i am an Angel now...

i know i havent been around much since we started Cathugger.com but i just wanted to write a final diary entry.

On December 8, 2011 i was diagnosed with CRF, on top of the HyperT i had been living with for almost 2 years.

Mom didnt find out in time that i was in renal failure until it was too late to turn things around for me.

i lived with my furmily and was the Alpha Male for 17 years, even though they think i was 19 or maybe even 20 or 21...its hard to say. i came to live with them in September of 1994 and Mom knows i was at least 2 or maybe 3...so there you are. i was old and lived a wonderpurr life.

So yesterday, January 7, 2012, i was in a lot of pain, could hardly walk and was meowing a lot...it sounded like i was saying "ouch" with every step. So off to the vet we went and he said there was nothing more that could be done for me. In spite of all Moms efforts, my values kept going up instead of down.

Mom and Dad promised me they would never let me suffer and they kept that promise...i was released from my pain at 11:30am January 7, 2012....the last thing i heard was Moms voice telling me that she loved me more than anything and what a good boy i was. And i was too!

i dont know how they will fare without me but i will be around to watch over everyone aboard the Archangel and keep them safe.
Mom could tell yesterday afternoon that i had already been there to check on them. Mom has a portrait of me hanging on the wall at the top of the stairs...she hung it straight. Yesterday when she looked at it, it was turned 45 degrees---askew. Yes, that was ME Mom. im always there with you...in your heart.

Thank you for the wonderful life you gave me and your efforts to save me. im so sorry i could not stay.

i will always love you, Mom.

Your boy,
Moozer -SuperAngel
Love is forever

COTD, ME???

Well, Mom was still up at 3am EST when she got the email from HQ that i was the COTD for yesterday January 11th. i was blown away when she told me!
It is such an honor to be Catster Famous and i will never forget this.
A big THANK YOU to all my special furiends who sent me conCATulations and rosies.
My page sure does look pawsome.
Thank you with all my heart.
And a special thank you to my beautipurr furwife Kujo for the photo remembrance.
Love,
Moozer

i got a get well present from my furwife Kujo...

i am a bad bad Moozer for not writing about this sooner.
On 9/23/09 a package came...for ME.
It was a Hazel Lucy Tranquility Blanket from my beloved Kujo.
She is always so thoughtful...
There was also a lovely card with get well wishes.
i feel her love...especially when Mom wraps me in this blanket.
Thank you, my love.

My mouth infection has been knocked back, for now. My vet really really wants to do a dental on me. She says she wouldnt put me completely under, just twilight sleep, but Mom is terrified. i have a Class III heart murmur and i need an echo to know whats causing it. Money is tight. So, for now, we are just taking it one day at a time.
i no longer have to take the Clindamycin, as after 10 days it will have done its job.
i am feeling better. i am eating soft, pate type food and i am playing! Can you believe that?? im 17 and i love playing with mouses!

Thank you again, my Kujo.

Love
Moozer

a life is lost...a new life is found.

Yesterday was an amazing day.
Last Tuesday a B&W kitty was killed in the street.
We have/had 2 outside...MooMoo and Oreo.
MooMoo is 2 and an unaltered male and Oreo is 5, born with only 3 feet.
It makes sense that it would be MooMoo, with his roaming and all but then Oreo could have been scared into the street by an creepy guy who hangs out at the marina and hates cats...
Yesterday morning we were still perplexed as we havent seen either of them since Monday...
Around 12pm, Mom looked out the window and there was MooMoo at the feeding station eating.
i guess we now know it was Oreo who was killed. This is so sad because she had such a hard life with a only 3 feet but she never let that stop her...until now.
Then around noon, a neighbor heard a kitten crying and lured this kitten to them...she has to be Oreo's baby...she was waiting for her Mama to come back, but after 5 days, when she didnt come back, this feisty baby cried for help...and we helped her.
Mom gave her a flea bath and then brought her inside.
She ate a whole jar of turkey baby food right away, and later had some KMR.
Mom thinks its a she, but will know more tomorrow after the trip to the v-e-t.
She is a tiny little thing, but seems no worse for wear...
i will ke peveryone posted as to her progress...
im sure Mom will make a page for her soon, but in the meantime, her picture is on my page...
i think she will be named Lucky Lizzy, after the nice neighbor who found her.
Welcome sweet baby.

Love,
Moozer

Sadness in this house(boat)...

We recently learned that this past Tuesday, July 21, a B&W cat was found dead in the street near the gate to our marina. We didnt see the body.
My Mom and Dad care for 7 outside cats known as The Marina Catz!. There is Mama, Sola, Zippie, Sonnie, Ginger, MooMoo and Oreo.
They are missing both B&W, MooMoo and Oreo, who have not been seen since Monday. They are sure the dead cat was one of them, but then where is the other??
Here comes the part that makes my Moms blood boil.
There is a guy who isnt supposed to live here, but he continues to hang around. He was near the gate around the time this happened. What if he scared the cat and it ran out the gate and was hit? And what if he did something to the other one.
We are beside ourselves.
On Monday, Mom & Dad are going to talk to an electric company that has video cameras on the street. They are hoping they may be able to see something.
MooMoo is only 2 years old and a darling boy and Oreo, 5, was born with just 3 feet and yet she managed to survive all these years only to have such a tragic end.
No matter what happened, Oreo and MooMoo are gone...and we are all so very sad this night.

Moozer

my mommy is sad...

im not sure what is making my Mommy sad, but nothing i do is bringing her out of her "funk".
im just gonna keep lovin' on her and hope it helps...
what else can a cat do?

Dog days of summer?

ive always wondered why they call it the "Dog Days of Summer"?
Why not the "Cat Days of Summer"?
Perhaps its because we smarter felines always seek out a cool spot, whereas a D-O-G will lie right in the hot sun and then drink a bowl of water afterwards!

Its been 5 days now since i went to the v-e-t.
Momma feels bad that she didnt think to look in my mouth for a problem. i was eating less and drinking more, so she figured it was something to do with my kidneys...thankfully it wasnt. i just have a very infected tooth.
So Moms and Dads everywhere, if your kitty is acting differently, look in his/her mouth!
My brofur Toes's friend Oliver Winston Parsons wasnt feeling well, either. The v-e-t also found he had a bad tooth. We all hope he is feeling better soon.
Oliver, you have to take the icky pink stuff!

i hope everycat is well...
Happy beginning of Summer...
Happy Memorial Day weekend!
PARTY* PARTY* PARTY*PARTY*PARTY*

Love,
Moozer

The v-e-t says my blood work is darn good for a guy my age!

Mom was on pins and needles from the time the v-e-t took my blood on Friday till she called with the results yesterday afternoon.
The phone rang and Mom answered...
Yes, Dr M??
How is my boy?
Well, his numbers look darn good for a boy his age!
WooHoo said Mom.
i have no kidney issues and my heart murmur? Who knows how long i've had it...
My mouth feels a lot better with the Amoxi drops, just after 3 doses, too.
im a happy guy and Mom is a happy girl.

We are all saddened by the passing of one of the Texas Wild Bunch, Zack. He is part of a BIG furamily like me...Our hearts are filled with love for this furamily and we extend our deepest sympathies to The Texas Wild Bunch.

Love,
Moozer

i DID have to go to the v-e-t!!!

Today i woke up as usual, Thank you God, and ate most of my breakfast.
Then Mom turned me upside down to inspect my "sore" on my butt.
She was still perplexed as to what it is so she called the v-e-t.
Of course they said to bring me in.
Well, duh, Mom...what did you think they would say.
So at 2:45pm, i saw Mom disappear into the guest room. i know we dont have any guests right now so that could only mean she was getting the dreaded cat carriers.
Yup, i was right again.
There was a cute little blue one for Zany...she needed shots and a pre-op (spay) exam and to have a lump on her belly checked. This turned out to be HER BELLY BUTTON!!! She has an "outie" rather than an "innie"! Mom was relieved. Zany will have her surgery on June 3rd.
So, back to me!
Zany was loaded and then i saw the big white "TAXI".
i hate it. Its plenty roomy, but i just want to stay home.
Mom put me in and i started to voice my dismay...LOUDLY!
Away we went and soon were at the v-e-t.
i let the v-e-t look at Zany first...i am such a gentleman afterall.
Then it was my turn.
The v-e-t looked at my nose...then she put me under a "black light" to see if it was ringworm. WOW, psychedelic , said Mom!! MOL
All my white parts turned purple!!
Well, it wasnt ringworm so YAY.
The v-e-t said she wasnt worried about that.
Then she looked into my mouth. i have an infected tooth...and i lost .6 lbs since my last visit in 6/08. i was 12.4 lbs and am now 11.8. Not too bad.
Then she drew my blood. We will have the results tomorrow.
Then she listened to my heart...i have a heart murmur...Stage III of IV.
The v-e-t wants to wait to see the blood results before she gives me any medication for the heart murmur.
And lastly she looked at my butt! It seems i have a ruptured anal gland but its almost all healed already. Thank you Mom for finding that and cleaning it every night.
So phew, Mom says.
For now, i am holding my own and it looks like im not ready to leave my new furwife, Kujo, just yet.

Love,
Moozer

Hey, cant a guy take a bath?

Well, last night Mom saw me doing "kitty yoga" and didnt think anything of it...until i was licking one spot over and over...for too long.
Mom grabbed me and took a look. Dad held the flashlight.
Ew. Mom said.
Ew? What do you mean, Ew, Mom???
Apparently i have a "sore" of some kind on the top of my leg...near...well, you know where. Gosh, this is embarrasing.
So Mom cleaned the wound and put Septi-Cleanse on it. i started licking that off...so Mom held me till i gave up.
Today she did that same treatment again...and will again tonight.
She says if its not better by tomorrow, i might have to go to the v-e-t.
OH NO. i hate the v-e-t. i get all upset and hyperventilate..
So please purrr that my "sore" heals or at least looks better by tomorrow.
i dont want to go to the v-e-t.

Love,
Moozer