Maine Coon
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Sex: Female   Weight: 15 lbs.

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Bad Fat, Fat-fat, Fatty

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

Brown Tabby

food and treats, Whisker Lickins

Her sister Smitty's mere presence, declawed cats, being picked up, being teased with milk

Favorite Toy:
string, toy mouses with real fur

Favorite Nap Spot:
on the pillow above my mom's head

Favorite Food:

mouse questioning and destroying the evidence of this, singing, sits for treats sometimes, gets on the couch when coaxed


Arrival Story:
I was walking around the streets of the home town of my mom when she was off school for the seasonal holiday. She was standing with some aquaintances talking to them when this guy came along and I ran right to her. I knew she would do anything in her power to keep me because she was just ending a realy long relationship. I slept on her chest all afternon and as soon as I won her mom over I started to dig in and sometimes pee in the large potted plants.

I continued to live at my mom's parents house while she rented a room at a farm. For awhile I lived there with her but was unable to stay because the smell of the cat's urine that lived there before was all over her room and confused me a lot. I got a blatter infaction from it and had to go live far away, but she came and visited me a lot. I stayed there while she was away at a trade school and for awhile when she moved to her inlaws. Now I live with my moms in their apartment with my little sister, whom I am jealous of, and my litle brother who has provided me with a great deal more entertainment and exercise.

I've Been On Catster Since:
November 30th 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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BadCats Passing

November 21st 2015 8:13 am
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Our cat Smitty was scheduled to be put to sleep at home on Friday, the day before Halloween. It was very peaceful. It was basically everything I was hoping for. I offered and even encouraged the other cats- October and BadCat to come and be there, but they seemed very against it. Afterward I sat with Smitty for a period of about an hour and a half and BadCat came and without me prompting her, lay down beside her and was like, keeping vigil over her body as I prepared her. BadCat stayed with me the whole time.
We fed the cats and left later in the evening to go to a party. I figured I needed it after the kind of day I had. The next morning we came back early. BadCat hadn't eaten her dinner from the night before and when I offered her fresh food she didn't care for it. I knew from the past few months of testing that she was having worsening kidney problems. She had this pus coming from her vagina that was this awful mystery goo that 4 different vets "didn't seem to think was an issue" and couldn't find a real cause or cure for. (As it is I still have yet to hand wash these gross little spots off of 2 of our chair cushions.) She had anemia that one vet was very wishy-washy about what to do for her- she wanted me to feed her raw liver, which I did for awhile, but then I figured I should get her on the drug Winstrol. That was a whole 'nother debacle I'm not going to get into here.

I picked up my baby cat and I looked at her. She made her choice. She spoke to me silently, said "Smitty looked very restful and comfortable yesterday. I want that too." Her third eyelids were covering part of her eyes. I had told both of them a few weeks before that Smitty going first would make losing BadCat easier on me. I just came home. It was 10 in the morning. Why couldn't I have had my one great last day with her where she ate whatever she wanted to and we played and we enjoyed being outside? Why couldn't I have one last night to have her sleep on a pillow above my head and listen to her purr me to sleep. Why couldn't we make a home appointment? Or video her getting a giant jar of peanut butter "stuck" on her head because she was nuts for peanut butter.

But all of those are selfish thoughts. And my BadCat needed me to be strong for her and needed me to make the choice to help her along. She needed me to spend a few hours enjoying her company for the last time. I held her in a baby blanket. We went outside and had some fresh air. She perked up a little, but I still knew it was the right decision, and most of all I knew it was her decision. I took a lot of pictures. Last pictures. I will put them up at a later point. Then we went to the vet.

I tried so hard not to cry on the way. She usually yowls during car rides, but this time she was silent and mostly peaceful.

It wasn't great at the vet. They put a plastic muzzle on her to get a catheter in. I wish they had just done what the vet at the home euthanasia had done and injected her with a IM sedative first. WHY do they force an elderly cat to get a F-ING IV catheter for their last vet appointment? JUST DO IM SHOT AND BE DONE WITH IT. Ok, whatever. I had no control over that part of it,but I made sure to give her enough time to settle down before I let them come back into the room for the last time. She and I were there together, she was heart-to heart with me. I realized in the moment that it was meant to be that way, not any other way that I had imagined it. And I took her home to let the other cats smell her. I brushed her. I made a pawprint on a heart. I kissed her a lot and I cried. Oh I cried. And I took her back to the vet to be frozen for a few days until I could get to the SPCA where they do cremations for $45 instead of the $250 the vets office charges. I never had to do this before, so all these feelings were new to me. I didn't want to leave her. I didn't want to take her back. Strange as it seems now, I almost understand why someone can live with a corpse and just want to hold onto their loved one. I was ALMOST at that point with BadCat, but I knew there would be a time for us to separate, so I took her back.

THEN I had to pick her up, which was almost just as hard. THEN I had to drop her off at the SPCA, which, after seeing her again and petting her until her ears thawed out and unmashed from her head... that was also very very hard to do. It helped that I knew the girls, as I had previously worked at the SPCA. I knew she was in good hands. I'm going to go pick her up today. I guess we'll see what that's like.

BadCat was my heart-cat. Pretty much no cat will ever be BadCat. That doesn't take a lot of smarts to figure out, but I know that for a VERY VERY long time there will be a fuzzy-butt shaped hole in my heart...and yet I know I will love enough pets- mine and other people's- in my life that that hole will just have to get filled with small pieces of many other animals. I'm fostering a kitten now and I already think I know a different kitten I'd like to adopt.

I like to I think BadCat's with Smitty looking down on me, with my mother, all of them proud.


There's a Contest on Catster!

February 23rd 2014 2:43 pm
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There's a contest to win cat treats. I love cat treats! Go look it up in section where all the cool articles are and find it. They're giving away a cat food bowl and 2 bags of treats, but be sure to leave a comment saying how you spoil your furry baby and which bowl and treats you'd like to get if you win!

Good Luck!


Oh, BadCat, we get fame and fortune!

August 24th 2013 6:33 am
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I write with and for BadCat most of the time because the opposable thumbs make it easier. Thank you all for choosing BadCat for Diary of the day!!!

I have to say, she is doing "as well as could be expected". I am doing my internship at a veterinary hospital and after lengthy talks with the Drs, they understand my own medical knowledge and trust things that I say, which can be hard to convey in the time frame of even an HOUR long appointment with our "regular vet". She also doesn't have a lot of experience dealing with nasopharyngeal polyps, and somehow we got lucky enough that this vet in particular is "really good at finding them and getting them out", according to the practice owner- veterinarian of 25+ years... maybe SHE just doesn't want to do it. Anyway, she is going in to the sweet Dr Evans and Platt in about 5 days, on Wednesday and we're going to fish around in her throat and in her ears and see if we can't find a polyp.

We're also going to request lab reports from the other vet, because they didn't seem to want to tell me whether the lump grew back or whether they just were not able to get it all.

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