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"Playful Cuteness, should be my name!"
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"The Man says that in this picture, I have emeralds in my eyes!"
"Surveying my domain"
"An Orange Cat Convention!"
"I'm the kitten with the spot on his back!"
"Safe and warm!"
"Purrs & love"
"Last photo taken of Spotty."
"Rainbow misses his buddy." [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book]
Leave a treat for Spot (1994-2010)
Spotty Dotty, Spot the Dot, Moses, Sputnik the Russian Probe, 003 Secret Agent, Bristle Hog
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June 18th 1994
The MAN! (Dad)
Hunters, his sister cat biting his stump, gunfire in movies
the Tee Pee, climbing tree scratching post
Favorite Nap Spot:
the Tee Pee by the heater
Anything soft, he has few teeth left!
indoors and outdoors
His parents were rescue farm cats. (And were a little older than they appeared, so we didn't get them fixed in time) Spotty was conceived on the basement stairs, and born in the bathroom.
Spot has mega bad Karma. Anything that could go wrong has for poor Spotty! He was only six months old when he was shot by a macho Hunter of House Cats. Spot's own vet came out of retirement to amputate the shattered leg (and repair his broken breast bone) on New Years Eve. There is nothing that any cat can do that Spotty can not do. He is a great hunter, he rolls the mice flat with his stump! He is also the most devoted and loving feline we have ever encountered. We fear that in his last life he did something VERY evil, and is working off a lot of bad karma in this life. Considering what has already happened to him, he will undoubtedly be reborn a prince!
I'll get through this!
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Spot lives with the Grand-Humans of Sparkman, Capt. Morgan, Moose, and Chester. He wanted his own web page, so their Swabbie Mum agreed to help put Spot online!
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June 19th 2011 6:37 pm
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Happy Birthday! Your friends online sent so many wonderful messages and rosie awards... Made the secretary a little misty eyed, but she wanted me to help thank all of them for you. You are still a very loved little Spotty Dotty. Thank you very much friends!
Here at the Colony, we had a hard winter. After you left us, my sister Niinii left too. She died of heart failure which was very hard to watch and treat and just to try to help her conquer. We were all in pain with her... So look for her up there at the bridge with you!
This spring I was having a little trouble dealing with day to day life here. The house just felt empty and I had no kitty buds to cuddle with at nap time. (I know Tutu the cat's still here, but you know how she's a loner and a tortie.)
So about a week ago; the humans came home with a new little kitten. She's a black and white tux cat. At first I tried to ignore her, but she's growing on me fast. I'm already playing running games with her around the house and helping bath her. She tastes like kitten food and milk, so I think she's great! And it's just nice to have someone else furry around again. I even woke up with her napping next to me a couple times!
I keep looking for you in the basement, wandering around calling for you like I used to do when you were downstairs on mouse hunt or something. It's been a rough winter. But it's looking to be a better summer.
Love you and Happy 17th, Spot!
December 26th 2010 6:51 am
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Had a great holiday, you should have seen it! We got a compressed catnip ball, just like the nephews! We took turns licking, bunny kicking, and batting it around the floor. The humans gave us a new cardboard scratcher pad called a "Super Scratcher." I lounged on it and observed the openings as you usually did.
I've gotten awfully thin since last summer. I got really depressed and sick there when you left, but pulled through. Now they say I'm going on your chicken and meatball diet too! I'm sure excited about that. And yesterday I got 4 wet catfood meals out of the humans. It was great!
Miss you horribly, buddy. There's several trains under the tree this year, and it's hard stopping the traffic on them without your help. And wow you did a lot of lap sitting! Tutu and I have been trying to pick up the slack, but that's kinda exhausting even for the two of us. She's taken over your nap spot by the heater, by the way... Of course you might now all this from watching over us this past many months.
Love you, Spotty Man!
July 28th 2010 5:13 am
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The Woman kept telling me that she really thought this would be Spot's last summer. He'd been losing weight, despite many many meals a day. He was still acting like himself, but it was obvious that he was getting older & weaker rapidly. He was even having the occasional accident, and had started using the human toilet instead of his litter box. She wasn't looking forward to the day when she'd have to take him in to the vet for that final visit. But she was also determined not to let him suffer. From having other old kitties, we all suspected kidney failure or cancer.
Despite his apparent deterioration, he was still managing to trick his humans by running out the back door almost daily. He mostly stayed near and around the ducks in the backyard, so the escape habits were overlooked. After all, if an ancient cat wants to go out and sit with a flock of ducks, why not?! There is one place Spot NEVER goes near: the road out front. His little brother was killed there when they were both less than a year old. Spot has always been very leery of that area.
But for some reason, the other night he decided to leave the backyard and venture there. The humans heard the horrible noise of the accident and came rushing outside to see what/who had been hit... They found Spot unconscious, but alive. They rushed him to the emergency vet, but arrived too late. They said he woke up briefly, looked up at them and purred a little. He was in such shock, they don't think he felt much... I sure hope that they are right. He was such a loved little guy, it's horrible he had to go this way.
In response, the Humans put up a new leash run and are more strictly enforcing the rule that all cats must go outside with collar and leash only. So far only Tutu, Spot's once Valentine, is objecting loudly.
It almost feels as though Spot knew what was coming, and chose his own time. Goodbye, little Spot the Dot. May you be at peace with your father, mother, and brother Spartikiss. Farewell, my friend.
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