October 13th 2014 1:32 pm
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Yeah, mom doesn't really know my birthday, so we celebrate my Gotcha Day and Bday together! I have been with my family now 2 years! I remember well. It had been so long! I don't know why my human and left me in the hot summertime. He promised to come back, even wrote a note. Maybe something happened to him, he was elderly. But his children lived next door and they knew about me. Days had become weeks, then two months! One day I heard a voice and footfalls on the steps. I began crying out with the last of my strength. Then the man who is now my dad broke in the door! What a cool guy! I walked out onto the front porch - fresh air smelled sooooo good! Then I was too tired and fell down. My now mom scooped me up calling for the realtor to get a blanket. He seemed a bit odd about it all. Then they called the sheriff and the realtor called the bank that owned the trailer. Within an hour I was in mom's warm house on a heating pad getting handfed. My skin and paws were orange and it was many days before I got well. I have never wanted to step outside mom's house again. Sometime I get very angry for no reason, but mom says that's okay. Maybe I have bad dreams. I like playing with the foster kittens when I am allowed to. They jump on my back and roll around. I never want to be alone again!!!!
May 9th 2014 5:49 pm
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Yes, kitties! It is possible!!!! My tail had been very sore - stupid Milo bit me. Then It got this nasty abscess and bled all over mom and dad's bed. So, mom called Dr. Stacey and made me an appointment. I have been to Dr. Stacey's before, I usually see Dr. Dan who says I need a kitty shrink. Humpf. So, today, mom tricked me into the cat carrier. I complained long and loud all the way to the office. When we got there, Mom opened the carrier in the exam room, but I did not want to get out. Then they brought Ziva in. That got my attention. She saw me and started crying. She wanted to get into my cage. Mom and Dr. Stacey had their attention on Ziva. Then they realized Ziva's gray blanket was still in the surgery room, so they went to get it, forgetting my cage door was open. My moment! Just a few moments later, mom remembered my cage was open and came running back. Too late! I was out and gone. Ha! Everyone went scrambling all over the office looking for me. That was fun - until one of the vet cats, Brotie, gave me away. He was snarling at the table I was hiding under. Mom picked me up and we went back to the exam room. I was pretty annoyed and growled and snarled through the rest of my visit. But inside, I felt a little proud. I had achieved what few kitties do - escape from the vet!
April 29th 2014 6:43 pm
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Yep, mom has officially started hunting season! Long, cold winter and the baby cage sit empty for too long. Call came the other day about a cluster of 30 cats needing to be TNRed.
(Ziva tugs Bob's tail): Sound like a bad thing! Hunting! I watched Bambi with mom's grandkids. Hunting not good.
Bob: This hunting is a good thing. You are alive because someone went hunting about found you. On the first three days of hunting mom observed 5 grown cats, was told of 2 kittens playing, and found 4 neonate kittens with their mom (leaving them alone for now).
Ziva: What will happen to them?
Bob: In a few weeks mom will try to catch all the kitties on the same day and get the grownups fixed. The babies will come to our house to get socialized and then get wonderful furever homes. You will like that....little ones like you to play with.
Ziva: What be fixed?
Bob: (Sigh) I think you will find out next week!!!
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