Arrival Story: So, here's my story so far. I was born in a nice lady's backyard in Central California. My cat-mommy had distemper when she was pregnant with me, and well it hurt part of my brain that controls my motor-skillz. They calls it Cerebellar Hypoplasia. When we all got found, they took us to this place with all kinds of big kitties everywhere. Three of my siblings died, but my brother who turned out to be normal gots a home real quick. I didn't get mine until my forever mom and dad founded me on Petfinda.
They tell me they saw a movie about another kitty that fell lots named "Charley". They were so taken by the movie they decided they wanted to make a home for a folly cat like me. They pict me up from a nice lady named Barbara who took care of me befores.
Now I havs a gigantic room that I share with my new sister Miss Kitty Fantastico. We have a zillion toys and the best food I ever did eated. I also have two big smelly dogs named "Shadow" and "Luna". One of them always looks at me like I was a bone or sumthin.
We has best life. I walks great, I plays hard all the time, and you should see me climb stuff. I can't wait until I's bigger than Sis.
Bio: I has the CH or Cerebellar Hypoplasia. It means by brain isn't quite right so my legs kind of do their own thing sometimes. I also shake a little, but I has no problems mostly. Mom and Dad say I do's whatever I wants to without the CH getting in the way. Mom and Dad tolds me that a lot of CH kitties get put to sleep for just having CH. That's wrong. CH kitties special, not rotten or bad. CH kitties want you to adopt them and let them have funs like me. Hoomans need to know about us and that we can have normal lives and that we're not retarded or something like that. We's fine. So tell your frendz that CH kitties have super powers so they will all wants one.
I don't know whas wrong 'zactly. Dokter says I has eyes herpes right? So I gets lots of medicine, but not get better. Dad takes me back and they gives me lots more medicine and tells Dad that my immune systum izn't workin' right. Dokter gives Dad lots more stuffs to give me. One of them had very bad flavr. Dad says I gets meds for eyes, ears and insides now at least for couple weeks. Dats a long time for mes. 'Specially when it tastes bad.
I beens on the meds for a few days now and my eyes feels lots better and they not look so raw. Miss Kitteh said I looks like I had catfood in my eyes they were so yucky.
I guess my kat-mom left me with some bad stuff that I haves to get over now. I sure hopes it goes away forevers.
On an up-note. Mom and Dad are letting Miss Kitteh and I play wif the whole house during the day. We likes it a lot and we not hurt any of Mom and Dad's stuff. 'Cept jade plant fun to mess with. Can't help self there. I'm cat.
Yea, so I hate the herpes. Just as soon as my eye balls cleared up they started to itch and get red again. This time Mom and Dad gots the expensive stuff for my eyes. I will try to get rid of it this time for them and Sis. Besides who likes to play with Macchia with goopy eye balls.
Mom and Dad says I have a problem with biting. I don't know what their problem is, they pet me and I bite them. Can't they see that's what I do. Everyone has a signature move, mine is to sink my teeth into their delicious flesh. They keep threatening extreme measures, but I think they bluff. Meanwhile I will snack on my laps when I feel the need.
Careful dogs, look at Dad's chin and know that you are next.
So when my cat-momma left me, she left me with a lot of her bad stuff. Firstly I come to my new home and get my new Sissy sick. Then last week my eyes start getting pink and itchy so Mom and Dad took me to the vet Saturday to find out what was going on only to find out I've got the herpes in my eyes! Mom gave me the Herpes! How bad does that suck? I mean, she must have had them too, but still. So anyway, I have to haves some medicine in my eyes for a few days, and the worst part, I can't live in the cat room for a few days either. I cried last night cuz I wanted in the cat room, but no one was going to let me. I cries this morning, and Mom and Dad let me out to play, but I stills can't go in the cat room with Sis. I don't likes not being able to do that. I should be well enough in the next couple of days, but I can'ts wait that longs.
Someone convince Mom and Dad my eyes are all healed and that the Sis can't get the herpes from me.