Sex: Female Weight: 5 lbs.
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Bop Bop, Camarooski, Cami- Cam Cam, Baby's Girl, Lovey, Sweet-Sweet
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February 26th 2005
February 26th 2002
wierd for a ferrel cat, but the telephone! That get her meowing her tiny meow
trying to cut her nails, clean her ears. I have to take her to a groomer or put a blind/muzzle on her an wrap her in a towel. She sounds like you are killing her!
shoe laces I buy at the dollar store
Favorite Nap Spot:
in her bed on top of the scratch tower. And a few others as well...
people food, ate from garbage before, but she also likes canned cat foor and tuna. Very little dry cat food
No, just the sweetest girl. Not a single mean bone in her body!
She was at a Pinole shelter where she was on their list to be euthanised. She was a "scaredy cat", born or abandoned outside. The San Francisco SPCA no-kill-shelter took her, to give her a chance to be adopted. She resembled my departed Norwegian mix on her web picture so I went to check her out. She is the sweetest cat ever! She did not look like Puddy in person, but I had to take her! No regrets in the least! Loves her special person- me!, but still leery of strangers. It takes a long time for her to trust, but once she does you are hers! She is VERY quiet unless she wants your attention in which she will give a little meow. Aside from her "peeps", Cami stays out of the way of the other two cats most of the time, but occasionally plays a short game of "chase" with them.
Cami lived soley for me, best buddies, and was the most gentle soul you could ask for. For a cat originally listed for euthanasia for being a "scardy cat" she turned out to be my bravest cat of all. Her focus near the end was to walk outside with me and sit in the sun. She endured many illnesses and was the focus of my everyday life, work schedule, etc. No matter what you know is "coming", you are never prepared for it to happen. I love her so much and will miss her every single day.
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September 25th 2013 3:58 pm
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Cami was at the top of a cat tree May 6, 2013. At 10 pm she got down, layed on the arm of the couch for a few minutes, and then walked across my lap. When she jumped to the floor she started staggering and making a horrible yowling sound. It was the first day she didn't want to eat, and I knew this was the end. I kept saying "not now, not now" as it was late and I knew her regular vet was not at the clinic. I sat with her in the exam room for what seemed almost an hour and they came in to check on me, not to rush me. I finally gave the go-ahead to euthanize her because I said I would never be "ready". It was quiet, peaceful, a very slight reaction from her and she was gone. I bawled so hard the vet who did the procedure had tears in her eyes. It was that gut wrenching crying that sounds like it is from somewhere else, guttural. I updated her urn to be a beautiful picture urn from the place in Gilroy CA that Sage uses. I still have her ashes by her picture, items of her around as well as all of the cards that I received after her passing. I saw a psychic recently that mentioned her and said that my Dad was present when she died, watching over. I was hoping for that. I have a calendar with extensive medications and treatment schedules on it as well as having to weigh her every day. She was down to 4 lb 6 oz the day she died. I knew it was any time now but you never know how it is going to actually happen and are somehow still never ready or prepared....I love you bop-bop!
April 1st 2013 5:09 pm
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I have the best mom in the world. She is my BFF and I am the one closest to her of the 3 of us. Patches and Pokey are pretty attached, they have had some kind of mama/baby thing going on for YEARS! When Pokey arrived Patches sounded like the anti-Christ...sounds no one should ever hear....! And voila', 2 days later she adopted him! Funny, but since I have been really, really sick, everyone looks out for me. Well, not Patches per say, but she is so much nicer than before! I still am wary of her, but gave in and kissed her head one day (I must have been feeling sentimental!). I am a lot of work for mom these days, lots of meds and that BIG fluid needle in my neck every day that hurts. I have a lot of issues and mom cries and tells me I have to visit her and wait for her when "the time" comes. I don't know what that is, but I guess mom will let me know. My doctor said something today about "hopefully till the end of summer" so that sounds like a good thing from mom's reaction. Mom says Puddy (whom I have never met) will come to help me through "it"....I don't really get it but I know my life has changed as my other two siblings don't have to go through all of the medicine and shots that I do. They seem pretty supportive though, Pokey lays on the kitchen rug every day when I get my fluids and waits for me to finish. I still like to go outside, jump the fence, and then when mom comes out to get me we sit in the sun together and I have extra special mommy time. I live for my mom, and she for me, so I am a very lucky girl ;)
May 12th 2012 3:17 pm
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Luckily for me, I got rescued from a Pinole shelter from the SF PHS about 8 years ago. The other shelter had me on the list to be euthanised because they thought I was too shy to get a home, but the PHS gave me a chance! Mom saw me on the website 9 days after Puddy died, and because she could not stand the empty feeling in the house, against her wishes she got another cat. You see, Puddy had all kinds of problems, and mom didn't have pet insurance at the time. Puddy took all of mom's money and despite all efforts did not have the best death. I heard it was a very hard sad ending. I'm so glad that didn't happen to me! Mom learned that all of my problems with my teeth are also a tell-tell sign that I have weak kidneys, and sure enough, I do. Mom cries a lot over that and although I have insurance, mom didn't want to do the $2,000 in invasive scopes, ultrasound, MRI etc. including anesthesia which could hurt my kidneys more. My current and maybe now past vet pushed for this even after saying I was stage 3 of 4 kidney failure. Mom talked to a well respected animal communicator and she led mom to homeopathics, glandulars, etc for me and I feel the best I have in a while. And I am not vomiting!! Contact mom if you want any info on that.....I am mommy's girl and have gone from a very shy, scared girl to the bravest of the 3!!! Now that I think I am perfect, I have to deal with limited time. Life is not always fair......it is very sad. I hate when mom cries....but I will always be with her like Puddy is.
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