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Age: 20 Years Sex: Male Weight: 9 lbs.
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Handsome Man, Stinky Man
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Cuddling up to someone, sleeping, being spoiled rotten
His toenails being clipped, being taken off someone's lap before he wants to be
Favorite Nap Spot:
Friskies Beef giblets
Shoulder riding, charming the ladies
Red Dog came from a hoarder home with 70+ siamese cats. He and his kitty pals were rescued by animal control and a local no-kill shelter, where he eventually ended up. Although he was affectionate and very badly wanted a home and a family to cuddle with, he was old, had gunky eyes and some missing teeth. As all his younger pals were adopted, Red Dog was passed over again and again.
When we began to volunteer at the no-kill rescue, we would notice Red Dog following us around the shelter and meowing very politely. Every where we turned, he was there! One day I picked him up and he scrambled onto my shoulders, laid down, and purred his head off. From that moment on, I knew Red Dog was meant for us!
Red Dog came with us to his forever home at the grand old age of 13. He is a spoiled rotten boy and one of the most loving, funny, and special cats we have ever known. Although he's a bit senile, he still races downstairs whenever he hears the word "tuna", loves to talk and ride on shoulders, and sleeps on my pillow with his head against mine, snoring away! Red Dog is proof that old cats can be just as wonderful to adopt as any kitten, and that you are never too old for a happy ending!
Red Dog loves the following:
His wardrobe (believe it or not),
his couch (it's his now),
walking around the house asking "Hello?? Helloooo?",
his best friend Lola...
Red Dog does not like:
his toenails clipped,
being ejected from his shoulder perch,
forgetting where he is in the house! (He gets a little disoriented in his old age)
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The World's Most Spoiled Rotten Senior
The Groups I'm In:
Flame Point Siamese Kitty Group, FOSTER FAMILIES FOREVER, Multiple Cat households!!!, Olde Furts, Town Cats of Morgan Hill
The Last Forum I Posted In:
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I've Been On Catster Since:
|July 27th 2008
||More than 5 years!
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May 14th 2009 8:06 pm
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Hi, this is Red Dog's owner. It was very hard to log into the page to type this, as it still hurts very much, but Red Dog died in my arms on the night of the 12th, after a long string of health problems that ended with him being diagnosed with lymphoma.
He was an incredible cat, and one of the best things to ever happen to me. I've made a memorial video for him, partially to honor his memory and also in hopes that people will see his story and consider adopting an elderly cat or dog from their local shelter. Please feel free to share this video with someone you love.
My hope is that everyone out there has a chance to experience the incredible and unconditional love that Red Dog gave to us during his short time in our lives.
Thank you so much, from Red Dog's family.
September 2nd 2008 8:38 pm
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I have a new brother!!! My people went and picked him up yesterday. I bet he'll have a catster page eventually; all my family will, but it's a matter of getting time to do it. Plus there's 12 of us total but we sure as heck don't all live together. Some of my family lives with my people's grandparents, and some live with my people's mom, but I think of them as my family too, even if I don't see them as often.
The new brother lives with us though. He's still shy so he's got his own room for now. We're so used to having foster kitties in the house that we don't really care, but he's not used to us yet, so he's been hissing when the door is opened and we're all sitting there waiting to say hi. The hissing sort of upset me, so Mom is giving it a few more days, because she doesn't want me getting a flare-up from stress. She's still nervous about FIP, even though my titer has gone down. That's another reason to keep my new brother away. I feel better but we want to be safe.
Anyway, I've never seen a cat like my new brother before. He's got no hair!! At all! And no whiskers either. He's made of wrinkles! Mom says his name is Rogaine, but she calls him Rogue for short. I think he'll like us once he gets to know us. I remember how mean Lola used to be, hissing and smacking us around, but now she and I are best friends!
I'm old, time to go play Pogo.
September 1st 2008 4:07 am
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I had another vet appt yesterday morning, and it turns out, my FIP titer actually went DOWN from 1:16 to 1:4! The vet we talked to thinks we shouldn't rule FIP out, but that it's a lot more likely that my protein levels are elevated because I'm fighting a virus off.
Actually, I feel a lot better. I've been eating like a pig and I even ran a bit today! I haven't done that in awhile! I'm on a new medication too, one that doesn't make me foam like that awful Baytril did. Mom thought I was just being my usual difficult self when I kept trying to swat her, but I was having a reaction to the Baytril that a lot of cats get. I got really foamy.. yucky stuff! My new medicine is pink and I don't have to swallow as much. I like that.
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