johann, RIP

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Home:Brooklyn, NY  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male

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Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

August 1st 2003

Sleeping with Sobe (iguana) and romping with Dori (dog)

Nothing... he loves everybody and everything!

Favorite Toy:
Dori (dog)

Favorite Nap Spot:
Sobe's enclosure

Favorite Food:
danelion greens and yellow squash

being adorable and making friends


Arrival Story:
Johann was more dead than alive when I found him outside my house. He was tiny with eyes infected shut and a severe respiratory infection. He was badly flea-bitten with huge patches of fur missing, and he had worms and mites. His left eye was so ulcerated and infected, it was opaque with greenish/yellowish pus oozing out. Although I am not usually hesitant to euthanize an animal when I feel the prognosis is extremely bleak and they are suffering greatly, something told me he would make it. Sobe, the castle dragon (my rescued iguana), being very territorial, initially tried to lunge at Johann. I calmly told him "it's a baby and he's hurting, be gentle with him." Sobe listened to me and he and Johann (who has healed and blossomed) have become best friends! Johann, blind in the left eye, is the most loving cat in the house! He loves everybody, regardless of their species!

You can see pictures of Johann and all his adoptive siblings at: My beautiful, sweet Johann had to euthanized be euthanized a few days ago. Thank you all for your kind and supportive words. I created this album as a tribute to Johann's loving compassion for all species. Below is my original post: I had to have Johann, my sweet cat, euthanized last night. I had been treating him with subcutaneous fluids for a couple of years for renal failure, but his kidneys just completely shut down. He wouldn't eat anything for several days, and was vomiting grey liquid yesterday . He was so weak he couldn't even meow. I wanted to call a vet to do it in the house , but could not stand to think of him suffering like that through the night . So, late last night , my son drove me to the emergency animal hospital, after I spoke with the vet and made sure that it would be done in two stages . Many vets use Beuthanasia, which is a combination of two drugs . I am not convinced that there is no suffering involved with that method ... it's just that once they receive the injection they can't react . That is why I always make sure that they give the animal medication to put him to sleep before injecting the lethal medication. My son and I stayed with him the whole time , and petted him, telling him how much we love him . He purred until the end. Johann is the cat in the picture with the Iguana on my page. When we found him as a kitten, about 13 years ago, he was more dead than alive. He was so flea-bitten, he had patches of fur missing. He had one bulging eye that was already opaque from infection and possibly injury and bilateral ear infections. He had a severe upper respiratory infection which caused him to have severe trouble breathing and he had maggots around his anus. My vet at the time suggested we euthanize him then. I said that I wanted to give him a chance. With antibiotics, fluids, and other meds, he greatly improved within a few days. I wanted to call the kitten "Popeye" because one eye was opaque and bulging (and ultimately, years later, had to be removed), but my son got upset with me and said "give him a dignified name," so I named him after my favorite composer, Johann Sebastian Bach. As he recovered and was steady on his feet, I introduced him to Sobe, the iguana (who had been rescued from the streets of Brooklyn about a year before). At first, Sobe didn't know what the little raggedy kitten was. He became territorial and defensive, and puffed himself up like Godzilla! But the kitten didn't know to be afraid and just rubbed up against him. Immediately, like a balloon deflating, Sobe relaxed, got down to Johann's level and let Johann rub up against him. He closed his eyes and seemed to smile (maybe it seems like I'm anthropomorphizing, but as I got to know Sobe better, I realized that "smile" would always come across his face whenever he was comfortable and content). They became best of friends, and would bask together in Sobe's enclosure or just hang out together on my bed. Their story was included with 46 others in the book Unlikely Friendships. A couple of years ago, Sobe died (he was about 12). I showed Johann his body, hoping to help him realize that Sobe would no longer be with us (physically). After I took away Sobe's body and we buried him, Johann started pacing back and forth and meowing. One day, when I opened up my front door, he dashed out and headed upstairs (I believe, looking for Sobe). He got into a hole in the wall (my upstairs is in terrible disrepair), and was missing in the walls for 4 days. My son and I started breaking up the floor boards and walls to search for him. A friend even came over with a bore scope and thermal locator to help us search. It was summer and about 100 degrees outside (and, I'm sure, much hotter inside the walls). The friend was able to spot that he was still alive and moving in the walls, but we could not get him. I'd put traps with food and water around the apartment to lure him out, but he wasn't "biting." Finally, I put a trap next to the hole he ran into. I made a recording of my voice on CD, gently asking him to come to me, and looped it so that it played continuously on a boom box. The next morning, we found him in the trap! He was covered with soot, dehydrated, and quite unwell, but alive. We rushed him to the vet, and treated him for dehydration and some superficial injuries. I suspect that during those days in the walls, his kidneys started shutting down from extreme dehydration. Sometime later, he started vomiting. When I brought him to the vet, his blood results showed he was in serious renal failure. Since then, we were giving him 200cc s of Ringer's Lactate every day and feeding him a renal diet. Until recently, although he had lost some weight, he was still running and playing, and slept next to me every night. I knew something was wrong when he didn't come to bed for a couple of nights, and even told my son and daughter-in-law that I suspected he was dying. Johann lived a good life. He knew he was loved. I only hope he knew just how much! Many people have commented that it's so nice to see members of such different species, one a mammal, and the other a reptile, getting along so peacefully and lovingly. I wish we, as a species, would learn from other animals how to respect and love each other and the planet. Here is my Facebook tribute to him: /media_set?set=a.10152618523513689 .1073741832.507833688&type=1

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