November 6th 2013 10:18 pm
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Yep. I am a walking miracle. A handsome walking miracle. I saw the NJ doc last week and he said my x-rays look beautiful. I also go for laser therapy to my doc here in NY for my joints. I am a pampered kitty. I get around well and am still as pesty as ever when I want to eat, which is all the time.
Glad that my friend Boogers went to get his Radiocat treatment and is home doing well. Another evil Canadian Cat is now blaming me for infecting both Boogers and her as well with thyroid problems. She gets her test results back tomorrow so we shall see.... In the meantime, I wonder what she is doing about that huge pimple. Mwahaahaa!!!
February 25th 2013 8:51 pm
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Yep! That's correct! I had my 4 month check-up with my oncologist in NJ and my x-rays show that, according to my doc, I am "perfect". Those were his words. He also said I was "beautiful". Mom and Dad said they already knew that!
It is hard to believe that one and a half years ago, Mom and Dad's world came crashing down when I went to have a little cyst near my ear removed and we were told it was a rare form of cancer. With the fast actions of my parents and advice from some smart doctors, here I am, still with my family and still being pesty and persnickery, nagging for treats and pestering Pansy and her evil sidekick, Princess. Still scratching the carpets and barfing up hairballs. Mom and Dad said they wouldn't have it any other way.
Thanks to all my pals who purred for me and sent well wishes. Those Catster purrs really do work!!!
November 8th 2012 10:11 am
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Dad mailed a package to CANADA from his work on Oct 16th and it STILL HAS NOT GOTTEN THERE! It seems it made it through NY and out of the country but once it got to Canada, it **POOF** disappeared off the planet. Hmmmm, now I wonder who could be behind this dastardly deed.......
August 30th 2012 9:14 pm
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Beepers tagged me in this fun game, so here goes.
Who Am I?
(1) Tell me your funny Christmas story.
We have the tiniest tree with tiny ornaments, garland, a star and a tiny little skirt and train set under it. It is one foot tall because Mom & Dad are afraid we would get into all kinds of trouble with a big tree. Well, not me, I have manners, but there are some less-than-civilized kitties around here.... How do you spell M-U-F-F-Y?
(2) Where's your favorite hiding place when playing hide and go seek?
I am the one who is most impossible to find out of everyone in the house. I am not revealing my hidey spots. They shall and must remain top-secret classified info. Not even Detective Pansy could get this out of me with the lure of Tiki Cat and a bag of Temptations.
(3) What did you dream of being as a young kit?
In a cozy house, spoiled and well-fed by people who love me. Wait, I am!! Wow, dreams do come true.
(4) What's your favorite hobby? Anything goes.
Nagging for food (that's a hobby, right?) and pestering Pearl.
(5) What’s your one "bad habit" that you love and your Mom hates?
I scratch the sofa when I want food and it drives Mom & Dad crazy.
(6) If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?
I am a homebody, since whenever I get in the car for a ride, we wind up at the doc's where I get poked and prodded. Mom always promises we will "stop for chicken" on the way home, but it turns out to be a big fat lie!
(7) What is your guilty pleasure? Food, skirts and suits or cars? What?
Once in awhile, Dad brings us home a grilled chicken breast from KFC and we all get a little piece of the meat. Yum yum!!! Other than that, I love my treats.
(8) What is your favorite make believe monster? And yes girls, unicorns and fairies are included. Post a pic of this mysterious beast.
Monster? Does Pearl count?
(9) What is the one dreaded thing you have to do at home? Babysitting, taking baths, entertaining guests....what is your dread?
I get my medicine on the tip of my ear every night for my thyroid and after 4 years, I still try to run from it every night. It makes my ears wet and yucky!
March 31st 2012 6:17 pm
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A super big thanks to all my pals and their families who dropped by to wish me a Happy Birthday and Gotcha Day:
Ashley (wow, that cake was big enough for everyone!)
Samoa & Gleek
da tabbies o trout towne
My Mom got to stay home with me and give me snackies and scratches all day. I am a lucky boy! Thanks everybody.
March 29th 2012 8:59 pm
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Today is my birthday/gotcha day. I came to my forever home in 2005. Since then, lots has happened - including 4 more kitties who have come to call this their forever home too.
As some of you know, I had 2 surgeries last year and am a very lucky boy to be here for this birthday. My family treasures everyday they have with me and I treasure them and all of my friends here on Catster. Now bring on the tuna cake!!!
January 25th 2012 9:32 pm
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Dad was giving us our last snackie the other morning before he went to work and noticed that Willie got off his perch but never showed up for his snackie which is NOT like Willie. Dad goes down the basement steps and about 4 steps down he gets a strong whiff of pee. Then he sees Willie under the oil tank and he won't come out. Dad starts freaking out that Willie is having urinary problems again. He hasn't had an issues in well over 4 years. He calls our vet and she is not in that day. Dr. Winter is the only one we like to see even though there are a dozen other docs there. Now he calls Mom and asks her if she saw Willie pee before she left for work. She isn't sure. Dad didn't see Willie pee anywhere on the stairs or struggling but he doesn't know what else to think.
Dad puts Willie in their bedroom area by himself until he can come home for lunch to check on him. He has a bathroom and water and a big clean litter box and blankies and perches so it is not as sad as it sounds. He closes the basement door because he can't figure out what is going on down there. Now I am sniffing all around down there and Pearl and Cindy Lou are acting weird too.
Dad comes home at noon and goes to check on Willie. There is a huge pee in the his litter box so Dad is relieved that everything is okay with him and lets him out of the room. But we are all still freaking out at the basement door to try to get down there. Normally the door is ajar so we can go down to use the box down there. Dad puts a bowl of dry food down there and sprinkles some baby powder around it to see if the food will be eaten and whose footprints will be there. He looks all around with a flashlight and sees nothing. The basement is almost all empty anyway. He glances up the the little window and then he sees it. A huge hiney sitting on the outside under the front porch. He gets a step ladder and stands on it and yep, there are pointy little ears. It's a cat!!! A big stinky outside cat! It was raining so he or she was sitting under the porch to stay out of the rain.
Dad goes outside with a bag of food (he knows he shouldn't 'cause he doesn't want the stinky smell to be in the basement anymore) and there are 2 cats!!! A big tabby and a big black and white tuxedo. The tabby runs around the corner but the other big cat doesn't move. Maybe Boogers came to visit me. Or Pansy! Or, gulp, Princess, although she did not have blonde hair or sunglasses.
He puts a big bowl of food and a bowl of water out under the step and sure enough the big tuxedo comes to eat it. It's kind of dark and raining so he only sees the white part of the cat and knows it is not the tabby. He has to go back to work but he tells Mom not to go in the basement until they are both home. That night, the food is untouched and there are no footprints in the powder. The cats must have peed right outside that window and the smell got inside. But thank goodness, no stray cats got inside the basement.
Yesterday evening, when Dad pulled the car up the driveway, he saw a big blur run across the yard to the same place under the porch. He went to feed him/her again. Today, he went out right as it was getting dark and looked under the porch with a flashlight. No kitties. He put some food out and turned around and guess who is sitting there about 6 feet away? A big beautiful kitty but he's/she's not BLACK and white, he/she is GRAY and white. Then it hits him, this is the kitty that he named Hazel Lucy last summer!!!! He fed him/her quite a bit back then and then didn't see him/her anymore. What a beautiful kitty. Dad doesn't think this cat acts like a feral although he can't get very close. Smart kitty, he knew Dad was going to feed him/her again. No signs of the tabby. Also, thank goodness, the pee smell has completely gone away in the basement. Dad wants to move the feral shelter he made last year somehow closer to the porch. The shelter has been out there and elevated by the shed for 2 years, but it doesn't look like anyone has ever used it. He even cut a hole in the back end so there would be an escape route. Don't know if that was a mistake or not, but no one seems to use the shelter and it is nice and insulated and has straw in it. Will keep you posted. One bright side is that this has been one of the most mild winters we have had in years so far.
December 3rd 2011 9:46 pm
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Mom and Dad finally recovered from working a billion hours on Blk Friday to get some Christmas decorations down from the attic. There are stockings hanging everywhere. Too bad they are all...empty! Where are the treats? The catnip? The Yeoowwww toys? The cans of Tiki? The new large size bags of Party Mix and Temptations? Guess we will have to wait and see if Santa stops by since some of the kitties in this house have not been exactly on their best behavior all year... I won't single any cat out but her name rhymes with Rindy Who.
I have been doing pretty well except I keep scratching my ear. The docs seem to think that the internal healing of the nerves is causing me to scratch. My right ear is sewed closed but I keep scratching anyway. I am on my second Convenia shot and have some ointment to put on the scratches. On Monday I am getting a new medicine on the advice of my regular doc and the surgeon in NJ. Otherwise, I am doing well. Dr. Winter says my nymph nodes feel great and she is very happy with how well I am doing. I am very happy to be with my family for the holidays.
Hope everycat is getting ready for the holidays and realizes how lucky they are to have a cozy home with families who love them.
October 17th 2011 8:52 am
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Ooooooh, I can't believe I'm a DDP today! What an honor. I'm glad to have such a cool page for Halloween from my friend Pansy. Thanks Catster for picking me today.
October 11th 2011 3:46 am
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Check it out! Is this not the scariest page ever? Pansy and her Mom have outdone themselves this time. Check out Miss Tiki's glowing changing eyeballs!
I almost want to be nice to her, but next thing I know, her evil friend Princess will be at my front door with some newfangled scheme to steal my Tiki...