Maus: DB #53!

Domestic Shorthair
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Home:Long Island, New York  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 10 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11 lbs.

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Mausi, Mausers, Mausiful Maus, The Mausman.

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

August 4th 2005

Black and White

Being pet, sitting on laps, being hugged, cuddles, grooming his feline housemates

Veterinarians, cat carriers, being brushed

Favorite Toy:
His stuffed mouse toy

Favorite Nap Spot:
Anywhere comfortable!

Favorite Food:

Answers to his name and comes when called, knocks on doors when he wants to be let into a room


Arrival Story:
Maus, along with his mommy Chloe, were both rescue kitties that we hadn't planned on adopting. As fate would have it, my mother traveled on a road she didn't usually take as a detour to go on an errand, and saw what looked like two small kittens in a grassy area near a tremendous ditch. As it was dark,and growing late, she wasn't able to stop and look. The next day we again went that way, and sure enough there was a kitten in the same spot. Parking the car, we got out and went over to investigate. A tiny kitten, no more than 5 weeks old, came running over and allowed me to pick him up. It was clear to see that he had an upper respiratory infection, and conjunctivitis to boot. As I was holding the kitten on my knee while kneeling in the grass, he meowed and squirmed and made a break for freedom, running in the direction of the fence that led down to the ditch. On the opposite side of the fence, perched on the tree, was what could only be the mother of the kitten, a very thin female with almost the same exact markings. At first I wasn't sure what to do. Should we leave the kitten with his mother? Take the kitten? Go back home and find some sort of carrier to bribe the mother cat in? These thoughts all occured to us because we thought the mother was a feral cat. It soon became clear that she was not feral, as she leapt from the tree, meowing all the way, and squeezed under the fence to come running over to us. Though we had no carrier, I couldn't leave them there, not after seeing how thin the mother cat was, and the amount of discharge from both their eyes. As luck would have it, I was to start my job at a nearby veterinary hospital that day, and we brought the cats in to get the care that they needed for their upper respiratory infections. The mother cat, who we nicknamed "Mommy kitty", was very thin at only a little over 4 pounds. The kitten, dubbed "Lucky", was barely a pound! Both mother and kitten had fleas, and a stubborn U.R.I. that would take a few weeks to resolve. As we had Brookie, "Mommy Kitty" and "Lucky" were given a temporary home in the shed, which was specially insulated, and we installed a temporary heater to keep them warm. Once they were deemed healthy, mommy and kitten were allowed in the house, and they've been loved members of the family ever since!

Maus has had quite a tough life for a young man of only two years! In addition to the upper respiratory infection he had as a kitten, Maus has had a bunch of medical problems since being rescued. At only six months of age, still named "Lucky", he was rushed to the veterinary hospital after several days of vomiting and acute abdominal pain and crying early one morning. The veterinarian, having felt "something strange" in his intestines upon palpitation, took an X-Ray that determined that there was a foreign body creating a blockage in his intestines. "Lucky" was rushed to surgery for its immediate removal, and part of his lower bowel had to be removed as they found that he'd been born with a defect in it. The surgery itself went well, but his PCV dropped rapidly and he bled heavily from the rectum the next morning, resulting in an emergency transfer to a specialty hospital for firther treatment. After spending nearly a week in the hospital, renamed "Maus" as "Lucky" wasn't the most fitting of names, he was deemed well enough to return home, wearing a cone and with a staples incision all the way down his abdomen. Unfortunately for Maus, the skin healed in such a way that the staples were digging into the skin, causing an infection. Poor Maus had to once again be brought to the vet hospital to be reopened and restapled! It was never determined exactly what caused the blockage, but it is thought that due to the odd structure of his intestinal tract, dead worms left over from his deworming treatment had backed up and caused the problem. It didn't take too long for Maus to completely heal, and he was fine for awhile until a few weeks before his second birthday. In the weeks leading up to that event, Maus had been having problems defecating in the litterbox due to constipation that had required him to undergo two enemas. The weekend of August 4th, I heard him crying loudly early in the morning and licking his privates. Having flashbacks of the first time he'd been making that noise, Maus was again brought back to the hospital, and this time was determined to have a urinary blockage. The vet sedated him and passed a urinary catheter, and Maus spent a week in the hospital recovering from this ordeal. Now diagnosed with Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease (FLUTD), Maus is doing well, though needs to remain on a special diet to try and prevent another obstruction from occuring. Though he's had his share of problems, Maus has remained an extremely affectionate cat and the most loving animal I have known. He sleeps with me at night, and enjoys sitting in my lap, kneading my neck, and trying to nurse on my chin. He's a big mush who loves everyone, and all the vets and technicians who have worked with him fell in love with him on the spot.

Lives Remaining:
3 of 9

Forums Motto:
Good old fashioned lover boy

The Last Forum I Posted In:
diagnosed with hyperthyroidism

I've Been On Catster Since:
September 22nd 2007 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

Meet my family
Hershey Bear
(2003 - 2015)
~ Brooke ~
(1997 - 2012)
Chloe ~ Itty
Bitty Angel
Sable - ~Love
you Always~

Meet my Feline Friends
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Musings of the Maus

One last word: UnitedCats!

January 16th 2014 8:21 pm
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Hi everycat. Maus again!

In our quest to try and find a "new Catster", my meowmy found one that looks pretty promising! It's called UnitedCats, and it has both a cat AND a dog area of the site! Just like this one! Here's my profile - pardon the dust!:

We may never be able to recreate the great community here, but we can sure as heck try!

purrs and headbutts,



Oh, Catster, say it isn't so..

January 16th 2014 5:19 pm
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Maus' "human" here.
We are devastated, to say the least, about the impending shutdown of Catster. Catster (and Dogster) were once fantastic communities of animal loving people and their pets. We learned so much from this website, and met so many great people, through "talking" as our pets.

If "anycat" still wants to keep in touch after Catster, there's a few ways to do it!

- I use Tumblr, Twitter, and Facebook. If any of you want to stay in touch that way, drop me a message here or email ( I'd hate to lose contact with all the great Catsters I've met over the years.

- There is also CatScouts, which I use "as" Maus:

If there are any alternative communities, please let us know.
It's been fun!

Purrs and headbutts, and signing off:

and the "angels"


Pill pockets, and Hyper thyroids?

January 4th 2014 8:22 pm
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Hi everycat! It's been awhile since I wrote something here, yikes!

Last week, I had to visit the dreaded V E T , cause I was havin trouble doing .. er.. poop, in the litterbox! It's a little embarassing but there are times when I have trouble going, and I've had to go to the V E T more than once for a little "help".
(I don't like to talk about it much. I don't like when they stick things back there!!)

It was decided that the V E T should steal my blood, since I was there anyway. They not only stuck me in the behind, but they stuck me in my leg too. What nerve!

anyway, to make a long story short, the results of the tests they ran said that I have something called hyperthyroid! This means I have to get pills everyday - blech!! - but so far it's been OK, because I get to eat these really tasty treats called Pill Pockets!

I've decided that..
I love Pill Pockets! Yum!
Pills? What pills?

Purrs and headbutts,

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