Skills: Mighty Hunter, Lightening Fast Bird Toy Catcher
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: Mamma Cat was a very sick stray cat who allowed me to feed her daily, but would never stay overnight. She was a sweet siamese calico with white spots and half a tail. Looks were not her best feature, but she had an incredible disposition and she was so sick. She'd obviously been pregnant, her teats were huge, but empty and hanging, and I hadn't seen any kittens. I finally took her to the vet, she just wasn't getting better, and the vet told me that the kittens must be dead, she'd been dry for a long time. I couldn't believe it when Mamma Cat kept coming back to me each day, allowing me to put eye medicine in her eyes and give her pills, she was so brave and she realized that I was trying to help her. I was so proud! Then one night at 10pm, Mamma Cat cried at the door and there she was with five little six week old kittens! It took two hours to catch them all, but once I had everyone inside, Mamma Cat settled down and moved in. I named each kitten a temporary name, they were quite wild, and I lived in a 400 sq. ft. apartment with 4 cats of my own. I set up a sactuary for them all, a place where Mamma Cat could protect the kittens, and soon she began to nurse again, much to the joy of the kittens! They could all hunt, it turned out that she'd been bringing them mice and food and had taught them to kill it. She snuck in a mouse one day, and the two males trapped it in the bathroom, killed it within moments, and had started to eat it before I could really react. They were so little; it was incredible to watch. I found homes for 3 kittens, and because Mamma Cat had become aggressive towards my other cats, I also found her a new home, but I wasn't able to place Teddy Bear and Twisty Tale, his gray tabby sister with a little twist at the end of her tail. When Mamma Cat left, Bear and Twisty decided that Fred, my one year old tabby, was their new parent, and the three would cuddle together, Fred looking vaguely bemused, and Bear & Twisty thrilled to death. Twisty was definitely my favorite, she was more wild, but had learned to trust me, but unfortunately she was hit by a car after escaping the house. Bear cried all night as I looked for her, and it was an amazing sight when I brought her body home and he saw her. He sniffed her, got this look on his face that said "oh. She's dead. okay." and never cried for her again. I cried for days; I wish I'd been Bear.
Bio: I always name my cats names with dignity, human names, not silly names like Teddy Bear or Twisty Tail. By the time I realized I was keeping the two, the names had stuck and both fit like gloves. Bear fits both sides of his name; he's a vicious and extremely athletic hunter, much like a Bear. On the other end, he's the best cuddler I've ever seen, sometimes even purring when he's asleep, too. Fred wasn't small, 15 pounds in his prime to Bear's 17, yet Bear would climb into a tiny single cat bed that Fred was sleeping in, climbing right on top of Fred. Fred would seem to sigh and move over, and those two big boys would sleep for hours like that. I did meet Bear & Twisty's dad, a first for me. My neighbor had lost her kitten, Smokey, when he was not quite a year old. He was a timid boy, smoke gray, but very distinctive. Several months after Bear arrived, a large gray cat showed up. My neighbor didn't recognize, Smokey had been thin, not filled out yet, just a boy when he left. But I recognized him; his personality was still the same and he was just as shy as before, but remembered me and came to me. Bear has his fur, his eyes, and much of his personality, but he's got Mamma Cat paws. She had the most beautiful, slender, delicate paws, like she was a dancer or ballerina. Bear has them when he's resting, they're so gorgeous. Then he opens them to catch a bird toy, or kneed, and these giant paws emerge with huge dager claws. I've always thought he'd have been an NFL quarterback if he'd been a human. Big hands, smart, fast, and motivated. He's an incredible boy, even now as an old man.
I know its been a long time but I have some bad news. Pete, my little brother who loved me so much, has been shot in the side by a pellet gun. He spent the night in the hospital yesterday and just got home. He's in quite a bit of pain but has finally found a position to lie that lets him sleep. Mom, Ceci, and Sarah are all on the bed with him and mom's watching like a hawk. His breathing is very labored and she's concerned.
The pellet entered on one side of ribcage and the xrays found the pellet all the way through his body near the other side of his ribcage. The doctors couldn't find anything wrong yet, but we're worried because it would be very hard for a bullet to got all the way through a body without damaging something.
You can read more about it in Pete's diary. Me, I'm flying around like nuts with Thorgal spreading fairy dust and thinking positive thoughts. Pete was so good to me when I was sick I can't bear that I am not there to help him when he's hurt. Ceci is trying hard to care for him, she loves him so much.
Please check out Benson. He's listed as one of my siblings though he's staying at a vet hospital in Lewiston, Idaho. He's a nice kitty that mom & Marion met yesterday. He's been living in a loving home and needs a new one.
It is a very sad day here in catsterland. Today mom was driving home to Pullman with Marion & Markus, Thorgal, Jolan, Mumtatz, and Happy's humans, and she hit and killed a beautiful red longfurred kitty named Marvy who ran out into the road. Mom was driving too fast, it was very late on a dark country road in the middle of no where, and she could not stop in time to save Marvy. Mom turned the car around and Marvy was already dead when mom got to him. Mom pet him and told him that she was sorry then picked him up and with Marion & Markus' help she found his owner so that she knew what had happened and could take care of Marvy.
Marvy is here with Thorgal and my posse now. He's so beautiful and looks so much like Pete. He's in shock still but we'll take good care of him and the brother and father he left behind. He misses them. We'll take some extra rounds for his human's too, they are suffering but were so kind to mom, they are very nice people.
While Thorgal was taking care of Marvy, I raced home and told Pete and the gang what had happened. Mom had been worried that Marion would come to meet them all the way from Germany and they would hide from her. Pete said he knew just what to do and he greeted them at the door and all four kitties came out to meet and greet and try out the new feather toy Marion got them in Oregon. Marion was so pleased to meet them and mom was so proud. Even Ceci came out to play and allowed mom to catch her so that Marion could pet her soft fur. I'm heading back to help with Marvy's family, Pete will take care of mom.
On the way home mom, Marion, and Markus passed a car that had run into a deer. The ambulance and police were there. Mom wondered if Marvy had helped keep mom from driving into the deer instead. Its tempting to drive faster on quiet country roads when its dark and no one is there. Marvy ran out in front of mom and I don't know if she would have been able to stop in time if she'd been going slower but it would have mattered a great deal if Marvy had been a deer. Please tell your humans to be careful.
p.s. Mom & Marion & Markus are having a great time together! It's so nice for them to finally meet!!! They spent the last few days in Oregon and the next two will be in Pullman. Then Marion & Markus will head for San Francisco for a week to enjoy California, then back to Münster. Thorgal & I have been having a great time watching them!