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I adopted your cat two years ago.

September 2nd 2008 5:09 am
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You cared about him enough to see he would eventually would get a home.
But you didn't care enough about him to keep him.
You didn't care that he spent 6 long months waiting.
You didn't care he almost froze to death in a cat carrier before he was found.

Why did you remove his claws?
Was it to protect your precious furniture?
Was it because he was affectionate and you didn't want his claws poking holes in your clothes as you held him?
Did you know that a scratching post and proper training would have been enough?
Do you think that was why he was passed by so many times?

Why didn't you give him a collar that fits?
Did you know he has a worn area around his neck now?
It's mostly covered up by fur but you can still see the skin if you look.
Do you care that you've scarred him for life?

Why did you give him up?
Was it because he pestered you too much to go outside?
Was it because of allegeries that could be fixed by medication?
Were you tired of him now the he was bigger and no longer a kitten?
Was it because he was you were moving and couldn't be bothered to take him with you?

He's happy now.
He knows he has a home and someone who loves him.
He knows he has someone who will care for him even if he gets sick.
He knows that he won't be abandoned again even if he can be a pain sometimes.
He still misses you despite what happened and would like to see you again.

I would like to know too. Because he is my cat and I love him.


Black & White is back

August 27th 2008 8:35 pm
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Daddy brought Pepi back today. She's different from before. She doesn't have much energy. She played a little and slept and didn't cause any trouble like she did before the trip. She smells different too. I'm sitting on Daddy now as he types in my diary. He thinks I'm well on my way to accepting her. Maybe I am.


A Cat's Prayer

August 26th 2008 6:47 am
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Pepi is being spayed today. I'm back to my usual self. Lena is still upset. Daddy says Pepi's coming back tomorrow. Daddy found this poem from Kujo I wasn't skin and bone, but I was abandoned in the cold, but this prayer does remind all of us what every cat needs.

I hope I'm not asking too much, Lord;
All I want is a home of my own,
And to know when my next meal is coming
Instead of the scraps I get thrown.

I've been out in the cold for so long now,
Just coping as best as I can;
But it's not been so long I've forgotten
The touch of a soft caring hand.

I look in house windows at Christmas,
As cats doze by the fire, quite replete;
How I'd welcome a box in the kitchen,
And tasty food for me to eat.

For me there was tinsel and giftwrap,
But the fun didn't last very long.
They put me outside with the rubbish;
I still don't know what I did wrong.

I really don't want to be greedy;
At the moment I'm all skin and bone,
So would it be too much to hope for
That someone will give me a home?

Author Unknown


The Black & White annoyance is gone

August 25th 2008 5:10 pm
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Daddy took Pepi away to get spayed. Good! She was stinking up the place and Lena and I get Daddy to ourselves again. I was getting used to her too. A little.

Daddy found this poem by Kyla and wanted to post it here because I had some baggage when I came to live with him. We quickly unpacked it and put it away. I guess I should try to be sure Pepi gets as little baggage as possible.

Baggage (The Meaning of Rescue)

Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed,
All nicely tucked in my warm new bed,
I'd like to open my baggage,
Lest I forget,
There is so much to carry,
So much to regret.

Hmmm...Yes, there it is, right on the top,
Let's unpack Loneliness, Heartache and Loss,
And there by my perch hides Fear and Shame.
As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave,
I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain.
I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,
But I wasn't good enough - for they didn't want me.

Will you add to my baggage?
Will you help me unpack?
Or will you just look at my things,
And take me right back?
Do you have the time to help me unpack?
To put away my baggage, to never repack?
I pray that you do - I'm so tired you see,
But I do come with baggage,
Will you still want me?

By Evelyn Colbath(c)1995 Baggage All rights reserved


Why Daddy why?

August 24th 2008 4:46 pm
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Yesterday Daddy came back with something horrible! A little black kitten. Nooooooooo! Aren't we good enough for you? Daddy says the kitten is a foster like we were and that she's staying until we find her a new home. So far she's been a real pest. I won't let her get near me and she hangs around Daddy all the time. And when she's in her special room (the room we're rarely allowed in) she cries! She sneaks into the garage and when she's there by herself, she cries! She hates being alone. What's going to happen when Daddy goes to work tomorrow? I've been getting used to this intruder. I'm going to have to show her who's boss. So far all she's been doing is crying for her littermates and poking her nose everywhere. Well too bad! They're not here and we want you to go back!

What Daddy? She's not going back just now. When? I don't like her. She smells funny and she hangs around you all the time.


Little Update

August 2nd 2008 9:21 pm
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I wanted to give an update. Like most cats I go through phases. Sometimes I want to be held and sometimes I don't. I just got through a "don't touch me" phase. Last night I stayed with Daddy most of the night and this morning I shared his pillow and put my paws on his head until he got out of bed. But if the patio door is open, I'm there. I want to go out but Daddy doesn't let me anymore. Same is true of the garage. I can't go there either. Apart from that things are good.

I've started demanding that the bathroom sink faucets be turned on so I can drink from them. Sometimes I let the water fall on my paw and I lick it off. But however I drink it, I make sure that I find Daddy before I sake the water off.


It's grilling season!

May 10th 2008 5:48 pm
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Daddy started grilling today! You know what that means? Outside! He put me in my harness and let me go out as he tended the grill. I wandered around, nibbled on grass, lie on the sidewalk and sun. But when Daddy thought I wandered too far (including when I explored to the houses on the other side of the driveway) he got upset and dragged me by the leash back to where he can keep an eye on me. I hate it when he insists I go somewhere. I want to explore! He brought me in a few times but once he almost threw me out. I was getting sickie from the grass and was next to the door when I was making those sounds cat owners hate to hear. So I got sickie outside. I was out for a few hours until the grilling stopped. I had enough anyway even though Daddy had to carry me back inside. There was two kinds of fish and steak and chicken and veggies. But none for me. (I don't care, I got to go outside!) Why someone would want to grill veggies? But it makes Daddy happy. The letter carrier said it smelled like a restaurant! Daddy says if I'd remember to stay in sight and close by I can go out more. But I have to keep pushing my boundaries. I'm a guy!


A Fin for Daddy

April 30th 2008 6:02 pm
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I got to to outside again. I love going outside! Even if Daddy doesn't want me too. Yesterday he put me in my harness. I hate it but it means I get to go outside so I put up with it. Yesterday I convince Daddy to let me sniff around some trees and he found a $5 bill! See! That's what happens when you bring me outside! (You're buying this right?)



April 27th 2008 5:28 pm
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The grass is growing and it's warm outside, that must mean it's spring! I got to go outside (on a leash of course) and I nibbled at the grass. Lena is not as interested about going outside, but she does love it when Daddy opens the patio door for fresh air. Things are pretty normal here except for the new vacuum. This one is stronger than the old one. It still makes horrible noises but it got more of the dirt, dust, and fur in the carpet. I'd swear the carpet is a shade lighter than before like when I first came to live here. Daddy brought down the plants and put them outside where I can't eat them. He's talking about getting catnip seeds for a pot outside. Yummy! That should be awesome. Daddy's not sure if I like catnip or not (25% of cats don't have the gene that makes them go crazy for catnip) but that could be because all the catnip I have so far has been dried. The fresh stuff should be better. But even if I don't go crazy, I'll get to eat plants!


The V-E-T

February 9th 2008 12:41 pm
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Daddy had the cat carriers out for a few days and this morning he put Lena and me into them and drove us to the VET! I didn't like the other kitty smells and being handled by strangers. Daddy kept me calm as the vet poked and felt me all over. I hate that! I growled a lot. Worst of all the vet didn't try to placate me with treats! The good news is that I am a healthy cat (except that I gained a pound since last time) and I got my shots. Yes, getting shots is good news because I didn't try to bite anyone while it happened. I stayed pretty calm on the drive and I didn't fight hard to get in the carrier. I'm glad I have a good vet otherwise I'd act a lot worse.

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