Likes: ~ ♥ Married to Lady Dolly #1314937 on Cat Channel September 6, 2012 ♥ ~ Our (virtual) kitten Princess Molly Rose was born December 17, 2013 on Angel Q. Gracie's Pinto Island
Skills: **Plays for Orange Crush mouse hockey team** Inducted into MHL Hall of Fame June 21, 2013
Arrival Story: My future pawrents were thinking about getting a companion for Mallow, and because she was nervous about other cats a few people with more than one cat told them a little boy kitten would work best. One night my Dad was on the phone with a guy he knows, when the guy said "just a minute. I have to go get my daughter, she's carrying the kittens around again." Dad said "Kittens?!" and the rest is history. They had to give my fur Mom Mocha a couple more weeks to take care of me, then when I was ready they came and took me home with them. They let me sleep in their bed that first night so I wouldn't miss my Mom & siblings, and I have slept there every night since!
Bio: Wow! Cat of the Day April 19, 2014 ♦ Diary of the Day February 24, 2014 ♦ Daily Diary Pick Feb 22, Sept 20 2014
My favourite Cat Channel Moments: ♦ Completed all five levels of Cat College Dec 2009 - June 2011
♦ Camp Kitty camper - summer 2010
♦ Knight of the Realm - Aug 31, 2011. Thank you, King Sparky!
♦ Baby picture won 6th place in "Funny Fluffy Photo Caption Contest" on Animal Rescue Site, September 2011
♦ Captain of the Motor Yacht "Oceano" in Queen Lola's Royal Fleet, November 2011
♦ With my darling Lady Dolly, won 1st place in Holiday Photo Contest - January 2013
♦ Admiral of King Pushkin's Royal Fleet - Oct 2013
♦ With my darling Lady Dolly, won 1st place in Thanksgiving Harvest Contest - Dec 2013
♥ Cat of the Day - Oct 4 2011, December 23 2012, December 23 2013 and December 24 2014 Thank you all! ♥
☆ Cat of the Month June 2012 - what an adventure! ☆
** Cat Rescue of the Month July 2012 **
I am feeling good and back to eating my usual amount, in fact the last couple of days Mom let me have more than my usual amount because she said I needed to get built back up. I tried for the second breakfast again this morning, but she wasn't falling for it. Darn, I knew it couldn't last.
But it's worth it because one week to the day after hurting myself I feel 100% myself again. Mom went out and when she came back I came down the stairs to meet her for the first time in a week, chirping "did you bring me anything?" And I rolled on the floor playing with a catnip mousey and chirped for Mojo to rassle with me. Mojo wasn't sure about that, I WAS acting kind of scary to the poor little thing for a few days when everything above my neck hurt and I just wanted to be left alone. But we rassled a bit and licked one another just like we used to before. It sure is great to feel good again!
First of all, I’m going to be fine. What happened is that Mom went downstairs just for a minute, to help Dad with something. She had barely gotten there when she heard a noise from upstairs like the cat tree fell over. So she ran to see what was going on, and found me at the bottom of the stairs with my open breakaway collar beside me on the floor. I turned & raced up the stairs while she followed to see what in the world we kitties had done. Well, nothing was out of place. But Mojo & Evie were very nervous and I was under the bed. I seemed okay but nervous but I was licking my lips a lot under there. About 15 minutes later I ventured out into the living room but I was acting scared and sneezing/coughing blood every few minutes. That got Mom on the phone to the vet, pronto!
After a thorough all-over inspection, it was a couple of “open wides” that plainly showed where the blood was coming from. I have an injury to the roof of my mouth, a perfectly straight line over an inch long! Here’s what we think happened: I was on the cat tree washing myself and got my collar stuck in my jaw, with the heart-shaped name tag inside my mouth. Then while trying to loosen it, I slipped off the cat tree and possibly down the stairs too, driving the edge of my name tag into the roof of my mouth. That’s about the only scenario that explains the injury AND the collar being popped open.
The vet gave me some Clavamox to take twice a day to make sure it doesn’t get infected, and said to keep me on soft food and keep a close eye that the bleeding doesn’t pick up again & otherwise, he wants to see me in a week. I feel a lot better today, I’ve been napping a lot but I'm not drooling blood anymore and have felt well enough to clean up all the mess I made on my fur yesterday.
you would not BELIEVE!! On Tuesday there were humans in and out, in and out, doorbell and phone ringing all the time and it was all about something the humans call "taxes". It seems that Dad "does" them, whatever that means. So in the middle of all that, a couple of guys came in a truck and they started making a whole bunch of noise outside! Little sis Mojo ran under the bed like a shot and I went to comfort and console her (at least that's MY story, mol).
When we got hungry and ventured out, we saw the most amazing sight that feline eyes ever did behold ... there was a HUMAN up in the willow tree in the front yard, the one we like to watch birds in. He was standing up there like only squirrels and birds and Mallow are supposed to do and he had a thing in his paws that was going RRRRR RRRRR!! And branches were dropping all over the grass!! I tell you, I blinked my eyes and looked again. And he was still there! And our tree was gone!
Well mostly anyway, the branches are still all over the yard! It turned out there was too much tree for the humans to haul away in the truck they had, so they were gonna come back yesterday with a trailer. Well, they didn't make it and all the branches are still there.
Then even more entertainment, this morning the great big giant black squirrel (no, not little sis Mojo, a REAL squirrel that's about half the size of her, I exaggerate not) came back around. Mojo was watching him with great big saucer eyes while that squirrel ran ALL over the branches that are all over the front yard, wondering what in the wide world happened and gathering up his peanuts so he could stash them somewhere else.
The tree was a bad place to hide them anyway, the blue jay was onto him and the Moj and I have been watching him those nuts all winter!