Skills: Taking the phone off the hook and dialing and changing the message on my answering machine
Arrival Story: Rufus and his family came to the shelter as 8 hour old kittens without their mom. They were bottle fed kittens and he was the only one of his litter to survive. I took him when he was seven weeks old while the girl that had been fostering him went to a wedding out of town and I ended up keeping him. He was very tiny, only about the size of a four week old. My male dog, Madison, fell in love with him and they were best buddies for years.
Bio: His last years he had so many different little health problems. It started in 2009 with spells of diarrhea, ending in 2012-2013 with constipation. Many trips to the vets, you could tell he just felt awful. So on April 2, 2013 after another trip to the vet to see if there was anything to do to make him more comfortable I elected to end his suffering, because we all felt he WAS suffering, although he never complained. Miss you sweet man.
Today I would be 19 years old. I am the only pet my mom has had where my real birthday was known as I came into the shelter the day I was born and she was there at the time. Mom is sad, I will try to come visit her tonight in her dreams. I do stop by while she is home. I know she sees me out of the corner of her eye or feels me get up on the chair behind her while she is at the computer because she often reaches back there as if to touch me. I'm glad she knows I come around to visit. I try to convey that I feel much better now at Rainbow Bridge. I was really feeling pretty awful before I left her last year. I love you mom.
Today my mom decided it was time to help me. I have felt bad for quite some time now and I didn't want to have anyone touch me or make a fuss over me. Everything hurt and was shutting down. I have been so tired of the prodding and poking and treatments to try to help me. Today I said "enough" and my mom listened to me. No more pain. Now I'm going to run and play with my doggie brother Madison who has been waiting for me since 2004. It was time and I am happy now. I am sad for my mom but I know she has Sydney and they will be okay. Sydney has been paying a lot of attention to her lately, I guess she knew I was leaving soon. So I came into the world without a mom on 7/13/95 and was raised by humans. When I was 7 weeks old my mom took me as a foster and kept me. I was 17 1/2 years old and that's a good life for a kitty although I know it wasn't long enough for my mom. I'm fine mom and I will be visiting you from time to time so you know I'm okay.
2 years ago I spent the night in ER and came home on Christmas Eve. Yesterday I went to the dr to try to keep me from going to ER over the holiday. Mom just didn't like the way I was acting and was afraid I had had a stroke or seizure while she was at work. I was cranky and I smacked her when she picked me up. That's because my butt hurt. Found out yesterday that I ruptured an anal gland - who knew? Boy did it hurt. I got an antibiotic shot and a shot for pain. In talking with others who have had the same thing I guess I got off pretty light as some have to have ointment put on their butt after being cleaned daily. My dr did not say this. I go back on 1/2 for a re-check - Happy New Year - mol. I was sick this morning and mom is a little worried and glad she is home until after the first of the year now. I'm going to milk this for all it is worth and gets lots of good stuff while she is worried about me - my bad.