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Coloration: Chocolate Point
Likes: eating
Pet-Peeves: The dog, living with other cats
Favorite Toy: toy mice
Favorite Nap Spot: the sofa
Favorite Food: chicken
Skills: Elvis is very smart and knows my oldest son is blind, so he sometimes sneaks up on him and steals his food. He does not do this to anyone else. He likes to talk a lot, too.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: I found Elvis online. He was abandoned as a kitten and was in a foster home. I went to see him at his foster home and he purred when I picked him up. I knew that he needed to live with me. He had some problems adjusting to living with other pets. He plays too rough, although he seems to like the other cats most of the time. He does not like my dog, Tonka, a Chow I adopted last summer. Tonka is really afraid of Elvis.
Bio: Elvis has too much calcium in his blood, it is called hypercalcemia. The vet found this about 2 1/2 years ago. Hypercalcemia is normally present with gastrointestinal cancers. Elvis had an ultrasound that looked normal, and was put on prednisone to control his calcium levels. A few months ago, Elvis became very ill. He ended up at the veterinary hospital for almost a week. His calcium levels were too high and he had a fever. It turns out that he had pyelonephritis, and calcium deposits in his kidneys. So, the vet figured he had cancer that was not detected with the first ultrasound. He had another one, which was also normal. No one can figure out why he has hypercalcemia, but it is causing kidney problems. Elvis needs sub-q fluids every other day, and his prednisone was increased. On top of that, he has megacolon and takes medication for that as well. He is a good kitty, and tolerates everything pretty well, all things considered. When we first started giving him the fluids, we could not get him to sit still for even one minute, he does much better now. He knows if he is a good kitty he will get some chicken!!!
Lives Remaining: 8 of 9
Forums Motto: Bad to the bone
The Groups I'm In: * Shutterfly Shutterbugs *, *HAPPY KITTIES*, *Stop Animal Abuse*, ♥ Democats ♥, AGAINST ANIMAL CRUELTY, CHICKEN, Cool Seattle Cats, CRF Support Group, Doc Hunter's House of Medicine, Frends of Skeezix (FOS), Multiple Cat households!!!, Paws with Claws, Persian and Himalayan Beauties (all family members, Shelter Dogs, The Cat House!, Washington Cat Lounge, White paws, ~**The Kool Kitty Lounge**~
Elvis is a very unique cat. I found him on the petshelter network online. I actually found his brother, Samson. Samson looked like a ragdoll cat that I had a few years ago, that is why I picked him. When I called, the lady told me Samson was already adopted, and Elvis was the last cat left. He and his brothers and sisters were abandoned as kittens and were on their own for about 9 months. Good people in the neighborhood rescued the cats and had them spayed, neutered, and adopted out. It turns out Elvis was the last cat that they caught, he was faster than the rest.
When I brought him home, he beat up my other 2 cats. He scratched and bit us. He would purr and sit on my lap, and then scratch me, hard. He bit my husband a couple of times. He wanted me to get rid of Elvis after 3 days. I felt that Elvis would have adjustment issues no matter where he went, and may not be considered adoptable. Elvis was really mean to Bonnie. I also had a 16 year old cat who was very ill with cancer. For almost 2 years, I had to separate Elvis from Bonnie and Riley. Riley passed the year I got Elvis. Bonnie was scared to death of him. I gave them "turns" in the living area and sleeping with us. Every other day, one cat would be in the bedroom and the other in the living area. Whoever was shut up in the bedroom all day would sleep with us that night. Poor Bonnie started spraying the walls when it was her turn to be in the bedroom. I ended up putting her on Buspirone for awhile. I thought that they would never be able to be in the same room together.
Elvis is still kind of mean to the other cats. He chases the dog. He ended up having kidney problems, which has slowed him down a bit. The dog won't even look at Elvis when he walks by. I adopted Tonka from the humane society last year. Elvis had to show him who was boss right away by scratching his eye. The dog recovered fine, but he figured out right away who was in charge around here.
Elvis is a daddy's boy. He loves his dad and likes to sit next to him on the sofa every evening. He also wakes his dad up for breakfast every day. Elvis is my husband's favorite cat. Elvis loves my sons, too. He "talks" to my youngest son every day when he gets home from school. He is more vocal than my other kitties, and a bit more demanding as well.
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