Mister Loki

Norwegian Forest Cat/Domestic Long Hair
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Home:Port Orchard, WA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 5 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 18 lbs.

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Buddy, Mister, Loaf, Oaf

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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

Gotcha Date:
March 2nd 2013

August 18th 2011

Tabby and White

Being brushed, being petted under chin, sleeping, Daddy

Having tail touched, having feet messed with

Favorite Toy:
Da Bird and anything with Feathers, ball track toy,

Favorite Nap Spot:
A nice lap, the window sill, linolium, Daddy's side of the bed

Favorite Food:
Anything and everything placed in my bowl


Arrival Story:
Fiance and I were looking into finding a friend for Freyja. We found a cat on Petfinder that had stolen our hearts and upon arriving at the shelter, we found out he had already been sent to an adoption event and adopted. So we returned to the shelter and "Socks" caught our eye. He was severly matted and suffered wounds from a cat fight he had been in. The shelter misinformed us that he had been a stray and brought in by kind strangers. Upon taking him to the vet, they recognized him and pulled out his medical record a mile long. His previous owners surrendered him due to intercat aggression with the 5 other outdoor cats and medical bills. Hes been alot of work, but were getting there. :) He makes a wonderful addition to our fur family. Update Jan 2014: Well now. Hasnt 2013 been a crazy crazy year! 1000$ in vet bills later, our handsome man has been diagnosed with FLUTD, feline asthma and PTSD. He put on quite a few pounds but hes in a much better place now than hes ever been.

Lives Remaining:
7 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
March 2nd 2013 More than 3 years!

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My Rescue Story...

January 13th 2014 3:49 pm
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My mum put a picture up for me that describes the journey I made in 2013. It was filled with alot of pokey doctor and finally figuring out whats wrong with me.

I went from being an 11 pound matted, grungy, dirty cat to a handsome 18 pound fluff monster with FLUTD (it hurts to pee. Mum says its chronic and will never go away), PTSD (my mum thanks my previous owners who passed me off as a stray at the shelter) and Feline asthma. Shes happy since all my fluff grew back in but we have learned to tolerate each other. She pills me, I get a snack. I like snacks. I wish she would leave food out all day.

Life is good. I have my tree, my Man Thing, a warm place to rest and sleep, and food to eat throughout the day with what mum calls "Set Meals." I have my ball track toys, my mouse in the circle and I am content.

This totally beats starving outside! And the mats. The mats hurt. She brushes me everyday to make sure my fur is at its handsomest.

And she calls me a weirdo because I like the pokey doctor. He's very nice and I roll over to let him pet my glorious white belly. Whats not to love about pokey doctors? They get you! :)


Diagnosed with Feline Asthma

March 18th 2013 12:53 pm
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My new fur mum took me to the doctor. I was having issues breathing and developed a horrible cough that would seize my whole body. They put me in the crate, gave me a few delicious calming treats and took me in.

The doctor ladies were very nice, and I didnt struggle, safe as I was in my Mum's arms. Then they took me to the back room, laid me on a table underneath a big whirring machine and brought me back.

The pretty doctor lady came back and explained to my humans that I have asthma. What it would mean for the rest of my life, treatment, and what we could do to make me feel better.

Mum talked to me and said I couldnt have found a better, more hypoallegenic home than what I have now.


Home is where the purr is...

March 2nd 2013 11:17 pm
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I spent a long time on the road. There had been people at one point, but they came and they went. I wandered around for a long time, and was attacked by a fellow tom cat for territory.

Bleeding, and with my tail broken, I found myself in a place filled with others just like me, crying and waiting for what we didnt know. I had white lab coats poke and prod me, fix me, and play with my fragile broken tail.

And then today, the miraculous happened. I had been shoved out into the room where the humans congregatted, sticking their fingers in our windows. I saw them and wanted them. I had an itch I couldnt scratch.

Then I saw her.

She talked excitedly to the woman who brought me to my strange plastic prison, and before I knew it, I was in the lady's arm. She talked gently and sweetly, and petted around my shaved neck and was gentle with my hurts. I purred contentedly and prayed she would be the one.

Alot of talking went around and I was crammed into a box.

Upon my release from the cardboard box of doom, I notticed they had another feline, a dainty little spit fire female. I wanted to play with her, but instead continued to send me warnings of such ferosity that I chose not to fight.

So here I am, in a warm place, good food to eat, never to wander the streets again.

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