Shadow


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Picture of Shadow, a male Breed Unknown

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"Handsome boy"

Home:Milton, ON, Canada  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 10 lbs.

You looking at me?

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"You looking at me?"

Yeah I'm crabby, what's your point?

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"Yeah I'm crabby, what's your point?"

Now the evil vacuum will never find me!

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"Now the evil vacuum will never find me!"

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Shadow was about 18 here.

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"Shadow was about 18 here."

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Shadow tolerating his brother, Spooky, and his forced cuddling.  Shadow was 13 here.

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"Shadow tolerating his brother, Spooky, and his forced cuddling. Shadow was 13 here."

A very proud Shadow with Storm.  He considered her his baby.  He was 8 in this photo.

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"A very proud Shadow with Storm. He considered her his baby. He was 8 in this photo."

Shadow happy to be in his new house.  He was about 11 in this photo.

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"Shadow happy to be in his new house. He was about 11 in this photo."

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Nicknames:
Shadowman, Shads, handsome, crabby

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Birthday:
August 1st 1992

Likes:
Shadow lives for belly rubs, for which he will stand up and give kisses in exchange. He also likes to nap on the top of the sofa or underneath any lit lamp (he likes the heat). Being brushed. "Chains" of elastics which he drags all over the house.

Pet-Peeves:
The dogs; the vacuum cleaner; he gets really nervous when people walk around the house in shoes, or jingle keys. Any loud noises. He is agoraphobic and hates going outside for fresh air.

Favorite Toy:
He likes his "drug pillows" which are filled with catnip. He also likes his "cat dancer."

Favorite Nap Spot:
Back of the couch, on my desk or pillow.

Favorite Food:
Chicken, especially steamed chicken from the Chinese restaurant or from Swiss Chalet! Shadow also loves cheese, yoghurt, milk, ice cream, pickles, black licorice, pears, potato chips (any kind), curry chicken, steak. He really prefers people food.

Skills:
He stands up and gives kisses. He also understands a lot of words in English and will respond with specific sounds. Shadow can frown - literally furrow his brows and scowl when displeased. Shadow will intiate and play fetch.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
My sister found a litter of cats underneath a factory near our house. Shadow was the runt and his mommy wasn't feeding him. She brought him home and I fell in love with him at first site. He was so tiny and just clung to me. We had to feed him milk and baby food with an eye dropper and spoon for a while.

Bio:
Because Shadow was the runt he has had problems with his "insides", namely his digestive tubes, being very narrow. He got some hairballs clogged inside his intestines and nearly died. Fortunately, his vet managed to save him. He nearly had another close call, but fortunately, it passed without problem. He has been okay for the last 10 years. Shadow tolerates Biscuit, but doesn't like Dylan because he's loud, energetic, and has no manners. Shadow is a timid fellow, but make no mistake - he is the boss of this house! Any cat or dog who steps out of line will get a sharp smack across the nose or bottom!

Forums Motto:
Shadow the man.

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I've Been On Catster Since:
June 27th 2005 More than 9 years!

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Shadow's musings


My little old man has become an angel

May 6th 2013 12:46 pm
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Shadow has had several mini strokes since the Fall, but always recovered pretty well. This morning, however, he threw a blood clot in his spine (and possibly had another small stroke) and was unable to get up. Mercifully, he was not in any pain and was able to eat and drink some, with help. We took him to the vet and she said that there was nothing that could be done and it was his time. Mommy and Daddy held Shadow and kissed him and told him how much he was loved as he went to sleep.

My dear boy made it to just shy of 21 years old. He really was a miracle kitty. Abandoned by his mother as runt, he almost died at 6 months because of bad hairball blockage. Apparently his insides were "too small" and I was told he wouldn't live a long life. Shadow was always very stubborn and I guess he decided to prove that vet wrong. He made it to 104 people years with no trips to the vet, except for some geriatric testing.

Shadow was a sweet boy and very close to his Mommy. He would give me head butts and kisses, and he loved to talk and tell you all about what happened that day. He was the boss of all the pets - dogs and cats alike. Even when he shrunk down to about 4.5 lbs (just old age), he still had the respect of the others and got to eat first. Food was one of Shadow's very favourite things and he had strange tastes, as you can see from his profile.

My heart aches from the loss of my special little guy and I am going to dearly miss him. :( Thank you Shadow for being my buddy for over 20 years. For being there for me when I was sick or sad or alone. I will carry you in my heart always. Mommy loves you. xoxo

 

It's my birthday!

August 1st 2006 8:59 am
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Today is my 14th birthday! I'm so excited because Mommy says she's going to give me something special for dinner tonight. I wonder if it will be chicken, steak or fish? Mmmm. She's also going to get me some wheat grass and a new drug pillow. I can't wait! What I'm really hoping for is a good long grooming. At least 15 minutes! I love being brushed.

Mommy and Daddy say that I am in good shape for my age. My fur is greying a bit more, but I am as active as I was when I was 8. Mommy says she's going to take me to the vet and get me checked out. I think that I might get my teeth cleaned this year. I'm not too thrilled about a trip to the vet, but Mommy says she wants to make sure my teeth are going to last me for at least another 6 years.

Well, I think I'll go stretch out on the back of the couch and groom myself. Maybe later I'll stroll by the dogs in their crates really slowly. Just to bug them.

 

You call this tuna?

April 29th 2006 4:05 pm
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Dear Diary,

The people continue to feed us this slop they call "wet food." It's rather a misnomer because although it's certainly wet, I would hesitate to call it food. I'm turning 14 this August and I have to say that I've had my fair share of human food - chicken, beef, steak, lobster, shrimp, fish, cheese, pickles, pears - to consider myself a gourmet connoisseur. And what I can tell you is this - the stuff that comes out of those tins is all the same, despite what the label says. It all tastes pretty much the same. And I have to say that chicken shouldn't taste like beef, nor should fish or shrimp. And yet the slop in these cans do. The humans have a saying that goes, "Tastes like chicken." I believe that this very same concept applies to the various "flavours" of wet food, only they all seem to taste like beef, and not steak at that.

This morning Mommy put down some wet food for us and despite my misgivings about it, I was forced to eat some. Seems we're running low on dry food so I don't want to risk it. Storm, of course, adores wet food and devoured most of the plate. If Storm were human, however, she would think that fast food is gourmet and would relish every greasy bite. There's just no accounting for taste, I tell you.

Well, I'm off to groom myself in the window. I hear that Daddy is grilling real chicken for dinner tonight so I want to look my best when I suck up to Mommy.

Shadow

 
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