Nicknames: Kitty Kazoo, KJ, K-Joy, Kazoomster, little girl
Birthday: October 23rd 2001
Likes: me, my lap, the sun, afghans, oriental rugs, sleeping, looking out the window, catnip, philosophizing, belly rubs, kneading, being told she's a good girl, waking me up and smelling my morning breath (weird, I know!)
Pet-Peeves: vacuum cleaners, lawnmowers, firecrackers, thunder, missing the window ledge when she jumps, hearing the word 'no', not having me around all the time
Favorite Toy: feathers, dangerous toy mice, tin foil balls, cork tied to a string, anything I wave in front of her
Favorite Nap Spot: my lap, my bed, anywhere on the floor where the sun hits
Favorite Food: salmon and tuna juice (the only human food this mean mom will feed her)
Skills: it's probably not a unique skill, but my little girl knows how to steal my heart every single day
Arrival Story: I first noticed Kazumi Joy hanging around the neighbourhood about two months before my other cat, Adrian Mole, passed away. She appeared out of nowhere, and was the skinniest and most frightened cat I had ever seen. I left food out for her, and would crouch down low while talking to her in friendly tones, but she always ran away. This continued after my cat had died, and while I was still grieving.
One day I called out to her as usual, and to my surprise, she ran over and rubbed up against me. I stroked her and she rewarded me with loud purring. It was at that point that I realized how emaciated she really was. All her bones were sticking out, and all I could feel while petting her were ridges. Before I realized what I was doing, I picked her up and took her inside. She proceeded to eat three bowls of food, and I proceeded to fall in love. The funny thing is that I had decided I wanted two longhaired male kittens, and ended up with a shorthaired female adult.
Kazumi was so weak from starvation that she almost kept losing her balance whenever she walked. All she did for weeks was eat and sleep, and it broke my heart. She was extremely frightened, and was startled by any sudden movement or noise. I also noticed that she never slept with her eyes completely closed, and acted as if she always had to be on the alert. In fact, when she did finally sleep with her eyes completely shut, I cried because I realized she finally felt safe.
I like to think that Kazumi Joy's predecessor would approve of this cat. And that somehow it was no accident that she crossed my threshold two months to the day that Adrian Mole died. I also relearned the important lesson that if you're open to possibility, what you get may be far better than what you had hoped for.
Bio: Kitty Kazoo has come a long way. At 12+ pounds, no one can accuse her of being skinny, and while she initially didn't always like to be touched, she now enjoys her belly rubs (but only by her mom!), and isn't afraid of human contact. She's also stopped following me around wherever I go, and now feels secure enough to stay put when I leave. I love Kazumi Joy with all my heart, and can't believe that someone would abandon her. She is the sweetest and gentlest cat I've ever met, and definitely lives up to her middle name!
One thing that I am sad about is the fact that when I tried to get another cat so that she could have more company, she became very scared and skittish, and I had to let the other cat go back to her original home. I'm hopeful though that one day Kazumi will welcome a sibling. I love to watch two cats getting along!
I mean, seriously? How weird is that? I've heard of humans doing some very strange things, but this really takes the cake. My cake. And birthday cake at that! I can't think of a more bizarre and completely unrelated way of paying homage to MY day than by voluntarily going to the dentist. To say that I'm bewildered, alarmed, and just a little bit peeved is an understatement.
KJ's mom: Obviously, the words "celebrating" and "root canal" should NEVER appear in the same sentence, because that's just wrong. I'm certainly not getting it done because I want to, and it sucks even more to do it on a day that should be (and is) joyful, but scheduling circumstances meant I could only do it today before my mom goes in for surgery again and I have even less time at my disposal. So just to be clear, there will be NO celebrating in the dreaded dental room of doom.
Okay, got it. I'm just glad I'll never have to go, and I guess we'll celebrate when she gets back. I hope mom is brave though. I've heard she's a bit scared (petrified?), and maybe I'll have to remind her that because she's a half-century old, she should not cry, scream, kick, punch or yell like a two-year old.
KJ's mom: It's my party (oops, appointment) and I'll cry, scream or kick if I want to. Well, hopefully not kick or punch, but everything else is fair game. I'll show up, but that's all I can promise. As for KJ not getting her teeth checked, I've always been reluctant up until now, but I think I've finally seen the dental light. But please keep it a secret from her. Sshh!
Just an update on some recurring issues I've been having. First, mom solved the over-the-edge litterbox problem by getting a box with higher walls! Duh, why didn't she think of that before? Second, I'm still scratching and licking a lot. We know it's not fleas, and more likely food allergy, but to what we have no idea. I've been on grain-free wet for the last number of years, and we've tried Natural Balance, Wellness, Merrick, Blue Buffalo, and Nature's Variety among others, but to no avail. At various times we've tried eliminating chicken, duck, turkey, beef, and any kind of fish, but nada. Scratch, scratch, scratch. I've also licked a part of my belly completely clean. No hair left and now I'm starting to bite at it as well! Why?
KJ's mom: I'm scratching as well. My head that is. I don't think there are too many other high-end wet grain-free foods available in Ontario that I can try. Is it stress? An allergy to litter instead of food? Any ideas?
Ha, I get to have the last word. Root canal or no, it's my birthday and I'm gonna celebrate! Wanna join me? :)