*Chelsea, 4EverInMyHeart

Turkish Angora/Domestic Medium Hair
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Home:Cincinnati, OH  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 10 lbs.

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Chelsea-face, Chia-pet

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-pound cat

Gray and White

A snuggle before we get up in the morning, and on the couch while watching TV at night

Can't think of any - she's very easy-going

Favorite Toy:
Getting a little old for the toys, but still likes a Laser light, chasing string, and turning into WackyCat without any notice!

Favorite Nap Spot:
Our bed, or in a ray of sunshine on the floor

Favorite Food:
We feed healthy, better quality canned and dryed foods, as well as meaty table scraps.

Helping me type whenever I'm working at the computer. Plus, she's very affectionate, likes to sleep curled up next to me.


Arrival Story:
We adopted her from the local animal shelter as a tiny kitten (along with Punkin-Head Jones); selecting her because of her charcoal & white markings and long hair. Expecially liked the face "dipped in a saucer of cream" look. *****She is a beautiful cat, smallish, about 10 lbs, with a medium-length silky, angora-like coat. A bit stocky, with slightly short legs, so that sometimes it looks like she's bow-legged! --> --> --> --> --> --> More great pics in Chelsea's albums at http://community.webshots.com/user/evelynblack

She's very sweet and affectionate to us humans and to her sibling kitties and dog - tongue-bathing their ears every now and then. * * * * * She's delicate and fastidious, the gentle duchess of my group of 5 cats. > > > > I foster litters of kittens for a rescue group, and she likes to help supervise; occasionally licking & washing a kitten or two, sometimes befriending one. #### As she got older, her appointed place to eat (which was out of the way of the stampede of younger foster kitties) was in the square platform up on top of a well-used 6 foot scratching post. **************Sadly, Chelsea has completed her time with us. She rather suddenly became ill with some kind of aggressive cancer that first affected one eye, and then her whole body. We did everything we could to keep her comfortable for the short time she had left, and then amidst many tears, provided her with the kindness of euthanization. She was a very special kitty, and I'll miss her terribly.

Forums Motto:
Love You Forever

The Groups I'm In:
♥Artistic Creations♥, ♥A TEAM♥, "Just One Litter" Is Still Too Many, Fashion Club, Multi-Colored Cats Club, ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Holiday Presents

** The grey color patches on her body were a different hair length (shorter) than the white. * * Chelsea has always liked to climb up high; in trees, to the top shelves of our closets, etc. * * As a kitten, she'd go after the toilet paper - many times unrolling it all over the bathroom floor. ** Instead of "spooning" when she slept with me at night, she wanted to be cuddled up, but facing me! ** One of the most unusual things she did was to paw at things, like she was feeling the different textures. The wall or door, the fabric of a bedspread or silk scarf hanging from a doorknob.

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 7th 2004 More than 12 years!

I Was In The:
Catster's 2006 Holiday Picture Party!

2006 Valentine's Day Party!
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2005 Valentine's Day Party!

2004-2005 Holiday
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Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Chelsea's View of Things

My heart hurts to say goodbye . . .

July 30th 2009 2:00 pm
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Chelsea's problem developed very quickly and unexpectedly. One of her eyes got swollen and painful, the vet thought it was glaucoma. Medications didn't help, so the recommendation was to remove her eye - with full expectation that she'd recover and be healthy afterwards. That's not what happenned.

She got sick and went downhill so quickly; and it was so unexpected - there hadn't been any prior health problems to speak of.

Unfortunately, after her eye was removed and she began to heal from that, it was discovered that she had a pervasive, very aggressive cancer throughout her body. She deteriorated very quickly, and it soon became appearant that we had to let her go.

She was such a special kitty, and so very cherished - I'll miss her so very much.


I helped the Hurricane Katrina Animals

September 23rd 2005 1:29 pm
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I let my mom be gone for a really looong time; I had to stay at home with all the other kitties, the dog and our dad. She was off helping rescue animals abandoned and left behind in New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina. I helped because I was a good kitty while she was gone. ButI sure was happy to see her when she came home!!!

Here's my mom's story:

We spent several days of working/helping with the rescued animals at the Tylertown, Mississippi rescue site/encampment that Best Friends Animal Society has set up there. (About 100 miles north of New Orleans.) It was the most wonderful, miserable, fantastic, awful, incredible week spent with some of the most wonderful, generous, compassionate people -- I'm sure I won't ever be able to forget it.

A friend and I took a u-haul trailer full of donated supplies (a really big thank you to everyone who supported us with donations assistance and/or money - it certainly went to a very good cause.)
Every day, the rescuers (my heroes!) went off into the toxic sludge of New Orleans and each night, they brought in 20, 40, 60 dogs/cats/misc. small pets. Everyone would wake up and gather at the "Ellis Island" area to offload the animals. We would coax them out of their crates, loving and welcoming them even though we were always aware that they may be contaminated from the toxic areas they were rescued from. Some were so scared and traumatized that it just made you cry. Some were emaciated, burned, injured - but a lot of them weren't. They were walked and watered and put back into their crate to await the next day when they could be examined by vets, pictures taken for ID, and grouped into their new temporary pens.

And every day, in horribly hot and humid conditions, amid swarms of bugs, volunteers kept pouring in from all over the country. We fed, watered, walked, poop-scooped, and cared for all the dogs & cats and critters. We cleaned & sanitized mountains of crates so they could be used again for the next day's rescue efforts. We tried to keep from getting heat-stroke by drinking water/Gatorade/juice practically non-stop all day, and hosing each other down with the water hose. (The dogs had to be hosed down a couple times a day - it was just too @#&#@ hot!!!!!) We sorted and organized donated food and supplies. Some of the volunteers prepared sandwiches and sometimes a hot dinner (bless them). The vets and vet-techs worked to vaccinate and micro-chip the animals, and to tend their wounds and illnesses. It was both exhausting and exhilarating.

We cried tears of happiness whenever an animal was reunited with their people. Everyone cheered and teared and took pictures and wished them well - it was the best part of each day!

Then, each night, we'd fall into our sleeping bags and hope to get a few hours of sleep before starting it over again the next day. (It was extremely hard to sleep because of all the barking dogs and nighttime camp activity.) Regardless, my heart is still there with the wonderful volunteers and Best Friends employees who are continuing to take care of those poor, wonderful, and very-lucky-to-be-rescued animals.

PS - I took tons of pictures while I was there - and have them posted at http://community.webshots.com/user/evelynblack Scroll down to the albums titled "Hurricane Katrina".

(More info available at www.BestFriends.org)


A BATH????? Whaaaa happenned??

October 7th 2004 9:10 am
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The first and only time Chelsea got a bath happenned recently when she came in one evening drenched in white paint or plaster. She was so covered that looked like somebody else's cat, not ours!! -> -> -> Once I determined that she was, indeed, our cat; I gathered her up and retreated to the bathroom sink. She was not a happy camper, and grabbed my shoulders trying to get away -- she must have thought it was a horrible experience! Thankfully, she was careful with me and didn't leave claw marks! -> -> -> Unfortunately for her, it took several baths and then lots of brushing to get all the paint or plaster off of her. We never did know what happenned or how she got it all over her!

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