I have been tagged by Daisy to play the Olympic Game. The rules say dat I am supposed to answer 5 questions, and then I'm supposed to tag five other kitties to play the game. Here goes!

THE OLYMPIC GAME

1. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE OLYMPIC SPORT? My favorite would have to be gymnastics...leaping and flipping in the air...a cat's dream.

2. WHAT DO YOU PREFER; SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer...Its the only time of year I ever knew.

3. WHAT'S THE QUIRKIEST THING YOU DO? I loved to sleep on my feathers mom got for me. In my short life I went through 3 sets of them.

4. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ANY OTHER KITTENS? Yes. Her name is Liberty, but she is called Libby. I have become her guardian angel since I went to the bridge.

5. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ROSETTE, AND WHY? I really like the diamond because it if beautiful and very strong....like I tried to be. And diamonds are forever...just like my catster friends.

Now, the five friends that I tag are:

1. Liberty

2. Bitu

3. Ashley (My Uncle Stinker's wife)

4. Rocky Ann

5. Miles Montgomery

If you choose to play, simply add this to your diary and send and invite to play to 5 friends.

For my Beautiful Baby, Wee Geordi

For those of you who might not know, Wee Geordi crossed over the rainbow bridge Sometime during the early morning hours of August 3, 2008. This is in his memory.

In a far away place, a little soul sat all alone. Bastet looked at the little soul and said, "I am sending you to earth. You have a job to do. You will be wild born, but you will not live wild." And so he was born to a feral mother. When he was one day old, a kind lady rescued him and brought him to another lady who would become his mom. He was sooo tiny. The first night this lttle kit was in his new home, Bastet whispered in his mom's ear as she awoke from a dream, "Wee Geordi." And so the little soul had a name. And he began to grow, to thrive. He was greatly loved and was even more loving. He made many friends, even more than he or his mom knew. Wee Geordi received purrayers from around the world to grow strong and healthy. And so, he did. then one day, his eyes opened and he beheld his world. It was his mom. To him, she was beautiful. And to her,Wee Geordi beacame her Light. He shone with love and hope. The weeks passed. He did grow strong. Suddenly, he was 8 weeks old. Mom was so happy and Wee Geordi adored her. He would run to meet her when she got home. He would follow her, lay on her feet, cuddle on her chest. Purrs would rumble from his small body.
then something happened. His back legs grew weak. He could barely walk. Mom held him, fed him with a spoon, helped him go potty. The doctor did not know what was wrong. he told mom to just keep doing what she had been doing.
After a few days, Wee Geordi seemed to rally, to walk better. Mom held on to her hope.
Before going to bed one night, she desided to stay up a little later and to hold her beautiful Wee Geordi. He lay on her chest. His purr filled her ears and her heart. They lay on the sofa for 30 minutes, cuddling and purring. Then mom placed Wee Geordi in his bed. As she went to the stairs, she looked back....Geordi's eyes never left her face. Love filled the room.
Mom slept and sometime while she slept, Bastet came. "You have done your job, Wee Geordi. You have brought pure love. It's time."
He raised his small head. Bastet said, "Come away, Wee Geordi, the Rainbow Bridge awaits."

What next???

Sorry I have nto written lately. My tyist has been a bit lax.
Some of you probably already know, but I have had a bit of a set back.
Just when mom thought we had it licked, out of the woods, etc., I developed a new problem.
Over this past weekend, I started having trouble walking or standing for a long time. Sunday night was especially bad as was Monday daytime. I could hardly walk more than a dozen steps and I actually mostly just laid there.
Momday morning mom took me to see the doctor. He is sort of stumped. He checked for worms...none. No problems with the ears. when I did walk, it was straight, not listing to one side. My vision is good and I would follow his finger easily. He does not think it is neurological. He said keep me isolated from the other kitties on the off chance it is FIP. We are all really purraying it is not that.
Starting Monday night, my walking improved slightly. I could walk across the room...although it is a bit wobbly...to say the least.
Mom has begun to wonder if I might have fallen and piched a nerve or something. It is a rear quarter probelm, no doubt. I also have trouble pusshing poop out all the way. Mom has to wipe me. How humiliating.
On the upside, I am alert and have a good appetite. I let mom know when I need to go potty and she puts me in the litter box.
I have an appointment with a different doctor but not til next Wednesday. It was the soonest they could work in a new patient at a time mom could take me. There were some earlier times, but they were when she has to work.
Maybe say a new purrayer for me and the power of the paw. Gosh, just when we thought I was out of the woods.
Oh, maybe say a purrayer for mom, too. She has been very upset and sad.

An Addition

Hello, everyone. Some of you may have noticed I have a new addition to my name. I will be going to the home of my new mom in about 2 weeks. She is going to call me Barclay. Mom #1 says I will always be Wee Geordi to her, but figures my furever mom has the right to name me what she wants. Besides, it is a pretty good name.
The first 5 weeks of my life I spent a lot of time at Barclay's....that's the name of the shop where my first mom and soon to be mom work. Seems I will get to move twice. I will go tomy new mom's in 2 weeks, as I said. Then in September, she is moving and I will be going with her. I must say, I have had lots of excitement in my young life.
Mom is still working on the weaning. I will do a nibble, but still want the bottle...though I chew on it now, too.
I am doing good with the litter box though. Guess that is a good thing.
Well, that's all for now...Purrs and love to my good furends.

5 Weeks today

wow, can you believe it. I am 5 weeks old today. I am getting bigger all the time.
Today will also be my last day to go to work with mom. After that, I will have to stay home in a big crate that used to belong to the dog.
I did give mom a bit of a scare this past week. On Wednesday night I began to throw up whatever formula i ate. I acted ok otherwise and still wanted to eat, but then i would throw up again. That continued through Thursday afternoon. Mom wondered if something in the can of formula she was using might have made me sick. Anyway, a trip to the doctor who couldn't really do too much since I am so small. Then a new can of formula and a drop of stomach settler and I was able to keep the food down. No problem since.
Now the big news, while I don't want to eat solid food yet, I am beginning to use the litter box. Mom was so proud of me. I have even gone into the little one she takes to work on my own. She still puts me into the big one at home.
Thanks again to all my new and very good friends. Purrs and love to you all.

Yuck

Well, I have just discover the "joyus" of bathing. Mom gave me a bath yesterday. I guess I was a bit stinky, what with not having the best grooming and bathroom habits yet. and my fur is much nicer, softer and fluffier.
Mom says I was a pretty good boy during the ordeal. I did squall a bit though.
Today I am 4 weeks old. I am getting a bit more adventuresome when i am awake and mom is giving me more time out of the box when she can keep an eye on me. She says I will probably only be going to work with her for a couple more days and then I will have to stay homr. I am not looking forward to that.
Again, thanks for all the kind thoughts, purrayers and rosettes. You all make me feel very good.

love and purrs, Wee Geordi aka Barclay

3 Weeks and counting

Today I am 3 weeks old. Mom thinks I am doing great. She says I have been receiving lots of help from friends here on Catster and some from the Big Cat in the Sky as well. I know I have lots of angel kitties looking over me as well. Miss Pepper is my sprcial guardian angel, but there are also many in my own family, including my Uncle Stinker. I am eating lots. Tday mom started with a full bottle(about 2 ounces) at 8:30 this morning and now at 12:30 it is half empty. I can chug a lug with the best of them.
I am also wanting to explore a bit more outside of my box and enjoy crawling all around mom. I also do a bit of grooming for myself now. Mostly just my fron legs and paws, but its a start.
I will probably only get to go to work with mom for a few more days. I will miss being with her there and Iknow she will miss me.
Anyway, again thanks to all my friends. Things look good for me, but I can still use some of that power of the paw.

purrs of love, Wee Geordi

Still hanging around

Hi. Its just me....Wee Geordi. I am still pretty wee, but definitely growing. Mom has some new pics to put on...with my eyes open.
My sneezes have all gone away, but mom is still adding the anty bye optic to my formula for a bit longer. Says she wants to make sure I am ok. She is also adding some vitamin drops as well.
I am becoming a snuggle kitty when mom holds me now. And my purr is getting louder.
Mom is still taking me to work with her, but says in about a week or so I might have to start staying home during the day. She is not really supposed to take animals to work but her boss has not said anything since I was so very tiny. Guess he knew I needed 24 hour care.
Mom says she is now able to get about 4 hours of sleep at a time before I wake her to feed me.
Again, thank you all for the support. Please keep the purrayers going. I am growing and it looks good for me, but...I am still pretty small. Love to all of my very dear Catster friends.

The eyes have it

hey, I can sort of see things. My eyes have started to open. That's a good thing. Every day I seem to be a little stronger. That makes mom happy, but she also knows I will have a ways to go before I am out of the woods.
I have also started to purr when mom holds me. Its not a giant purr but it is a purr.
I had some sneezes so mom got some medicine from the doctor for me. it is an anty bye otic....what ever that is. Mom puts one to two drops in my food every day. I seem to have stopped sneezing, but I still am going to get the drops for a while longer.
Thanks to all who have been purraying for me. I am trying very hard to grown strong.

Sad

I am very sad to report that we found out today my brother Juno crossed the bridge yesterday. I know he was met by many family members and they will watch out for him. Mom is very very sad and even more worried about me. I continue to eat, meow and move around. She is purraying as hard as she can I will grow big and strong like my namesake. She also has a furever home for me if I make it. I do have so much to live for.