Myriah (in memory, 1990-2007)

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Sex: Female   Weight: 7 lbs.

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Ryah, Ry-Ry

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

March 30th 1990



The vet

Favorite Toy:
Strings, a hanger, paper

Favorite Nap Spot:
my pillow

Favorite Food:

She turned the light off and on, and knew about 30 words/phrases of English


Arrival Story:
I found her in a shelter.. she was just a cute kitten, we thought she'd make a good companion for a younger cat we just brought in. Turned out she was more like a dog - smart, obedient, friendly, and just an all-around good cat - and my baby, for over 17 years!

Myriah had VAS in 2006 (cancer from vaccinations) and had a tumor removed and had radiation; it was in remission when she died in April 2007. She also had CRF (chronic renal insufficiency), diagnosed when she was 7 and given a year to live, and hyperthyroidism. Despite this, she was happy, funny, still played and ate, and as soon as she heard me say, 'vet,' she hid under the bed!

Forums Motto:
Myriah - beloved, never to be forgotten

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Desperate! Santa Clara County removing (killing) feral ca

I've Been On Catster Since:
February 1st 2007 More than 10 years!

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The evil VET ....

February 23rd 2007 1:58 pm
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Well, we went to the evil VET. They stuck me TWICE with needles! Once to fill me full of fluid, and a second time in my neck, I guess to take blood. I got them back, though - I peed on the girl who was bringing me back to my human! She tried to get me to pee in the back room, but I wouldn't - I was saving it to go all over her! I know that humans don't care for that.

When my human got home she wiped my neck clean, because I just hate the alcohol they put on me. Then I got to eat and relax. Now she's giving me yet another pill though. So at night I get a half of something called Prednisone, a quarter or a half of a pill called Periactin, and a quarter pill of something called Pepcid a/c. In the morning I get a quarter or a half of a periactin. All these pills! I hate them! But I heard the vet say to just try the prednisone pills for a couple of days on and off to see if it perks me up.

I have been enjoying making my human pick me up, put me on the sink, and turn the water on. I like the water just out of the tap, but haven't been able to jump up there in forever. My human picked me up the other day and I've liked it ever since. I used to have a pet fountain to drink out of but didn't care much for it and she took it down. Maybe she'll put it back up for me...


oh no, the VET ....

February 22nd 2007 2:47 pm
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I just heard the humans say something about the VET. I know, I haven't been very hungry or eating very well lately. But I hate the VET .... they will stick me full of needles again!!

The humans keep saying that they are going to try to do something to 'fix' my hyperthyroidism so I'm not as restless all the time and I stop losing weight. Well, it would be nice to sleep solidly again. But does it have to involve the VET??


The humans came home smelling like doggies ...

February 19th 2007 11:29 am
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My human (and the other human) came home last night smelling like doggies. They went to something called a 'dog show'. I like doggies. I don't know why we don't have one here. I grew up with a great big black dog named Max, I really loved him! But I could tell near the end that he was not feeling well anymore, and then he went away. I think he died, as the humans were very sad. Then they got a big gold puppy that grew up to be a big gold dog named Phoenix. But then my human took me away and we moved to a new location. Since then I've only been able to visit doggies once in a while when we've stayed with people who had them.

I'm still eating, although my human worries over me and tries to get me to eat more all the time. I guess she said I have to go back to the VET on Thursday and get more blood tests. I hate blood tests. More than the needle, I hate that they slop all that alcohol on my neck. Ick! I foam at the mouth afterwards trying to clean it off, and my human always has to wipe me down with water. My human keeps saying something about hyperthyroidism, and that I'm getting too thin, and that something has to be done soon or I'll 'fade away'. What does that mean? Well, I guess I'll see what happens after the VET....

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