Birthday: July 13th 2004 Coloration: Gray Tabby Likes: Maui Wowie (catnip) & Mollie treats (dehydrated lung chunks...yummy) ...and Tripe Pet-Peeves: Feet - human feet, especially after he's had catnip Favorite Toy: Mollie's tail & Tinky (Ginger - poor old Ginger) Favorite Nap Spot: His daddy. But if daddy isn't home, wherever he finds a warm soft spot. Favorite Food: Orijen, wellness treats, all creatures liver treats...oh yes & cat treats Skills: Does learning that Mollie going out, means snacks, count? Dwells:
indoors Arrival Story: When friends of ours who live on a farm told us of a litter of kittens that they had, we just had to go.
Mom had been killed by a car when the kittens were only 2 weeks old. Another mom cat who had been weaning her own kittens tried to feed them but she didn't have much.
When we went to look at the kittens, they were 9 weeks old but so tiny. We walked into the milking barn & this tiny little fluff came running up to me, stopped, looked up & squeaked. I just fell in love. My freind said they called him Dustball because he looked like a dustball blowing in the breeze and, he really did.
When we took him for his first vet appointment, he was 9 weeks old and the vet thought he was 5 weeks old. He didn't want to give him the shots because he was too frail. He had absolutely no hair on his tummy; it was bald as you could imagine. And, what little hair he had on his pathetic little rat tail was a mess and covered in poo. I had to trim a lot of it off.
After about 6 weeks on kitten replacement formula from the vet, he grew this amazing, beautiful coat of fur and boy is he proud of it. Bio: Life on da farm was tuff. We had ta fight fur our food an let me tell ya, I grew up ta be a tuff little guy. Jus ask Mollie & Tinky (er. Ginger) they'll tell ya.
But when mommy & daddy brought me home, day spoiled me rotten. Day put me in my own room wif my own special food an now I'm so bootiful even I luv ta look at me. Lives Remaining: 7 of 9 Forums Motto: Don't hate me cause I'm beautiful... The Groups I'm In: ♥Artistic Creations♥, ♥All Fur Fun♥, FANCYPANTS CAFE, Meatball POTP Group, Pawsome Pages, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~ The Last Forum I Posted In: how many of u kitties where adopted from a shelter?
Today I had my last visit ta Dr. Sandra an I am soooo happy. I think my purrents are too.
Dr. Sandra pushed my bladder an if I coulda got near her, I wouldn't chomped right down. I peed all over the place. But Dr. Sandra said that was good an she was surprised at how well I been doin cuz she really wasn't sure I would make it.
Mommy never gave up. From the moment Dr. Sandra said Let me try... mommy knew I'd make it.
I'm a fighter. An I must meow...you'd be fightin too if they was talkin bout turnin ya inta a girl. HIIISSSSS!!!
Thank you Mikey an Mayflower, fur the pawsome rosette. Love the blue ribbon. Mommy says that means I'm a winner. An I think she's right.
Fur the past few years, I been prone ta urinary tract infections. That's what I'm told it is. All I know is that I get times when it hurts really bad when I have ta pee.
Momma's been lookin after me wif pro-biotics an she buys quality food fur us. But momma had ta find out the hard way that she don't know it all.
A few days ago, momma knew I was havin a rough time cuz I didn't drive er crazy fur my breakfast. In fact she had to find me an I jus wasn't hungry.
Well, she didn't know how bad it was until she did the litter an my paper. I don't use litter anymore. Momma's been puttin down newspaper fur me.
Well, my paper had no pee on it. She called the vet an there was lotsa misunderstandins an I jus got worse. It was so quick an by Friday, I was so sick, my purrents took me in ta end my misery.
They brought us inta an exam room an momma asked "What...we're doing it here!?!?" Well, they planned ta do an exam first. Momma jus didn't want me in pain anymore an from what she was told, she believed it was too late fur me.
A nice doctor came in and talked ta momma bout tryin ta get somethin called a catheter in me. It's a good thing I was too weak, I must meow. Have ya ever had a tube stuck up your wazoo??? NOT FUN!!
But it helped. Lotsa blood came out as well as pee. Momma didn't have ta be convinced fur them ta keep me overnight. They also had somethin called in i.v. in me.
I got ta come home yesterday. I was still feelin pretty outta it but I'm told that I peed on momma last night an she was actually happy bout that. Strange breed, they are.
Momma slept downstairs wif me last night an made sure I got lotsa water in me.
This mornin we had ta go back ta the vet but it was someone else. He took me ta the back ta get my bladder drained. Hey...stickin a tube up my wazoo may be somethin ya can get away wif when I'm outta it but I was NOT impurressed at all.
Momma heard my snarlin as he was bringin me back ta them. Oh I was lettin him know how lucky he was that I still didn't have my strength back. An what does he do next???? Sticks a needle in my back end.
Well it's a good thing momma was holdin me where she was cuz he woulda got a good bite. I was REALLY ANGRY then an I was lettin em both know it.
When it was time ta go an momma picked me up, I bit er!! Yep...I bit er right in the arm. Course she had enuff clothes on that I couldn't get thru. She has no idea how lucky she is.
And what does she do?? She laughs. She says it's a good sign an I'm gettin my spunk back.
I ate some taday but my kitty, I can't seem ta stop peein all over everythin. I think it's got somethin ta do wif those pills they're forcin on me.
