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The Diary of a Good Luck Kitty

16 Feb 2012 RIP my sweet boy

He's been losing weight and hanging out on top of the kitchen cabinets. Not sure why. So I put him in a room where he had access to food and water 24/7. Thought he was doing better. Gave him some wet food which he ate. Came in to check on him this morning and he was in his final stages of dying. I was holding him when he took his last breath. I only had a few minutes before he passed. I'm glad I was there in his last moments. Rest in peace my sweet boy! You know you were loved and will be missed dearly. Just 2 months shy of your 4th birthday...way too young to be an angel now. I love you Squirt Squirt. Wait for me at the bridge. He passed at 7:45 am. Heaven's newest angel. Forever in my heart. I love you Squirt!

8 April 2008 - 16 Feb 2012

Happy 1st Birthday Squirt!!!

Happy Birthday Squirt! There are 355 birthday kitties today! You're a big boy now. No longer a kitten. In reality, you're a terror. You show no mercy when you go after Sadie or any of the other furrbutts in the house. We're gonna have to get your little butt fixed and homefully tame you down! You're anti social too. You don't let anyone pet you or love on you and you run or cringe and pull away when someone touches you. I'm not sure why that is. On occasion I find you on the bed when I wake up but I think that's only cuz it's warmer there but as soon as I move, you run away. I still love you and don't regret taking you in. You're just totally opposite of how you started life out in our home. Happy Birthday Squirt! You'll still always be my little boy no matter how big or old you get.

2nd Set of Shots

Went to the vet yesterday for my 2nd set of shots. I weighed in at 3.5 pounds. OMC! I'm a little porker. Just a month ago I weighed 1.8 pounds. I guess that's what happens when you have food at your disposal 24/7.

After being weighed, they brought me back into the exam room and put me on the table. I may be young, but I'm not stupid. I know the routine and knew what was going to happen next. So, I made a beeline for mom. I tried to squeeze myself in between her arm and her side. I didn't get very far before they stuck me with those needles. Afterwards, I ran into my kennel and tried to bury myself in the back of the kennel beneath the towel.

Mom was telling me today that she needs to get me fixed. I don't know what that means, but it doesn't sound good. She says I'm old enough to have it done and the sooner the better. Uh-oh. I don't think I'm going to like whatever that is!!!