Simba (in loving memory)

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Sex: Male   Weight: 9 lbs.

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Simba Simba 'cause he's too big for one name! Crankypants, Sweetpea, Turkeyhead, Pumpkinhead, Sugarplum, and the latest, MUDGE

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Red Tabby

Eating, sleeping, rubbing against my book or magazine while I'm reading, walking under/around me and rubbing my head/arm while I'm doing pilates or stretching

When I won't get out of bed to feed him! Also, an empty food bowl; boy does he hate scheduled eating. He's not too crazy about me forcing him to swallow pills twice a day, either.

Favorite Toy:
He's now a big fan of Trader Joe's' Double Wide Cat Scratcher. I didn't want to take it out of the box, since he enjoys rubbing against the box top, too. He also is fond of licking/chewing plastic bags, though they've started making him vomit.

Favorite Nap Spot:
On my bed, the couch, or by a window. Lately he's taken to David's patio deck.

Favorite Food:
Plastic bags, any wet food, and surprisingly, peas, cucumbers and raw mushrooms!

Drinks with his paws. And whenever I go to the bathroom, he pushes his way in so he can rub my legs and get some strokes while I pee. :)


Arrival Story:
At grad school, a classmate gave him to me after finding him on the streets of New Orleans at 1 year old, declawed, but not neutered, and already at 20lbs. She had him a while, then adopted more cats, and had to give him up since he's declawed. She gave him to a friend who didn't give him enough love, and so took him back. I remember getting 3rd degree grilling before I was allowed to take him, at age 3, and he's been with my folks or me ever since. He has some issues with men, making me think his first owner was a man who mistreated him. It took Simba months to warm up to my father, and longer to warm up to my boyfriend. When he hears a man's voice, he'll either hide for awhile, or will stare the man down for hours... But he lets my boyfriend pet him now, and even rubs his legs when he's using my bathroom, so that's progress!

When he walks, his belly swings like a cow's udder. When he purrs, it's like an idling chainsaw! Notice how he's laying down at his water bowl. He eats laying down, too. I tried elevating his food and water onto a cinder block, thinking because of his weight, he couldn't strain his neck to bend over to eat/drink, but he promptly knocked the bowl off the block, sending cat chow everywhere, then dragged his body around, pulling food toward him. Made a right mess of his water, too, so back onto the floor they went, and he's a happy boy! As a treat, I once dropped some extra cat chow into his bowl so fast that some of it bounced out. He promptly laid down and starting dragging food toward him from his food mat. Upon realizing he was out of mouth's reach of his bowl, he started tipping his bowl toward him so the cat chow would roll out of the bowl toward him. My boyfriend and I watched him eat like this for about 5 minutes, rolling 2-3 nuggets out at a time until his bowl was empty. Lazy? YES! Ingenious? YOU BET!

Forums Motto:
I have fangs. Capice, Mom?

The Groups I'm In:
Brilliant Orange Cats Unite, The SIMBA Group

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

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The life of Simba

Always in our hearts

January 28th 2008 9:28 am
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We had to put Simba down on January 24, 2008 due to extensive lymphoma, which had spread to his liver and spleen.

Simba was a very good boy, with a unique, challenging, and wonderful personality that told me he was one of a kind!

While our hearts are broken and empty now, I will long be grateful to Catster for supporting this site, and for giving me a place to visit and reminesce all of Simba's quirky habits and his curmudgeon-like attitude.

Thank you to Catster, Dogster, and to all of the folks who've written kind notes of support at the loss of our boy.

Penny & David


Call Simba a gourmet! Oh, and by the way, he's at 19lbs!

April 25th 2006 6:05 pm
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Okay, after a few months of giving me panic, including a potential intestinal cancer scare, Simba's back to being healthy, after discovering he's allergic to chicken! Who knew?! Ultrasound, blood work, stool work, injections of fluids, shaved belly, more blood work, blah blah blah...a couple of thousand dollars later, he's off the Hills Prescription Diet, and is eating fancy schmancy canned venison mixed with tuna! He's on twice daily potassium pills for the near future, but his future's lookin' bright! Think I'll get him some shades!


Anxiety vomiting

February 14th 2006 6:13 am
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Poor Simba, in his aging state, has been vomiting more lately in response to changes in his life. I started bringing him to David's each weekend so he wouldn't be left alone on weekends, where he would vomit in at least 2-3 places in my apartment. Now, he's started vomiting after the weekend, when I've brought him back home.

BUT, he gives me fair warning; Simba makes this odd growl/cry sound seconds before he starts vomiting, which gives me a chance to jump up and grab him to keep him on the hardwood floors, and not on my rugs. The docs say it's just anxiety, as it's not frequent enough to warrant any physical investigation. Poor bright side, at least the hardwood floors are easy to clean. :)

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