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Coloration: Brown Tabby
Likes: Sleeping in the bed at night, resting in the shade, watching F1 Racing with my Dad, hanging out with Blanca the nice lady across the street
Pet-Peeves: Nothing - I'm cool as a cucumber... OK, I don't really like being woken up
Favorite Toy: I'm not one for playing much any more - I'm getting on a bit now. But I do like my big stuffed "scratchy mouse", it makes a good pillow. And I LURVE empty boxes, yeah!
Favorite Nap Spot: The disgusting old armchair that can't be thrown out because it belongs to the cats
Favorite Food: Tuna and raw chacken when I can get it, Fancy Feast.
Skills: I can open doors - I know how to push bi-folds, pull cabinet doors, even slide shower doors (I like to sleep in the bath tub). I'm a genius!
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: I was born in the Cayman Islands and my Mum chose me from a cage of dirt-covered flea infested kittens at a vet's office. I made sure she picked me by going up and kissing her fingers through the wire. I know she wanted to take us all but simply couldn't, so when she picked me, I felt very special. We have loved each other ever since, through bad times and good. I've been around longer than all her relationships to date! I have lived in 3 different countries and have air miles to prove it. Now I have a dad too and the funny thing is he didn't like cats until he met me. I'm a charmer, what can I tell you. Now we sit and watch TV together while the other cats that he's adopted since race around being childish...
Bio: When I was only a year old, I got shot in the eye with a bb gun by some nasty kids. My mum didn't know for a couple of days because I did a bunk for a while. When I finally felt well enough to make it home, my mum took me to the vet where the nice lady removed my injured eye and made me better. Now, I only have one eye and I'd like to say it doesn't make any difference, but perhaps it's because I know my limitations and just don't let them show:) Please don't tell anyone I said that...
Lives Remaining: 3 of 9
Forums Motto: They call me Mr Boombastic
The Groups I'm In: ♥ The Pet Poetry Group ♥, ****PURRS AND WOOFS FOR THE MISSING****, 10 YEARS OR OVER??? DOGS or CATS, **Tabbies With 'Tudes** , FOR THE LOVE OF LAUREL, Hey! You Look Like Me!, I'm Not Orange; But I Am Proud, Brusselball, Calling All Chefs, Catster Marketplace, De House of Isaac, Disabled Pets** Group No Longer Active**, Doc Hunter's House of Medicine, Hurricane Pets Rescue, I love Cookie!, Olde Furts, Pen Paws, Q4Aldo, Tabby Boyz, The (Endless) Summer of Scooter, The kool kitties klub, The Pound Puppy Project, We're One-derful!
The Last Forum I Posted In: Catsters In Need of Serious Purring
Well, the Holiday weekend meant one thing to my mum - getting me to the vet beforehand!!!
So off I went in a very disgruntled manner this morning...
It's hard to say when this latest "dowturn" started. As it is, I have not eaten for a while. This will be the third day. I had a few licks of some tuna juice this morning but I really didn't want that either, and to be honest that's very unusual.
Mum has noticed me drinking more and just looking "uncomfortable". I am sleeping a lot and being a tiny bit cranky.
Our vet did the usual impositions on my poor old body and found that my temperature was normal, my ears and one eye clean and clear, but was concerned that I had lost another pound, making it 2 pounds in the last year. He also said I looked a bit straggly (STRAGGLY???) as if I'm not grooming myself as much any more. Well I've always been proud, but it's true that Missy used to wash me a lot too, and she's been gone since February.
He thinks it's possible that the old kidneys are up to no good and stole ALL my blood so he can check! He said I looked chronic rather than acute (how dare he! I have always been cute as my Catster friends know...)
They will test my blood for kidney, thyroid etc and mum will find out on Monday what the problem is. She says once she knows what it is, she can do something about it.
Everything the vet said validates what mum has been thinking about me lately. He called me a geriatric!!! However he also has a geriatric 19 year old cat of his own, so I didn't take it personally. In fact he said I shouldn't be punished just for getting old. It's good he understands...
So many friends have been worried about me lately that my mum and I decided it was time to update my photos. I'm really very grateful for all your messages, gifts and posts of concern, and I hope you like my new pics...
I think I'm doing ok. I'm eating little and often and mum is finding all sorts of tempting treats for me to try. It's true I am more svelt than I was... but skinny is still in, right? There are pics of me busy working which I do every day now, and pics of me relaxing on mummy' tummy which I do every evening for as long as she can stay prone. Everyone knows it's my special "spot". There are also pics of me with my young tabby-in-training Clyde. Did you notice how big he got?? He's getting to be quite a lump, weighing in at about 13 pounds - 3 more than moi. And Mum thinks he hasn't stopped growing yet... wonder if he will get to be as big as Arnold P or my dude Jakester?
I am still missing my Missy, but the whole family has rallied around me. Katrina and Caney also like to sleep with me on mummy's tummy, but not often together (!) They never used to do that because Missy wouldn't allow it. When it's time for bed, I climb up to the lofty mattress and wait for mum to get under the duvet so I can curl up against her, then Clyde curls up next to me to keep me company. I think he really digs me :)
So my life has changed, but I'm making my way through, thanks to my family and all of you - my great mates who keep me in their daily purrs and thoughts. You're the BEST!
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