 Sex: Male Weight: 17 lbs.
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Nicknames:
Chubbie-Lubbie, Chubbins, Chubinski, Stupid, Stink-Butt, Devil Cat, Chubba Chubba, Fatboy Fat
Kitty Complexion:
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Coloration:
Orange & White Tabby
Likes:
Sleeping under the covers on Mommy and Daddy's bed
Pet-Peeves:
Being pet down his back
Favorite Toy:
The ring from a Gallon Milk Jug
Favorite Nap Spot:
Laundry-clean or dirty, does not matter.
Favorite Food:
ANYTHING!!
Skills:
Being able to tell time and wake up Mommy at the same time every morning, even with the time change
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
Shelby was a Valentine's Day Present from a boyfriend. By the time he was old enough to be seperated from his Mother the guy and I had broken up. Shelby lived with my Dad and sister as I commuted between there and my Mother's so we maybe didn't bond so well in the beginning. He's my (old) baby now though.
Bio:
Shelby was the best cat ever, the perfect mix of cuddlieness and fiestieness. He would snuggle when he wanted/I needed him to, but was still so independent. I won't say that I never scolded him, but he was always cat enough to forget and never held a grudge. He loved being outdoors, running up trees, bringing presents home for his Momma. In the summer, when he was younger, we would play outside like he was a dog. He would chase thrown sticks and attack them, but never lower himself to actually fetching. I would scatter gravel down the driveway and he would wait behind a tree and jump at it. And sometimes, he would just relax and take a nap in the garden or in the shade of the ferns around the pool.
Shelby had to be put down on July 12, 2007. He was so sick there was nothing else to do. He will be loved always. And though no cat will ever replace him, others will be loved by the person he called his Momma.
The Groups I'm In:
Brilliant Orange Cats Unite
I've Been On Catster Since:
| March 19th 2007 |
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More than 2 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
502126
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July 12th 2008 8:44 am
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Thanks to everyone who has added Shelby as a friend. I've not come here in a while and was surprised at all the new friends.
Thanks again!
July 12th 2008 8:17 am
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It's been 1 year since I had to have Shelby put down and I'm sitting here bawling like it just happened. I still miss him so much. I took my summer clothes out of storage and there were a few little orange kitty hairs mixed in, like he was still with us. I've stopped thinking I see him out of the corner of my eye, for a while after, it was happening a lot, for my husband as well. I still talk to him sometimes and call for him when I come home from work. I miss the silly things too, like having to repeatedly scoot him off the bed when changing the sheets. I think he liked fresh sheets as much as we do. I miss his big orange and white paw sticking under the bathroom door, trying to grab at anything he could reach. Heaven forbid he couldn't see his Momma for those few minutes. I had to call my husband for help once because Shelby had hooked my pajama pants and pulled them halfway under the door and I couldn't open it with him laying there. What a little stinker he was. He was my buddy and my boy and I will always miss him.
July 6th 2007 9:19 am
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Shelby's vet visit yesterday did not go well. He's been losing weight and not eating or drinking as much. His left kidney is enlarged and almost non-functional. He's been dignosed with calcium crystals in the kidney and pelvis. Right now I'm waiting for the vet to call with the blood work results and to discuss course of care. There's no cure, only treatment to halt further damage.
He's been my baby for 12 1/2 years and I can't bear the thought of him not being here, but I've already decided that I won't make him stay longer than he can. Even now, he's not my same beastie boy. I won't have him suffer just to keep him for a little longer.
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