May 6th 2009 6:24 am
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Today (5/6/09) I nominated my Mommy for Catster's "Best Cat Mom" Award. This is what I submitted on the "Cat's Meow" blog:
My sister Kalin passed away recently this year on 1/13/09, but before she crossed The Rainbow Bridge she had shared with me loving stories on why she thought our Mama was the best “Mama”. Kalin knew that she was a high maintenance cat that deserved to be spoiled, pampered, and cared for. She listed to me the many ways that our Mama showed how much she truly loved her little “Sunshine”. Kalin told me:
• Mama rescued me when I was 11 months old and was headed to the chopping block
• Mama told me that she loved me every single day that I belonged to her: 6544 times
• I snuggled on my Mama’s lap this many times (at least once a day after dinner): 6425 times (discounting her vacation days every year)
• Mama ensured that I would see a long and happy life on earth: 6874 days = 18.82 years
• Mama fed me this many cans of Fancy Feast every night around midnight when I meowed at her to feed me: 6425 times
• Mama emptied my litter box this many times when I pooped and peed every day: 12850 times
• Mama took me for annual medical examinations at the vet every year for at least this many times: 18 times
• Mama gave me flea juice ointment every month religiously until I crossed The Bridge: 218 times
• Mama paid for me to stay in deluxe accommodations at the vet for this many days while she was on vacation (7 days/yr): 119 times
• Mama forced steroid pills down my mouth every day after I got cancer until I crossed The Bridge: 676 times
• Mama forced chemotherapy (Lucoran) pills down my mouth every day (4 days every 3 weeks): 128 times
• Mama dealt with my cancer for this many days: 683 days
• Mama gave me insulin injection shots twice a day after I got diabetes: 5006 times
• Mama dealt with my diabetes for this many days: 2545 days
• Mama gave me this many enemas when I got stopped up in my old age: 5 times
• Mama changed my nightly diapers this many times when I couldn’t control my bladder: 2 times
• Mama gave me subcutaneous fluid injections (IVs) twice a week in the last year of my life: 104 times
• Mama made sure my teeth were checked and cleaned at the vet (at least once every 2 years): 9 times
• Mama paid this much money to the vet (for a cancerous intestinal tumor removal) on 3/2/07: $1,100
• Mama gave me a whole lobster on my 10th birthday: 1 time
• Mama performed bladder massage on me when I found it hard to go peepee by myself: 30 times
• Every time my folks went out to dinner each week, I was never let down when I begged for and received special treats: 2754 times
Kalin would have liked for me to relay her thanks to all the Mamas out there who have had the opportunity to know what it is like to care and love a cat through a long, happy, and sometimes challenging life.
January 11th 2009 7:25 pm
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Dear Family and Friends,
My time has come to wish you a sad farewell, and to cross the Rainbow Bridge in the very near future. I have not been feeling well and my health has been gradually deteriorating. My nine lives are all used up now and I cannot even control my peepee anymore. Mommy and Daddy bought me disposable diapers which I started wearing as of last night (Saturday) -- it helps. My Mommy calls me a tough little old "Ladybug". I have survived diabetes since 1/25/02 with twice-daily insulin shots; several cat fights with my brother Shabby (who became part of the family on 3/29/06); an intestinal lymphoma tumor removal on 3/2/07 and periodic chemotherapy and steroid treatments since. My Mommy tells me that I'm "spensive" but she would do anything for her "Sunshine".
I have been blessed with a very long and happy life (thanks especially to my Mommy who rescued me from going to the SPCA when I was one-year old and living with Cyndi's sister Kathy). I would have turned 19 years on 3/20/09. My vet told me that I'm about 98 years old in "human-years".
I was named by Mommy's nephew Chris (then 7 years old) who had a crush on the prettiest girl in his class, Kalin. My cat mother was a calico cat named "Lady" (but she was no lady when she was in heat). I don't know who my cat father was but it was probably one of twenty or so male cats roaming our neighborhood in Oceanside. I had two brothers named Scooter and Bob. Back then I lived outside because I was scared of the big mean man inside. My life turned around for the best when I adopted Mommy who took me to her apartment in Vista, showed me my litter box and food bowl, whereupon I then climbed onto her sofa and purred myself to sleep. I gave special comfort to Mommy as she was then recovering from cancer in 1991. We have always been and will always be best friends. We have helped each other through tough times.
I was very active when I was younger. I was an extremely good jumper, and I was quick at attacking feathers, shoelaces, aluminum foil balls, and toy mice. I loved to chatter at birds, and was never afraid of any cats in my area. I was very good on a leash when Mommy used to walk me around the apartment complex.
In February of 1992, my future Daddy moved downstairs to an adjacent apartment. I was always skiddish and scared of male humans due to my previous experience with them. I learned to tolerate him when he was dating my Mommy for about 5 years. I am basically a one-person cat but I'm glad they finally got married five years later as now there are two people to own and provide me food. By the way, I have always been spoiled and I LOVE lobster, turkey, filet mignon, salmon, scallops, prime rib, chicken, and Fancy Feast. I love to eat and I always knew that when my folks came back in the evening with a white box, it was always loaded with good stuff for me! I would follow them into the kitchen and MEOW and MEOW until I got what I wanted!
Although I'm not a very sociable cat, I did make friends with SmokeyJo (a grey Persian cat who passed away in Feb 2004) and my good friend Blackie (A.K.A. Beebers) who lived next door and passed away last year in October. One of the best friends I ever met on the Internet was a cat named Skeezix; you can check out his famous website at: http://www.skeezixthecat.com . Our family have always daily visited his site for a daily laugh or sometimes a daily cry. I remember celebrating with hundreds of other cats on his September birthday in 2006! Skeezix sent us many party favors, including some catnip which my brother Shabby just loved!
Although I was not particularly happy on the day that Shabby joined our family and starting sharing some of the prime space in the house, I will secretly tell you that he is one of the friendliest and loving cat brothers you could ever have. I love you Shabbers and I hope you give peace and enjoyment to Mommy and Daddy after I am gone.
As I mentioned before, I was diagnosed with diabetes in 2002. My Mommy has never failed to give me my daily shots as well as intravenous saline drips to combat recent dehydration. I have made great friends at the Melrose Veterinary Clinic and have been a loyal friend and client to them since forever. My favorite caretaker is a lady I call "Aunt Jeanie". My Mommy and Daddy would often take long trips at least once a year and leave me in their care. I have postcards that I have saved when they went to France and Italy.
I used up one of my nine lives when I had a major cancer operation in 2007; Dr. Weinberg removed a malignant tumor that was blocking my intestines, and which prevented me from eating or going to the bathroom (#2). I gave everyone a big scare, but especially with the love of my Mommy and Daddy, as well as my Internet buddies, I made it through! I would like to extend my deepest cat gratitude to Dr. Richieri who has also been one of my primary caregivers for so many years. Thank you for everything you have done to keep me healthy for such a long time.
I am an American shorthair cat, and as such I am fiercely patriotic, and have strongly held my tail high and meowed with pride over the service of our armed service members, Olympic athletes, police and firefighters. I have bared my fangs and extended my claws to anyone who would bring harm to the good ole U.S. of A.
I am proud to say that in 2003 I helped my Daddy discover a sequence of numbers (now called the Kalin Sequence: 2,4,2,4,6,2,6,4) that help explain the pattern of the prime numbers. For two consecutive nights, I used my tail-swishing (two flicks; four flicks, etc) to help him solve this age-old math problem that was just too easy for my superior cat intelligence. I am glad that a piece of me will live on in the Kalin Sequence.
My Mommy has a theme song she sings to me whenever she can -- the song is called "You Are My Sunshine". She likes to hold me close when she sings this. There is a song called "Hero" by Enrique Iglesias that whenever I hear, I always think about how my Mommy had saved me from a bad situation. My Daddy also refers to it as "The Kitty Song".
I love my Mommy and Daddy but I must leave them soon. Mommy said that Grandpapa Chuck and her brothers Scott and Stevie will be there to meet me at the Rainbow Bridge. I have been the best cat daughter I could be. I am eternally grateful for the great life I have lived, and the love, care and support I have received from my family and all my friends. Good bye and may we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge. Goodbye Mama. I love you.
Kalin Mae Garcia
November 14th 2006 8:55 pm
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Well, I've not been very good about my diary. And I really should update things here. First of all, I was sick with my diabetes and had to spend some time at the vet's. I really like them there but not when I'm sick. Then, after my blood sugar got back under control, my mom and dad took a trip to Disneyland for a few days. So back to the vet I went, this time accompanied by my brother Shabby and only to board while mom and dad were gone.Mom had told me that this Disneyland place had a mouse, so I was kinda hoping she would bring it home and I could -well you know, do with it what we cats do with mice. But no mouse came home with them. I guess she couldn't catch it. I hope next time they can get it and bring it back with them. I guess this mouse is some big deal.
Rubbs and Purrs, Kalin