December 6th 2011 7:11 am
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In Dec 2010, the Gram-Gram, with whom I'd lived since April 1995, went into the hospital with an infection and then pneumonia, and she went to heaven in January.
Until Nov 20, 2011, I lived alone in her house, with Uncle coming once a week to take care of my food, water, and litter box. We tried and tried to find me a home, but everyone had cat-unfriendly pets, and the shelters didn't want 16 yr old cats.
Finally the Gram-Gram's daughter said she would bring me home, and she prayed and hoped that things would work out with Rosco, her prey-oriented Rat Terrier. The Daddy put a new door upstairs, did a little remodeling, and made me my own space upstairs. Rosco must stay downstairs.
The Daddy and the Mama went to get me into my crate to come home. The Mama started putting treats in my crate and I went right in. I rode all the long way to my new house in the back seat with her, and I didn't get carsick or meow or hiss or fight! I just furballed myself up on the towel in the crate and waited quietly.
When we got home, the Mama got out of the car and set the crate and herself down on the driveway. Rosco sniffed it curiously, but then I hissed at him(!) and he backed up and started barking loudly! Everytime he tried to get close, I hissed and he backed up and started barking again loudly!
Then he got brave enough to try to sniff, with his nose through the crate's locked gate, and I slapped him quickly and repeatedly!
Good thing for him that I don't have any front claws!
Then he kept barking loudly. The Mama said that was enough. She went upstairs with me, and that's the last I've seen of him! He's tried to get through the door to the upstairs that the Daddy installed for him, but they keep it closed, and there's a baby gate downstairs (that he obeys most of the time (LOL) ) We seem to have adjusted to his being downstairs, and to my being upstairs, though we both want to get through that door!!
I started eating enthusiastically within 5 minutes of coming here!!
They'd decorated my room with quilts and throw pillows and other stuff from my old house, as well as my dishes and litter box, so it felt somewhat familiar.
The Mama says thank you for all your supportive thoughts and prayers. she knows they helped make the transition easier. You guys were SO right, praise God, it was so much easier than the Mama thought it would be!
December 6th 2011 7:17 am
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For once in 2011, I have someone who needs me,
Someone I've needed so long.
For once, unafraid, I can go where life leads me,
And somehow I know I'll be strong.
For once I can touch what my heart used to dream of,
Long before I knew,
Someone warm like you
Would make my dreams come true!
For once in 2011, I won't let sorrow hurt me,
Not like it hurt me before.
For once, I have something I know won't desert me,
I'm not alone anymore.
For once, I can say, this is mine, you can't take it!
As long as I know I have love, I can make it!
For once in 2011, I have someone who needs me!
December 13th 2011 9:45 am
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OMC, I WAS ONLY A CATSTER MEMBER FOR 12 DAYS WHEN THEY MADE ME DIARY OF THE DAY!
WE DIDN'T KNOW UNTIL THE NEXT DAY, WHEN THE MAMA CAME TO THE LIBRARY AND FOUND ALL THE MESSAGES, PAW-MADE PICTURES, AND ROSIES! WHAT A SPECIAL HONOR!
AND BOY, IS ROSCO JEALOUS! IT TOOK HIM OVER FOUR YEARS ON DOGSTER TO BECOME DOG OF THE DAY--AND I MADE DIARY OF THE DAY IN ONLY 12 DAYS! (LOL)
NYAH, NYAH, NYAH, NYAH, ROSCO! (LOL)
January 3rd 2012 12:20 pm
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OMC! SANTA CLAWS FOUND ME IN MY NEW HOUSE! I WAS AFRAID HE MIGHT NOT FIND ME! AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT I HE GAVE ME?
YEP, THAT MAMA-GAL REMEMBERED THAT HER PREVIOUS CAT HAD LOVED PAPER BAGS, SO SHE ASKED SANTA CLAWS TO BRING ME SOME!
(AND HE EVEN PUT SOME BALLS AND A CATNIP TOY IN THEM!)
I LOVE MY PAPER BAGS! I RUN INTO THEM, AND ATTACK THEM, AND HIDE BEHIND THEM WHEN PREPARING TO POUNCE! I EVEN SNOOZE ON THEM!
THANK YOU, SANTA CLAWS!
April 3rd 2012 12:50 pm
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Soon after these humans brought me from the late Gram-Gram's house to my new home, that mama-gal noticed I acted peculiarly around the TV remote. I would come and sniff it when she picked it up, and I would duck my head at it when it was just lying there. After a few weeks, it dawned on her what I was doing---so she reached out and touched me with it, and I started rubbing myself against it! She started petting me with it, and I couldn't get enough! Finally I ended up on my side--a position I had been too wary to assume around the humans in my new home--purring and rubbing and ecstatic!
She had not ever known that HER mom used to pet me with the remotes. Finally I was able to tell her, and now I am remote-petted daily!
And I heard her tell that daddy-guy, that, when they go over this spring to get my old house ready for sale, she will bring my OWN remotes from my old house to my new home!
April 3rd 2012 1:08 pm
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In my previous diary entry, I mentioned how I would not lie on my side in my new humans' presence, until the first time that mama-gal petted me with the TV remote.
But after that, I was too careful to ever assume that position again!
When I first arrived here, I would sit in the "fur-ball" position, but with my front legs pointing out, in case I needed to make a quick escape.
And I wanted to be in the same room with the humans, but always near the door.
After a few weeks, I began to "fur-ball" with my legs tucked beneath me. I also began to sit closer to my humans.
Then I began to "fur-ball" on the bed with that mama-gal while she slept or read.
Two weeks ago, I finally did it--I lay down on my side, curled up, and went to sleep---right next to my human!!!!!
Now I sleep in that position more and more often, and sometimes almost on my back! I am beginning to get much more comfortable here!
October 13th 2012 7:17 am
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The humans finally sold my old house, where last year I lived alone, after the Gram-Gram passed on.
The humans had left the furniture in the house, so that buyers wouldn't look at an unfurnished house.
Now they brought some of the furniture to my new house.
One of the big comfy chairs came upstairs. It is my pink chair.
The first day I only sniffed at it, but the second day I decided I love it! I lie on it! I claw at it! I even chase my tail on it!
(And the humans have never before seen me chase my tail in this house!)
I love my pink chair!
I wonder if that Mama-gal will be able to figure out how to fit another of my old chairs into the bedroom, since I love this one so much!
November 20th 2012 6:16 am
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My, what a difference a year makes!
When I came to my new home on 11-20-11, I was glad to be among humans again, but I was very skittish. The first few days, I spent a lot of time under the bed whenever my humans were around, and they always gave me the space. I would come out and sit in the room with them, but every sudden movement or sneeze sent me flying back to my room and the safety of underneath the bed.
That Mama-gal had read or heard somewhere that to reassure skittish animals, one should always keep one's back to the animal when moving around. OMC, did I get a laugh out of that! That Mama-gal would sidle along with her face to the wall whenever she passed me :))! As time went on, and after she had twice stepped on my paws, she realized that if I was staying close enough to her to get stepped on twice, I was confident enough now for her to turn around and face me when walking past :))!
As time went on, I relaxed enough to sleep--even on my back--next to her, and to allow ample petting. She learned what kind of petting I most enjoyed. She rearranged my furniture, etc, in ways that made me happy. :c9
Yes, it has been a year of getting close to humans again and making a new and comfortable life for myself. :)
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