Nicknames: Alpha, Alphanumerid, Blue, Bro, Brother, Camera, Caminare, Kamie, My Little Brother, Owl Eyes, The Superbluge (pronounced "Super-bloog").
Gotcha Date: November 13th 1993
Birthday: October 23rd 1993
Coloration: Silver Tabby
Likes: pushing sand out of the litter box, chasing his tail, sleeping, playing with Gem, & jumping on Smudge.
Pet-Peeves: airplane travel, getting spooked, thunderstorms, vet visits.
Favorite Toy: string, and his knoted sock (carries it like a kitten).
Favorite Nap Spot: Dad's bed and random chairs around the house.
Favorite Food: his own.
Skills: Great at hiding and high jumping. Excellent at catching flies. Kamara can beg with 2 paws up.
Arrival Story: Kamara was adopted at 3 weeks old in Maraciabo, Venezuela. He was small enough to fit in the palm of my hand, and his eyes were hardly opened. We were initially told that he was a "she", but learned the truth after his first vet visit. Had I not found him in a shoebox, under a craft table during a church Christmas bazaar, Kamara would surely not be alive today.
Bio: Coming from a family of wild / feral cats, Kamara eventually settled into the quiet indoor life. To date, he has lived in 3 countries, and travels with the rest of his clan. After I fed him from a bottle, he grew to not be so fond of me. He would often bite and attack me, but be nothing but loving to my parents. We have a typical brother-sister relationship, which is improving as we both age.
For the first time since starting my new job, I was actually bouncing in the morning. I could not believe my e-mail inbox, when I checked it before leaving the house. As it was Gem's 10th birthday yesterday, I assumed that there may have been a rosette or two given by a fellow Dogster...Little did I know the real surprise was about to be revealed.
My darling baby Brother was named 'Cat of the Day'. There he was on the main page, looking as handsome as ever. I was (and still am) both shocked and delighted. He was selected just two months after Smudge was chosen for the honour. I'm hoping that no one thinks there's a Catster conspiracy about!
My heart is once again touched by not only his title, but the out pouring of love and goodwill our family has received by the community. From the friendship requests, rosettes, treats, corralle additions, and visits to Kamara's page, I am just so happy for people to see how loved my Brother is. Every pet has a special story, and their story is able to live on through these pages we create.
Last month, out veterinary hospital made a donation to The University of Guelph in Kamara's name. The donation will be used to further the advancement of animal medical studies. We learned of this through a letter we received in the mail from the university. I could not think of a more touching tribute, and having Kamara be named 'Cat of the Day' is just another example of reflected love in the universe.
I'm happy that tomorrow is Friday, because I can spend the evening replying to Pawmails, and returning as many rosettes as possible. I cannot believe my little cat went from nothing, to 12 rosettes and a star to boot!
It is bittersweet though. Whilst driving home at 10:30 tonight, I thought I'd come home and give Kamara a hug for his achievement. I had forgotten, yet again.
Today, Mom and I have to say good-bye to you. We are now just waiting for the vet to come to our house...to help you on your way. This is so hard for me, my Little Brother. I'm just happy that we were able to resuce you, and exchange love over the past 15 years. I wish our Dad was here, but he's in Texas for the next three weeks. He will be as socked and saddened as we are. The years go by so fast. ♥
Kamara, you are my mischievous little Brother from Maraciabo, Venezuela. Your name was comprised of the first letters in mine, Mom's, and Dad's names. The "mara" fit in with the city of your birth, from which we rescued you from a short and most certainly feral life.
In 1993, you were the family's baby. We fed you with a bottle, and you slept next to my bed in a shoebox. At the time of your arrival, your sister Smudge was very gravely ill. Venezuelan vets were not as advanced as those in North America, and could not determine what was wrong with her. Mom contemplated flying back to Canada with her, to be treated at home.
Time can work in marvelous ways. Smudge recovered miraculously, following surgery to remove a swallowed eraser trapped in her intestines. That can be attributed to quick thinking on the part of a young Venezuelan veterinarian.
At the time I was too young to comprehend the magnitude of the situation, and devotion towards a 3 week old kitten was vital in protecting the both of us. Thank you for needing me, as much as I needed you.
As we both age, we are once again becoming closer to one another. Although you spent much of your youth attacking and biting me, the way you interact with other family pets and our parents is quite sweet. The pair of us really are a "typical" brother and sister. I still love you, and I'm happy to have been able to rescue you all those years ago. ♥