Favorite Nap Spot: Top of the little tower, Back of the Couch or anywhere else Natasha wants to sleep
Favorite Food: Meow Mix and cheese
Skills: Pooping in mass quantities, he's learned to mimic Natasha's meow, being very very cute, attacking fingers, legs, and toes often at the same time
Arrival Story: We rescued this poor little guy today 7/27 and it's a good thing too because it's thundering outside now! We saw him this morning asleep on our neighbors lawn but couldn't manage to catch him, when we came home he was still hanging around and my husband managed to get him and got several good scratches for his troubles. We fed him and took him to the vet. He has tested negative for FIV and FLV but he has major fleas and an upper respiratory infection. He's had drops for the fleass a long bath - see pics - and is recuperating in the quarantine room - bathroom as I type. He is having diahareaa - however you spell that - we think he may have eaten too much too fast when we fed him - poor guy probably hasn't eaten for days. He need ot be on antibiotics and eye drops for the infection for 10 days. He's very timid and has the loudest meow for such a little guy! Handled the vet trip like a trooper - way better than my other two ever have! We will keep him...
Bio: The vet said he's two months old and he's 2.3 lbs, and half that weight was probably fleas.
Went to the vet again today 8/17 and he's up to 4.2 lbs!!! Way to go Wolfie!
That vet cant make up her mind, today 9/1/06 she said he's 5 months old!
Again the vet doesn't know how old he is as of November 23rd he's a year old - huh? The vet said he has his adult teeth in and that makes him a year old...
Wolfie here with the latest breaking news in my household...
Mum is fostering a semi-blind kitten - a little grey and white female tabby. I'm gong crazy because I'm not allowed to play with her yet. She is getting over a URI - like I had - and needs to be quarantined for 2 weeks! I can hear her playing behind the bathroom door and it's driving me nuts.
Mum is going to make a page for her in a little while so make sure you look for her!
Well Mum said she thought I was wheezing and dragged me off to the vet today. It was very scary as we had to wait 30 minutes for our appointment and there was a very excited doggie in the waiting room with me. Well I hid under the blanket in my carrier - mum said I was acting just like Natasha! When we got in the appointment itself wasn't too bad - I guess I wasn't paying too much attention there were so many fun things to sniff and the vet let me play in the sink! I love water! When we got home mum gave me this gross stuff called clavamox - i think thats the name - yuck! I should have payed attention more apparently the vet thinks I'm coming down with another URI and put me on antibac and antiviral meds - bleck - ! Also I have put on 1 1/2 lbs in just over a month - making me what mummy calls a fatty boom-batty and I have to eat a better diet. The vet told mum she was doing the right thing keeping us on senior food due to Jabba's special diet needs but said to take away my kibble between meals! NO what a meanie! Mum also switching us onto a higher quality cat food - NOOOOOO I love my meow mix! The vet also suggested putting Natasha on kitten food to help her gain weight as she's so tiny - no fair I'm the kitten she's 3 years old! All around bad bad bad visit.
Mum's bit - On a sad note while walking in my neighborhood today I came across a local stray that some neighbors had been feeding that had been struck down and mortally injured in the road. Some cruel person had driven off leaving this beautiful girl to bleed to death in the street. By the time i found her there was nothing that could be done although I did call animal control to come help. I was mortified by their slow response time as it took me 20 minutes on hold before I could even talk to a person. The dispatch assured me they would send someone out immediately however it took over an hour for anyone to arrive, when they did I asked why they took so long and I was informed that they had only received the call from dispatch a few minutes earlier. While I understand the underfunded nature of their work I am horrified by either the lie from the dispatcher or the incompetence that caused me to have to wait so long. However I would not eave the cat as I did not want the local kids to do something cruel or other car to run her over again. Only 3 people pulled over to offer assistance and I thank them very much. I went round to the lady's house who had been feeding the cat and she thanked me for looking after it. I tried t otalk to her about TNR but as she was an older lady and we were both a bit upset I don't think I was entirely clear as to what TNR was and she appeared confused about it, although she said I was welcome to bring around some more info. Although the kitty may not have had a name she was clearly once a pet and although she never especially warmed up to me she will still be missed.
Well as the title aptly explains I went to the vet again. They keep poking me with needles and telling me that its for my own good, idiots! Well after the stabbing was over the vet comes out of his hidey whole to visit with me. New guy I havent met before so I was NOT happy. He starts sticking his fingers inym mouth, my god, do they have no shame! Then he tells daddy that I have all my adult teeth so I'm a year old - WHAT! Wait theres more... he tells daddy that I weigh 10lbs and that is..... FAT, Yes I'm officailly overweight, mum and da have to stop giving me treats. Well the thing is I havent got used to this good life yet, I was on the street for only a mathematician knows as this point how long, and if I see fodd I eat food! That means Ieat my food finish off Jabba's food and Tashas too, then I ask for more. I'm starting ot get finicky and when I overeat I puke - done that twice - so bulimia is not for me - but I'm just a hungry kitty! Mum calls me fatty boombatty now - not funny mum, and dad calls me a piemuncher - whatever that is! Wah I've been framed - its that Natasha she resents me! Help!