Sebastian (1999-2013)

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Sex: Male   Weight: 12 lbs.

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Sab; Baby Boy; Delinquent; Ssssssssilly Sssssssab; Sabbo; The Orange One

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Gotcha Date:
August 2nd 1999

June 8th 1999

Orange & White Tabby

announcing his arrival by howling @ top of his lungs; chin rubs; food; windows with sun; chatting; attacking Mackenzie

bagpipes; whistling; belly rubs; being brushed; unsolicited attention; foster bunnies

Favorite Toy:
crinkly roll from Ashley; fly fishing rod cat toy; Dr. Pussum's Famous Feline Elixer Catnip bag

Favorite Nap Spot:
cat carrier, under the kitchen window; bottom of the bed at mama's feet

Favorite Food:
deli turkey, haddock, cheese

knows Mama's car; perfects the under-foot method; knows where the red laser comes from but doesn't care


Arrival Story:
Mama says: After I moved out on my own, I had a dream that Jesus came from Heaven and gave me an orange tabby that He had named Sebastian. I went looking for him, but didn't find him. Determined to have a cat, I "settled" for Mackenzie but have never regretted falling in love with her. A couple years later, a girlfriend's orange tabby got pregnant & gave birth to a litter of 5; 3 of them were orange males. She begged me to take one before her husband dumped them on the side of the road. I relented and said yes. She saved me the kitten with the darkest orange markings. Since we couldn't seem to connect in time for her husband to make good on his threat, I picked him up, sight unseen, in a box, at her mom's house, when Sebastian was 8 weeks old. My friend found homes for the other kittens, but since they were all outdoor cats, they all became road kill; Sebastian is now the only survivor of the litter.

Sebastian says: I was meant for Mama long before I was born. Being a boy, I only accept attention on my terms, but when I want it, you'd better be ready! I'm a loud mouth and have no problems speaking my mind. There's never a wrong time to play - unless I'm napping and don't want to be disturbed. I designated myself official company greeter of the family, and I prey on any sun spot I can find. As I've gotten older I've developed asthma and slight kidney irregularities, but I haven't let that slow me down one bit!

Forums Motto:
Mama\'s Baby Boy

The Groups I'm In:
Maine Street, New England Patriots Nation, Silly Sab Stories

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Mid Winter Annifursary Bash January 31

I've Been On Catster Since:
July 15th 2006 More than 10 years!

I Was In The:
Catster's 2006 Holiday Picture Party!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Sebastian's Obituary

May 18th 2013 5:41 pm
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Sebastian aka Sab, 13, died Saturday, May 18, 2013, after an extended intestinal illness, with his mom & medical team by his side.

Born Tuesday, June 8, 1999, he was one of 5 kittens born to Hunny and Elmo of the Small Household in Raymond, Maine.At age 8 weeks, he moved to Standish, Maine to live over a yarn shop with his forever family.

Quickly earning himself the nickname “The Delinquent”, he channeled his curiosity by appointing himself Hospitality Manager &Security Inspector for the home. No one was allowed to step foot into the apartment without the full-court press of being greeted, circled, guided inside, then given full attention & a coating of orange & white fur, which he maintained with great pride. As Security Inspector, he unwittingly caused the most trouble, getting himself locked in the shower stall for 12 hours, or spending the night in the apartment hallway because he never told his mother he was making one last pass through her legs. His tenure was also fraught with scandal, such as the day he fled upon the arrival of The Moving People who brought in a new bed, and he spent the day inspecting the top of the refrigerator. Or, while on the first day of duty, he broke the new computer printer because he considered the moving paper a security risk to his mother’s well being. Evenings would find him securing the household after careful inspection of each water bowl, door, and bed, going behind the desk, climbing the bookcase, the bureau, snooping around the bed, and howling his success to anyone who cared to listen. He considered anything near the edge of anything was suspicious and needed to be knocked off with swiftness & accuracy. When foster rabbits, guinea pigs, hamsters & mice arrived in the home, he inspected every item in each bag with precision, then spent the fosters’ time in the home watching them to make sure no nefarious shenanigans were perpetrated without his participation& consent. His most daring foster hanky-panky included knocking over the cage where two nervous & pregnant guinea pig mamas were huddled. His proudest accomplishment was making Oliver, his mother’s friend’s toy poodle, terrified of cats, by launching himself onto the dog’s face when the dog dared to enter the carrier where Sab & sister Mackenzie were hiding.

Sab won himself may fans through the years. He eventually found an outlet for sharing his silly stories on Catster, and called it “Silly Sab Stories”. He knew how to spin a good yarn & get all the tails thumping with glee. He was a member of the group The Three Mouscateers, which included his besties Chumley and Jason Hopper. He was sensitive to remembering the souls of friends in his life who died, conducting special howling sessions in the middle of the kitchen around the time they died. He prided himself in his orange brilliance, and is why he never fell for the red laser light, instead going straight for the handheld device in Mama’s hand.

Despite his lifelong issue with asthma, and diabetes and chronic kidney disease later in life, he never allowed these difficulties to interfere with his zest for life. His favorite pastimes included jumping &antagonizing his sister Mackenzie, hanging out with his mama in the evenings,sun worshiping, The Evening Howl, catnip, crinkly toys, creating the Orange Streak of Zoom, Rosie Rat, and his special pink stuffed heart.

His favorite foods included tuna water, deli turkey, eggs, cow's milk & Temptations treats.

He is survived by his mother, Stephanie Umbro, brother Bijou (cavy); and sisters Zena (gerbil) and Sandy (hamster). He was predeceased by cat parents Hunny, Elmo, and his littermates; brothers Milo & Monet (guinea pigs); sisters Mackenzie (cat), Paisley and Taffy (guinea pigs); Henrietta,Reese, and Melody (hamsters); and his human Papa. He will also be remembered by extended family including his human Memere, aunts, uncles, cousins, and his favorite pet sitters, Paulo & Marty. He will never be forgotten by his orange besties: Jason Hopper, Oliver Winston Parsons, and Jasper (of The Manxters), and was predeceased by orange furiends Chumley, Stinker, & Ashley.

A memorial was held at his time of death with a paw print to be given to his family.

Family & Friends who wish to donate in Sebastian’s name are asked to support Diabetic Cats in Need, the organization that got him set up with glucose screenings, blood tests, and insulin supplies when he became diabetic, effectively saving his life. They may be reached at:

Diabetic Cats in Need or

use their Paypal address:


Goodbye, My Furiends

May 18th 2013 7:46 am
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Mama here;

It was time. Sab fought as hard as he could, but in all probability, it was GI cancer. The nausea medication didn't hold him. He'd vomit & it would just knock him off his feet. His eyes would glaze over, and he'd lay there, catching his breath, before getting up to say hi to me.

I couldn't let him suffer anymore. He slipped peacefully away, with Dr. Alex's help, at 9:18am EST. He made me promise, though, to post this last message when I got home.

My heart is broken, and this is now a catless, soulless apartment. It's going to take a lot of time to get used to that.

I will always be Sab's Mama. He touched so many lives & have left so many furiends in tears now that he's gone. Your love & support has meant the world to us - to me - and I promise I will eventually read the messages. For now, Catster is just too painful a place to be.

But here is Sab, to have the last word:

I am so tired, furiends. I just don't have any more fight in me. Nausea medicine didn't help me. I am in pain. I can't stop drooling. My back legs aren't working like I want them to anymore. Dr. Alex is quite certain that I have cancer b/c the medicine didn't work at all. I asked Mama to post this message for me when she gets home, after bringing me to see Dr. Alex for the last time & helping me go to sleep so I don't hurt anymore. I have had the most pawsome life that a cat could ask for. I had my Mama wrapped around my paws from the very first day.

Furiends, if you wish to share your love of me with others, could you do me a favor? The wonderful people at Diabetic Cats in Need helped me out last year when I got sick with the die-ah-beets-ies. Without them, I wouldn't have gotten to spend the last 15 months with Mama. If you want to visit them, they are at



Out of Time

May 15th 2013 12:30 pm
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It's Mama;

I'll do my very best not to cry on all of you. Had a very long chat with Dr. Alex this afternoon, after he consulted with the ultrasound vet. I must agree with them; there's nothing left to do for Sab.

Dr. Alex applauded my efforts, saying that many people give up on their pets a lot sooner than I did with Mackenzie & wouldn't have gone this far with Sebastian. There's just nothing more to be done.

Bottom line: we are out of time. Sab was given injectable antibiotics & anti-emetics. When he begins to vomit again, I will need to say goodbye. We've got 24 hours to reverse this trend.

We're home, and he's very unsettled. He's pacing. He spent last night vomiting in several places. He's begun hiding. I am not optimistic, at this point, and even a reversal of vomiting is enough.

I'll do my best to keep you up to date.

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