Sex: Female Weight: 5 lbs.
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Bodhisattva, Guest Kitty, Gwen, Gwendolyn Tabico, Gwennie, Lil Bit, Little Girl, Miss Kitters, Mrs. Stinkelbaum, Mrs. Tabico, Princess Sweater Girl, Titbit of a Kitbit
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June 6th 2003
Tabby and White
Cuddling, chasing, napping, sharpening her imaginary claws
Other cats, the cat carrier, being left alone, eye medicine
Anything that rolls, the cardboard scratching pad
Favorite Nap Spot:
A lap or the pink bed she picked out at the store
Jumping high and intimidating other cats, despite her disabilities; walking on a leash!
Guinevere crossed our street right in front of our car as we were driving home. When we slowed down to check on her, she walked under the car and we thought, "This cat won't make it on the street." She had no collar, tags, or microchip but had been spayed and, regrettably, declawed. Poor Gwen was covered in flea bites, scars from fights, and mats so severe they had to be shaved off. We took her to the vet and found out that, despite all those things and being only 4 lbs., she did not have any serious illnesses or injuries. She does, however, have a mild neurological disorder, likely cerebellar hypoplasia, that makes her a little clumsy because her back legs don't always work right. Paired with having no front claws, she falls down a fair amount, but she doesn't seem to let it bother her. She's also deaf.
Since her rescue, Gwen has put on a pound and a half and recovered from her flea bites. Her hair is growing back, too. She's become quite at home and appears to be having the time of her life.
If Guinevere wants attention and doesn't see anybody around, she'll start yowling at the top of her lungs. She's almost completely deaf, so she probably doesn't realize how loud she is! She can hear very loud sounds, such as a nearby dog bark, but mostly she relies on sight, smell, and being very tuned in to vibrations and air currents.
Gwen is still learning to get along with the other cats in the family. Amazingly, she is the one intimidating them, even though they're all about twice her size, able-bodied, hearing, and fully clawed. She is no shrinking violet! Things are going pretty well with Trivet, especially given his history of trying to attack any girl cat he came in contact with. In her spare time, Gwen is studying to become a registered therapy cat.
We lost Gwen very suddenly and tragically just after Christmas 2008 but are so grateful for the time we had with her and all she taught us.
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March 8th 2008 5:48 pm
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Okay, so my preferred mom got this idea in her head that a spare sock could me made into a nifty sweater for me, and that would keep me warm, since my hair hasn't really grown back yet. First she did a prototype, which wasn't too bad, but she did a second one (still from the same sock!), and it looked pretty cool. It was made from the calf part of the sock, so it had stylish ribbing. Unfortunately, since it was a no-sew project, it unraveled quite a bit, and I was getting caught in threads. So, it came off, but not before my mom had the brilliant (ahem) idea to make a matching hat from the heel of the sock. Check out the picture of me in my silly hat. Mothers!
Meanwhile, Preferred Mom had been telling my Grandma Sparky about this. Grandma Sparky is very crafty and also loves kitties, so she knitted me a pretty tomato-colored sweater. Do I look smashing or what? Food Lady has had some concerns that I did not enjoy wearing a sweater and was unhappy. Preferred Mom said that, if she didn't fear for her life, she'd put the sweater on one of my cat brothers. Then Food Lady could see what a cat wearing something it is unhappy about looks like. But I'm not letting those smelly boys borrow it, no way. It's too pretty.
And now Preferred Mom has started calling me Princess Sweater Girl. I kind of like that. I AM a pretty, pretty princess.
January 27th 2008 5:57 pm
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Last night my moms took me shopping at Petsmart. When I'm not in the carrier, I really like riding in the car. There's so much to see! Food Lady held me and let me look out the window while Preferred Mom drove.
When we got to the store, I rode in a backpack for a little while while my moms looked at harnesses. They found a pink one that matched my nose exactly! It was a perfect fit, and I didn't even notice it was on. My moms seemed surprised and said something about trying this with the other cats and getting a blood transfusion. Once I had the harness on, they attached it to a leash, and I got to explore all around Petsmart! It was the coolest thing ever. Plus I looked super-pretty and was the center of attention. Everyone was talking about the cat on a leash. Like I'd be incapable of doing something a stinky old DOG can do! Please.
I also got a collar, so I can wear pretty jewelry (see photo). My collar is midnight blue, and I have a silver tag with my name, address, and phone number on it. I wore it for a little while last night, but then I got gooshyfood all over my tag. I'm a little messy on account of my neuro issues. Preferred Mom said I might have to get a collar with my info embroidered onto it. Yay, more shopping!
The coolest part was when we started looking at kitty beds. I didn't have one, so I would sleep in Preston's bed sometimes. Because I'm petite and had that AWFUL haircut (not my decision!), I get chilly without a bed. My moms showed me some different beds, and I checked them out. Preferred Mom said, "She's not going to curl up and get in a bed at the Petsmart!" So, of course, I picked out the best bed and crawled into it and started kneading. Ha! Food Lady picked up the bed with me in it, and I stayed in it all through the checkout line until we got in the car. Now it's MY very own bed. I slept in in it a bunch today. So cozy. Oh, and it's pink like my nose -- see photos!
Wonder when we get to go shopping again? It's been a whole day already. Sigh.
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