Cheddar (R.I.P. 12/8/07)


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"Tabby, thank you for my wings and halo!"

Home:Yucaipa, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 7 Years   Sex: Male

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Nicknames:
Cheddy

Arrival Story:
Cheddar was one of the cats who was staying at the shelter where I work, waiting for his furever home. I noticed that he didn't seem well, his fur didn't look good, especially for such a young cat. We ran a blood panel on him and it showed only that he was a sick kitty, that a few of the values were off. He wasn't eating anymore, and he did test positive for the FIP virus. As many of you probably know, this doesn't necessarily indicate the presence of the nasty FIP virus, which is nearly 100 % fatal. It was the weekend, so I brought him home so that I could syringe feed him. I set him up with a comfy bed in a cage above my foster kittens. As it turned out, I didn't even need to syringe feed him. He began eating like a little pig. I was so happy, and I thought then that he would be OK, perhaps he'd just been depressed at the shelter. I really hoped to make him a permanent member of my family because he was just the sweetest little cat you'd ever want to know. As the days passed, he gained weight, and I started to become comfortable that he would be just fine. Then, I noticed that he began to get wobbly, and displayed a definite weakness in his back end. The increasing neurological damage was a sign of FIP. He became incontinent, and I had to line his bed with diapers, and mop the floors after him when I let him exercise outside of the cage. He was only with me for about a month or so, and in the last week and a half, I watched him deteriorate rapidly. I realized then that he was going to die, and it was heart breaking to watch. He was always interested in his surroundings even to the last day of his life, and he especially loved to watch the kittens play. Even when he had lost nearly all of his motor function, just a few days ago, he managed to wiggle across the room to get a little furry mouse he saw laying there. On December 8, 2007 he was put to rest. We buried him under the old oak tree on the grounds of the shelter right next to our lovely Annie who died of renal failure just a couple of months before. We miss them both, and we pray they are at peace.

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I live with Gem and Sami

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Tally and Tigger are getting married TODAY!

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December 8th 2007 More than 7 years!

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Meet my family
Sweet
Shelby... I
loved you so
Jasmine.....ta
ken suddenly
Luigi....sudde
nly an angel
Willie
OliverSoxGem Jr. ..an
angel
Tupac
Gem (In Loving
Memory)
AndyRachaelWhiskey-Lee
(In Loving
Memory)
TarzanJoeyTulipFarley
(9/26/1993 -
9/27/2001)
RossLillia (In
Loving memory)
Thor (adopted)Majicou
Del Taco aka
"Dell"
Ethan & Zoe
8/3/08 -
8/6/08
SargeantBillie Jean
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Somewhere Over The Rainbow


I will have new pawrents!

December 10th 2007 7:35 pm
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OMICAT! It's just so much fun here. Yesterday I went to Manya's tree decorating pawty. I met so many cats, and made a lot of furriends. By the end of the day, I had charmed Gem's fiance Sami so much that she insisted that they adopt me and make me a permanent member of their family.

Life is good here, now if I could just locate Annie. Does anycat know where Annie lives?

Cheddar

 

The last thing I remember

December 8th 2007 6:04 pm
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I was lying on the table at the vet office. The woman whose house I was staying at and the woman named Sharon, who first took me into the shelter when I was tiny, were trying so hard to be brave, and trying not to cry in front of me. I was given a sedative, and I felt pretty good, just tired. They put a cathater in my arm, it didn't hurt very much. Then the doctor came in and injected me with a couple of different things.

The next thing I knew, I opened my eyes in a beautiful place! There were cats everywhere, greeting me like I was really important or something. And I was walking, and running, just like before I got sick. I'm staying with some cats named Whiskey, Gem, Farley, and Lillia. I have my own room with an adjoining bath that I share with Lillia. She's young, not as young as me, but she knows some cats my age that I can play with. The house is grand! Five bedrooms! There is a big dinner for me tonight, and the cats I'm staying with have invited some other cats over to meet me. Gee, this place is great! I have to go, the doorbell is ringing!

 
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