September 9th 2007 5:43 pm
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a few days ago we were looking in the forums and came across this very sad
story about a sweet little orangie.
Her name is Penny
She was viciously attacked by a neighbor's dog.
She had a leg amputated but her devoted mom who is a college student was prepared to do everything to get the little girl well again.
( A lot of kitties were reassuring her that three legged kitties do just fine.)
Well sadly she did not make it.
Infection took over her little body and she is gone.
Mom saw that one of the kitties in one of our groups had picture and created Penny Day! This is a fantastic idea! We are participating!
Mom isn't sure how to do links on catster... but if it works, heres the link to Penny's story
April 15th 2007 12:55 pm
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Hi everyone! I've finally mellowed out enough to write an entry. It's been a very long month since I got adopted. I went through some attitude adjustment and trust bootcamps and I've survived. I didnt think there was anything wrong with me, but mommy and daddy kept calling me sassy and telling me I wasn't the boss. Hey, I had a hard life, and it's very hard for me to trust someone, especially if that person has another cat... a boy cat... a boy FAT cat. They day i got adopted i scratch mommy in the eyebrow and she was bleeding. Then the next week I had a hissy fit and decided to hang from mommys face, with my claws. Mommy was bleeding and i think she might have cried. Daddy was so mad at me. They were afraid to pet me because i was always clawing at them, and i was afraid to let them close because i didnt trust humans. They kept me locked in a bedroom with food water and my own litter box. They only let me out when they were holding that fatty Harley. I didn't like him then, so i'd always hiss and swat and growl at him. That little whimp would always hide in mommys armpit and whimper even if i didnt get him with my claw. One night mommy and daddy were talking and mommy was saying she didnt know what to do because it wasnt fair that one of us had to always be locked up but that she just couldnt trust me around Harley, or herself since i kept attacking her legs when she put me back in my room. Daddy was thinking maybe we should give me back and mommy started crying because she felt like a failure. Daddy said that maybe they could alternate which of us kitties was allowed to roam the house while they were at work. From the next day on, we took turns of who was allowed out during the day while the other was locked in a bedroom. Harley likes their bedroom anyway, its were his food and litter was to begin with. I kept ripping up the rug in my room by the door because i hate being stuck in there. One morning after the alternating thing had been going on for a few days mommy decided the heck with this and just let us both out to see what we would do. I ran right past Harley, found my favorite mousey and started playing. She still put Harley in the bedroom while she was at work but now whenever one of them are home, we are both allowed out. Except while they are sleeping because well we still need some supervision. Although I've been the better kitty in my opinion. Ill play with Harley but when im done and want to rest he keeps trying to play so i just whack him or hiss and he goes away. But apparantly he doesnt like it when i sniff his butt. He always whacks me. Oh and he doesnt like when i go near his precious body pillow. PFT like i'd want to lay on it, its COVERED with his hair. We both kind of get jealous if one of our parents is closer to one of us kitties than the other but mommy says she is so proud of how good we have been. Truthfully, I had to start being better, I didnt want to go to a shelter. And now i know that they love me I've relaxed. I even sleep near Harley. And today... I even licked his back and neck... and then he started coughing and whining... He had a hairball that hasn't come out yet. Mommy gave him some hairball stuff and i think he's ok now. I love when daddy holds me, i just rest my chin on his arm, and i love to reach up and give him kisses on the face. Im so glad me and Harley are getting along better now. Hes kind of like a big goofy kid. He cracks me up when he runs, his belly just flops back and forth. Well Harleys already sleeping on moms bed and i'm due for a nap. Puurrsssss
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