kill shelter with my brother and someone came and took away my brother. I became depressed (already was from being in small cage, but they took my BROTHER away that I relied on a lot).

So this lady other volunteer at shelter who was already fostering 30+ orphaned kittens (in a non-insulated garage, but they did have cages) and a few cats in da house. She lived in a cold area for night and morning for kitties to be out in non-insulated garage.

Mommy thinks she a hoarder in a different way . . . through fostering more than she could ever handle.

So then there was me and . . . George, I think his name was . . . in the bathroom. I was so scared I stayed behind the toilet a lot. hard to maneuver in and out with my Radial Hypoplasia, and only a cup, maybe 2 of crystal litter for the 2 of us and so much poo on my bunda ("butt" in Portuguese). I was a mess.

Mommmmmmmmmy walked into the room. I was scared 'cause I never seen her. The lady told her I would only eat by force, so mommy ("strange new lady" I called her at the time) fed me with big oral syringe.

The way she was holding me and making soft noises while looking right into my eyes did something to me... I got all warm and feeling... good? inside. I loved her soft voice that sounded so authentic like she really cared.

Then she gave George his food, cleaned my poopy bunda and ... sniff . . . left!

BUT! She told me she talked to lady and asked if she could foster me... I heard her begging, but nice begging and finally the lady said okay and they signed the "chain of evidence" of who had me over to - MOMMY!!!!!!

Mommy took me to emergency hospital before taking me home; just rushed me in and they took me right away. Apparently if you are highly anemic you are not supposed to have fluids, but since I was so severely dehydrated, they gave me 500mg of fluids right away, gave mommy medicine for the Giardia and a Capstar and Frontline Plus for 24 hours later and told mommy to turn the lady into police and Animal Services.

Mommy didn't do that, but fights with that decision every day - lady still volunteers there. She did call main volunteer for fosters and suggested the lady only take in a few older cats and not be able to deal wtih kittens anymore 'cause she was overwhelmed. So that did happen at least after that kitten season.

One of the other volunteers eventually called mommy and tried to coerce (literally) the name of the person I told Dr. Anderson at the SLO County Animal Services (kill shelter). Mommy asked, literally, what are your intentions on asking [mommy] that question? (She's been messed with a lot in my life, like many).

The other lady lied and said she cared about the cat and it could be a criminal issue that she'd like to do something about if the doctor had told you to turn this person in. Mommy (as always) believed her intentions and thought it would be good to have someone else working on it, too), so mommy told her.

After that, she got yelled and screamed at until mommy was sobbing and couldn't stop. ANOTHER girl mommy didn't know called mommy and said "Are you the one talking @#(*&$# about ________? I told her (crying hard) never to call me, I don't know her, it was harassment for her to call me and she shouldn't even have my number.

That's when mommy's volunteering days were definitely over.

These peeps didn't care about me at all, and I'm so sad mommy got treated very badly, and that they didn't care about me at all - I wasn't even mentioned.

They ended up praising the neglecter/foster-hoarder and really, really hating mommy (and not giving a second thought to me). Even one of the head volunteers who is mommy's brother's friend. Mommy's brother doesn't talk to her anymore either.

Mommy doesn't care!! WE don't care!! We like our life better with mommy home EVERY day now and because she gives us so much love, medical care (6 of us, special needs) out of 10, and talks to us all the time about important things; mostly love and care and never leaving us, ever, and being with us through every single thing... even when ... that day comes ... that she'll be there holding us, talking to us until we fall asleep.

The pound comes 1x/year on surprise visits and last time asked mommy if someone told her they were coming. The year before that, he asked if mommy had litterboxes (he couldn't smell a thing).

We love our mommy dearly, she is a true animal advocate and DOES speak up now on any little thing she sees that appears to be abuse or neglect towards animals - she will call the police, Animal Services, try to talk some sense into the person . . .she da best.

But most of all, she's a great mommy who makes it her intention to always treat us as equally as possible (equal time with her love). It's very important that we are all treated the same.

That's why we're a close family (except Fuzz doesn't like Chief Red Cloud), but we are mellow, yet love to play a lot, too. Mom has tons of toys for us. Sometimes, if her Permanent SS Check hasn't come in yet, she'll sell stuff to get us something.

We always have the best food and get to drink Arrowhead Mountain Spring water. She says if it's good enough for her, it's good enough for us and we do love it, especially in the drinkwell, but there are a few feeding/watering places in the house. 5 big, jumbola poo-pee boxes she cleans 2x/day and purifers.

"What a Wonderful World!"
~ Louis Armstrong

From my family to yours; we love you all!

~ Tiny D., et al.


Mommy . . . hee!

July 26th 2011 11:42 am
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Mommy is taking out the poo-pee right now!

She gived me big belly and face wubs today. She gave evweebody hugs and kisses.

She twiyed to bwing Beijo closer to Chief Wed Cloud, But he didn't want to. I feel sad fo Chief Wred Cloud because, even tho mommy gives him lots of attension, it's not more than 1 or 2 times a day mommy sees one of us playing with him, so she tries to get in there and talk soft and get us all to wide Chief Wred Cloud.

Mommy loves him a lot. He puts his arms awound her neck and she just loves that. He sleeps over her neck or on her head and she wides that.

Ahhhh, it's a booteeful day here today! Blue skies, birds singing, beautiful hill dotted with cows in the distance (mommy has binoculars).

I thank JHVH God fo this booteeful day and all my bwuthers and sissas are healthy.

Love everybody!

~ Tiny D.



July 17th 2011 10:53 am
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It's only 10:00 a.m. and I've already had 2 long belly and face rubs from mommy! Ahhhhhhhh (and this has been in between all of her medicine-giving.

hee hee hee, she tried to give Chief Red Cloud a bum-trim today (I get them all the time, no problem... well, just sometimes, but(t) . . .

anyways, so Chief Red Cloud is just screeeeeeeeeeamin' like a baby. All that big triple fur makes him look big, but I've seen him shaved - he's just a tiny thing underneath! LOL

The sad part was, he made mommy totally look like a Tabby with all those stripes from scratches! Her one arm is all scratched up and she got a big bleeder at the bottom inside of her pinky finger.

Let's all do this for my mommy:


(She's happy, though. She only got 1/2 of his bum done, but she always finishes what she starts, so he'll have a completely trimmed bum by the end of the day!! hee! (I told her to wear garden gloves - the real long kind!)

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