Countdown

Actually, Not in my new Mom's house yet. Will be next week or maybe tomorrow if my new Mom can arrange it. My current Mom is preparing me to leave. New Mom has had the flu & has been trying to get better so she can come after me. I will have all kinds of hiding places in my new house and new Mom is even trying to make some for me. Not looking forward to leaving the old place but current Mom has many pets and she took me in and loved me and cared for me and prepared me for a new home. If it can be arranged will talk to you again tomorrow or very soon. I'm sure that I will be hiding out for awhile, but I can talk from wherever I'm hiding as I get to know my new place and my new humans.

Still at the Old Place

My current Mom talked to my future Mom on the phone and so I know something is up. Know my life is about to change again and know I’m going somewhere. Hope my kittens are okay but they’re growing up fast and will be cats one day in the weeks to come. I’m glad they have a good Mom my current Mom whether they leave her for a happy home which she will very carefully choose and make sure they’re wanted and a good match to any new people or whether they stay with her where they will be very happy too and well cared for and loved. That’s all a Mother can ask for her babies. Where am I going? Don’t know anything about my new home but know just sense they were talking about me on the phone. When I get to my new place, I will most certainly hide out for awhile and hope my new Mom understands and she might have to look for me and just talk to me and let me get used to her voice first. I can ramble around when everyone sleeps. Don’t know when I’m leaving here yet but soon it seems. Curious like the cat I am but don’t care for change but it comes all the same.

{Thomasina’s Mom will thank new furry fur-iends for awhile and it’s great that some of you have reached out even before she has arrived and extended the paw of friendship and we’re very excited about her coming to live with us because she would hide out as the new cat for awhile all the same and as a Siamese and we don’t mind being having to be patient longer and earning her trust as she has learned betrayal from human kind. Shouldn’t happen but it happens all too often. We’re trying to calm down so that when she arrives at her furever home we will not make her overly anxious but it will be so wonderful to have a cat here again! Eventually she and Dion will be friends and Dion is learning patience with cats but she so loves kitties! Thomasina is a Siamese cat so I’m sure her eventual diary tone will be much more dignified and hopefully eventually playful but we will see what the future holds for her on these pages as we all get to know each other….}

Meli Mom thanks the following new furry fur-iends on behalf of Thomasina the lovely Siamese:

---Ciao-Li the Maine Coon Cat of the beautiful kitty tail and fellow cat rescue.
---Jean Louise “Weezer” the Brown Tabby Domestic short hair fellow cat rescue.
---Katie the Lilac Point Siamese and fellow cat rescue.

Meli Mom thanks you all on behalf of Thomasina for being her new furry fur-iends. We also thank two that have crossed over The Rainbow Bridge for being kitty furry friends:

--- Sheba (In Loving Memory) the Seal Point Siamese like the cat here before Thomas though that was years ago and after it was many Tabbies, one part Bobcat as in wild bobcat and part Tabby, and a Russian Blue Smoke Persian and others.
---Arlo (In Loving Memory) the bicolor Siamese with the pretty black to the back fur.

All of the above are family with many, many furry fur-iends and thank you for extending the paw to Thomasina from her Meli Mom. Eventually she will thank you all herself all her kitty fur-iends, but don’t know when that will be…

Home? Is This Home? & Journey to this place....

The new lady says this is home and maybe this is my new home, but I will have to wait and see. She may be sure but I’m not yet. Won’t always tell you where I am, but right now I’m in the very back corner under the bed. My container, den, hiding place with the top on it an hole cut in the front in which I was transported to this new place is near the bed and eventually I’ll dash for it and hide out. Knew I was leaving. My former Mom started keeping me away from my kittens and she and my new Mom agreed that was a good thing for us to be separated. They’re beautiful kittens and have just been to the cat doctor (and they’re still on Kijiji with their Mom’s ad and are available for adoption to just the right person although it is preferred that they not be separated -- contact Meli, paw mail if you want the ad number for the kittens. Their human Mom will be choosy and picky about finding just the right match for them and would keep them herself rather than let them go to the wrong home. They are adoptable, free, but that doesn‘t mean they will just go to anyone, has to be the right person or persons) and will go to a good home only said my former human Mom.

New lady came over and came into my room and my former Mom showed me to her, lifted my big plastic box cover and let us see each other. I gave the new lady who says she is Mel and Meli and I will think of her as Mel and she says many shorten her nickname to Mel all the same and she answers to both, but I gave the new lady my cold angry glare, a hard stare but she still seemed interested in me and knew not to try to touch me at all. If she had, I would have given her a swipe with my paw. I am not tame. I am still wild but I hear that I am starting to come around whatever that means. My doorway out was blocked so that I couldn’t get out with a foam box top but still had air coming in around it. I was not happy to be leaving but I wasn’t really asked just told that I was going to a new home and the new lady Mel which is what I will call her to myself, was happy for me to be leaving with her and said I would be given time.

Car ride home the dog she called Dion was in the front seat and I was in my hide out in the back seat. When the dog whined or made strange cat like noises at Mel, I just let her know that I was still in the box and she had better not be even thinking of trying to share the back seat with me even if I was in a hide out. I hissed at her and finally heard Mel say to her -- can’t think of her as Mom since my Mom is at my old home and Mel is the one at the new home but maybe just maybe one day she will be Mom. We’ll see. Finally heard Mel say to the dog Dion why are you on the floorboard? Good. My hissing let her know that I didn’t want her near me. Don’t want Mel too close either but she didn’t stick her nose into the back seat the way the strange dog that makes cat noises and dog noises both did. Very confusing creature this Dion who came to the door of the room where I will be hiding out for at least a week maybe two. We’ll see how long says Mel. Good. Glad she understands.

Got into my new room with Mel carrying my container though she opened it a tad and showed me to someone she called Mother. Think I like Mother. Older lady with black and gray hair and she said poor thing. Yes, I am a poor thing. I moved and stretched up on the foam lid to get a closer look at this Mother one. Mother made no attempt to touch me and so I just sniffed at the air to become familiar with her scent. Yes, cats do that too sniff the air but we’re a little more clever about it than the dogs. Our noses are very sensitive too and some might say more sensitive than the dog’s and with even a better sense of smell. Mel opened the container and I wanted to sniff her hand so I moved up toward it and she moved it down for me to smell. Wasn’t because it smelled like dog like that Dion that I gave her a good scratch on the back of her hand. She touched my ear, didn’t mean to I’m sure but I didn’t care. Still counts. No one touches me, so I let her know that immediately by sticking her with one of my claws in the back of then hand and pulling it down a little. Could have been worse. I also hissed repeatedly and gave her a nice Siamese yowl. Then I leapt out of my hiding place since the lid was off and jumped to the corner and found that I could easily get under the bed from there. And that’s where I still am now, under the bed.

Mel has put out food for me and maybe I might eat it. We’ll see. A little bowl of water too and both are half under the edge of the bed. The door is closed. Good. No one can come in and that dog can’t get into my room and this is my room. I hope they know that fact, that this is my room. They can come in and see me but I might not come out. Time will tell. The front of my hide out is at the corner of the bed too so that I can dash out and run in but I have to make sure the lid will not be lifted first. Prefer that the lid stay down. Miss my kittens but they will be just fine. At least I have found some good places to hide in this room. Don’t think I want to leave this room for awhile but again We’ll see… Thomasina

A View from the Closet

The food isn’t bad in this place, tastes just like my food at the old place with something mixed in that tastes of fish and is moist stuff mixed with my dry food. Have nibbled on it several times and had some of the water in the little bowl. Not my normal food dishes, just a little saucer and a little bowl but starting to smell like me. Strange litter box too inside this great big carton box on its side with flaps to hide me. Like that, the flaps so no one can see me. Still have my hide out here too but don’t trust it again yet. I was removed from my old home in it and the lid was lifted up too many times but I keep approaching it and might get back in it again soon. Prefer under the bed or the closet. Love the closet here.

Guess they know I’ve been in the closet because I knocked down empty hangers. Didn’t do it on purpose but needed to jump up on the top shelf and explore this new hide out. Can see outside from the shelf, the birds in the trees and the sky and other things so I like to hang out here on the shelf as long as no one is in the room. If Mel or Mother opens the door, I jump down flying across the room to the gap by the bed and hurry to get a little under the bed. They’re not grabbing me and taking me somewhere else. Don’t care if they say they won’t since I was just moved here. There’s a faint cat scent to the big shelf over the closet a pleasant smell that makes me feel welcome on the shelf. Not a new scent a bit old but still like it.

The lower part of the closet has this cabinet and Mel told me it was for a sewing machine that is no longer around. Don’t care what it was for because it’s mine now. I like hiding inside it in this flap inside nice and cozy. Smells like cat there too but still an old smell. I can also get behind it where no one can see me and hide out. Like this hanging thing inside the closet too a white big fabric thing that hangs inside the closet with clothes in it. I like to get inside it and just sit and sleep. Has some old fabric inside it which is soft. May not have been meant for me but it’s my fabric now and it’s my bed when I want it to be.

The bed smells too much like the people so I walk across it and leap across it, but I don’t stay there because they sit on it and lay on it and can tell they do. Have seen them sit on it so far. They talk to me. I like Mother’s voice best and go into the closet sometimes to hear it through the wall. I won’t let her touch me but I will get closer to her than to Mel, out of sight hiding of course, but still as close to her as I dare but where I can still dart away if she thinks about touching me. Mother came in and visited me today and sat on the bed and just talked to me while I was underneath. Her hand was hanging down and I let it get near me for a little bit and then went farther under the bed. Mel talks to me too, gets down to look at me under the bed and talks to me and I look at her and sometimes walk back and forth at the wall. Only Mother gets to see me from the top of the bed at the wall. I move under the bed if Mel tries to see me there because she carried my hideout and because so far I just like Mother best. Mel says that’s okay. Good. Glad it’s okay because I would like her best even if it wasn’t okay.

Mel (Meli Mom) will thank Thomasina’s new friends here later:

Wild Kitties

Sigh. Miss my little ones, but Mel said that they’re letting my former Mother hold them and they’re actually up in her hands to be photographed on the spot where our joint Kijiji ad was with just them up for adoption with prefer they go together. I hope someone does take them both and that way they won’t be alone in this world and will have each other always. Not missing them quite as much today but still miss them. So many things to explore in my new environment especially when they close my room door. Haven’t tried to get out and see the rest of the house yet, but I have been to that door just to sniff under it. The day is coming and maybe soon when I will leave this room.

Mother came in visit me and told me how sorry she was people were so mean to me and just left me to die and didn’t take me with them. She said I was a beautiful cat and that I reminded her of Thomas who was here before me. Yes, I knew more Siamese had been here even though their scent is so very faint and strongest in the closet. I like Mother. She has such a nice voice and she seems to understand how bad things were for me. Do like Mel, but she is not my new Mother. The one called Mother who is her Mother is my Mother. Mel is one of my humans, family, but she’s not my Mother. Mel comes in to visit me and check on me all the time and I try not to get caught anywhere except under the bed but I do think she saw me flying through the air from the closet shelf to reach the edge of the bed to dash under it, well not quite under it but close enough. Then there are the hangers on the floor which she seems to have noticed….

Won’t always tell you exactly where I am hiding, but right now I’m in the closet meowing this entry. Mel will probably come check on me again so I need to be prepared to dash under the bed as quickly as possible. Need her to think I’m sulking when I’m actually exploring. So Good Morning and Good Night both for now.

In all Cattitude, Thomasina The Countess of Monte Cristo

Mel really needs to go back & thank my friends in the last entry so I will instruct her to so do....

C@T == Thank you to Ciao Li the lovely Maine Coon and also a cat rescue like me for being my fur-iend.
C@T == Thank you to Jean Louise “Weezer” the Brown Tabby, fellow cat rescue, & relative of Ciao Li for being my fur-iend!
C@T == Thank you to Sheba (In Loving Memory) the lovely Seal Point Siamese gone over the Rainbow Bridge & family member to Ciao Li for being my fur-iend!
C@T == Thank you to Katie the lovely Lilac Point Siamese for being my fur-iend!
C@T == Thank you to Arlo (In Loving Memory) family member of Ciao Li for being my fur-iend… Love the insurance salesman story & don’t they know we do own the place? We’re the cats!!!
C@T == Thank you to Tweaker the Siamese cross with the lovely glittery first photo for being my new
Fur-iend!
C@T == Thank you to Margo, R.K.N. the pretty Tortoiseshell and white cat & fellow cat rescue for being my fur-iend.

Calliope!!! Callie!!!! Stop playing with my tail!!!!!

Oh, the little baby cats. Glad to have a new cat in the room with me, but she’s a baby and felt like I was babysitting yesterday and she kept trying outright to get us in bad trouble jumping up on furniture and pawing at things and running around like a little maniac at full speed. Just kept running up to me to give me kisses and to lay across my body which I’m sure she must have done to her own Mother and waking me up from naps and then falling asleep in the oddest places just completely tuckered out from all that running around and batting at things. Lovely Calico baby and she said she lived out in the woods for awhile too with her Mother and a nice lady came and got them and took them back to her warm apartment but had to find homes as quick as she could for them and think they may have stayed somewhere else part of the time because there was a pet deposit and a limit on the number of pets allowed where they were. She was born out in the woods near the apartments so we have similar stories yet hers isn’t as long and she wasn’t quite as wild as me, actually LETS Mel pick her up and LIKES it! Now even my little ones didn’t like that but maybe they do now. OH and she would just not stop that slapping her paws at my tail even when it wasn’t moving trying to get me to move it so she can chase it. MEL!!! Bring Callie some toys! My tail is NOT a toy I’ll have you know. Made me mad finally and I went to my old hide out and stayed awhile but wouldn’t you know it, her comes Callie to explore. I let her stay for awhile until she started bothering my ears and that was it! So chased her out for awhile and she hid right out in the open in a corner and was really surprised when Mel came in the room and could see her and made a run for it to under the bed! She’s still just such a baby and has so much to learn. In All C@Ttitude, Thomasina The Countess of Monte Cristo

Mel! You didn't thank my furry furiends! Will have to make sure she does that later and thanks those who gave me rosettes!

Play Time

Had to bat at those silk roses all by myself yesterday after I got up on the bed and tried to eat them & found out they weren’t real flowers. Had fun batting them around with Callie last night but Calliope and I are having such fun today playing chase and chasing each other around the room. Mel said we sounded like horses galloping or elephants stomping we were being so loud. That’s because we had to jump way up into the air and land on things like the floor and the tops of my hideout and the big box hiding the litterbox and to the window sill. We’re having a great time today and I chased Callie’s tail back! Didn’t hurt her but teach her to chase my tail! I made Callie get off the drapes too, just batted at her tail which was swinging when she tried to climb the other pair at the side. She found out all the windows are sealed shut good and she can’t get out. Had already told her that too. We watched the birds from the little table Mel must have put in the room for us so we could see outside. The lamp on the table is a bit in the way but we decided not to knock it down ‘cause it might break. Showed Callie how very soft the top of the bed was and how that lovely cloth thing inside has feathers all inside it that smell like birds! Mel said it’s called a down comforter. Too bad it’s inside a cover thing because I would like to check and see if there’s any live birds still inside. Tried but too many buttons and flaps covering it and Mel caught me so I darted into my hideout and hid out and Callie came with me. She was going to let Mel pick her up, but she decided chasing me into the hideout and taking a nap there would be much better. Yawn. Time for another little catnap. Yowl. Mreow. Purr. Purr. Purr. In All C@titude, Thomasina The Countess of Monte Cristo

C@T == Thank you to Ciao Li the lovely Maine Coon and also a cat rescue like me for being my fur-iend.
C@T == Thank you to Jean Louise “Weezer” the Brown Tabby, fellow cat rescue, & relative of Ciao Li for being my fur-iend!
C@T == Thank you to Sheba (In Loving Memory) the lovely Seal Point Siamese gone over the Rainbow Bridge & family member to Ciao Li for being my fur-iend!
C@T == Thank you to Katie the lovely Lilac Point Siamese for being my fur-iend!
C@T == Thank you to Arlo (In Loving Memory) family member of Ciao Li for being my fur-iend… Love the insurance salesman story & don’t they know we do own the place? We’re the cats!!!
C@T == Thank you to Tweaker the Siamese cross with the lovely glittery first photo for being my new
Fur-iend!
C@T == Thank you to Margo, R.K.N. the pretty Tortoiseshell and white cat & fellow cat rescue for being my fur-iend.

The True Rulers of the House are Us, The Cats!

Like hanging out with Callie. We love the sewing cabinet that was turned into our house in the closet. No sewing machine in it just our oversized cushion and the cabinet has different escape routes. I can sit on the edge and jump straight up onto a closet shelf and hide out there for awhile behind different things stored on the shelf including some soft things that are to sleep on. I can see anyone coming into the room from my closet shelf lookout too and hide a little better or move completely. I can be very difficult to find when I want to be. The new house for me and Calliope is warm and safe. Just let anyone try to make it not safe by reaching in for me. Mel comes for Callie every day in the afternoon or evening and takes her out, but I always know when that time is coming and I move so I won’t get touched even by accident. Callie lets Mel pet her and take her to the tv room where they sit on the sofa with Dion The CatDog and watch tv and Mel holds Callie and pets her and Callie apparently crawls all over Dion since she smells heavily of both Mel and of Dion especially Dion when she gets back to the room. She always leaps out of Mel’s arms & heads under the bed where I am waiting for her. Today I nearly had a panic attack and was thinking of putting my paws under the door & getting that door open to go and look for her when Mel came back in the room for her and I had to run as fast as I could to get under the bed, but I was still anxious so I stayed closer to the edge under the bed. Even let Mel reach under the bed and move a box that was there and let her hand get very near me. She wasn’t trying to touch me or pet me, was just trying to see me and I moved closer to her to let her know that I was indeed all right even though she had scared me keeping Callie away so long. Callie was looking for me too, had dashed to our under the bed corner where I normally wait for her and she was so happy to see me. I would be most distraught and terribly angry if someone tried to take my friend Callie away and would be very upset indeed if anyone tried to hurt her because she is my friend, not my kitten but the cat even though babycat who shares my space with me and who curls up to me and sleeps. Want to see how bad my claws are unsheathed? Just bother my Calliope. Starting to feel that way about my humans too and Callie really loves Dion so wouldn’t want anything to happen to her either. My home. My room -- okay our room: belongs to me and Callie, and Mel and Mother are allowed in to watch tv if they want and they’re threatening to come in here and sleep again one or the other. Our dog. Now, Dion may think she owns us, but she doesn’t understand we are the cats and we are the possessors of things and other pets and the people in the house and we are the hidden rulers. Eventually since she is part cat as in CatDog who can purr and who does cat like things, she the dog might actually figure this fact out. Doubt that the humans will ever catch on that we exercise psychic powers of mind control over them. Humans are so mistaken. They say or some do we think we rule. Think? Wrong. Know. Eventually I may have to venture out into this house and explore my new kingdom, well ours since I will allow Callie to be a co ruler but I’m the Countess and her rank is a bit below mine, but still she is a cat yet just a baby. Seniority also wins.

Love to all from the ruler of the house or one of them. Thomasina The Countess of Monte Cristo.

Mad @ Mel (Mom)!!! & Bird Watching

So she came in the room after Callie again the Baby Cat and I just meowed softly to Callie and Calliope came to me. This went on all day long. I will teach Mel to take Callie out of the room and keep her away so long! I was worried sick that Callie wasn’t coming back! Decided it was punishment for our not using the litter box and going on the towels and trying to eat the down comforter or that’s what Mel (Mom) calls that thing… Really mad about that too. We peed on the cover the top part of that lovely feather thing to make the birds come out, but they still didn’t. Mel was really mad about that and just fussed at us. Then she took OUR bird feather comforter out of the room, not just off the bed but out of the room! She says she will get us a feather pillow or two after Christmas since we started using the litter box when they go on sale (waiting for a sale! Are we not worth it now?) but that we cannot have that lovely down comforter back and she will put another cover on that bed. Well, until I peed on it and Callie did, we were having such a great time curling up into that warm thing, but guess we spoiled it for ourselves peeing on it that way! Mel said she thinks this is the washable one but the problem is that the washing machine isn’t big enough here to wash it & she says for the time being she will wash the cover it goes down into & just spot clean it until she can go to somewhere called the Laundromat with oversized washing machines and oversized dryers since the dryer here isn’t big enough to dry it either, is just normal sized. We still retaliated and hid every time Mel came into the room. Told Callie to move away from the edges of the bed too by giving her a mreow and purr to let her know that wasn’t safe territory. Mel won’t pull us out from under the bed, says we are allowed hiding places, but she will grab us if we’re under the sides or very edge of the bed, well not me but Callie.

Started letting Mother pet my head. Think she understands me best so I will let her pet my head. Scratched her when she tried to pick me up but just on the hand and a little scratch on the arm. Mel told Mother, now, that I can’t be picked up, but she didn’t believe her. Almost let her pick me up too. She had me in her arms and on the bed and in her lap and I was actually purring at her before I realized hey! She is holding me! OH no! That’s not going to happen and I scratched and gave a mad yowl and fled to under the bed. But it was lovely while it lasted and I let her stroke my head. When she tried stroking my back now I wasn’t having any of that and I hissed at her, but wait I stayed in her lap for a few minutes. Hmm. Okay, well I like her. Maybe we can do that again another time if she doesn’t pick me up and lets me crawl into her lap. Love Mother already and adjusting to Mel, but Mother has such a kind voice and she is older and slower and so isn’t as quick as Mel. Know that Mel came after me, but Mother was here waiting for me and I just love her and love it when she comes into the room and talks to me.

Callie and I had such a good time bird watching yesterday. We kept climbing on top of the window unit in one of the windows. No central air here says Mom just window units and fans because it’s an older house and they never got around to putting in central air. Great place to perch and look out the window and watch the birds and they were just flying from the trees next door and landing on the trees in our yard. Wish we could go outside but Mel says several reasons we can’t, that we were wild for awhile and so can’t and that we aren’t adjusted to here yet and so we can’t. Said something about her friends trying to devise a cat pen one that breaks down so that when the weather is pretty we can go outside and sit in it and not dig out or get out, a bigger thing that breaks down and puts together easily. They want to put shelves of some special type in the room for us too, but are not yet since we’re new and because later we will be allowed to walk around the house more freely. Depends on how long it takes us to adjust weeks or months. Callie will go back out and visit the dog too Dion and misses her, just loves Dion, but we had to protest yesterday and let Mel know that Callie stayed away from me too long. Mel says eventually she will leave the door open for me, but not just yet. Callie says they have boxes from storage out going through them too, and that they look fun! Maybe we can climb through them if we go out.

Oh, I have gifts! Rosettes. Now how do I get those off the page and onto the floor of the room? Hmm. Will have to think about that one:

!!! = Thanks to The family of Junior~Petunior Poop, Cisco The Kidd Poop, Smilin' Penny Poop :º )~, Annie Dog Poop and more! for the Power of the Paw & the welcoming message !
!!! = Thanks to Lucky for the little snowman and friendship message!

!!!! = Great thanks to Bitu for the snowball fortress & piles of snowballs! = !!!!

Will have to add here later. Mel, you are so far behind on thanking my friends!:

C@T C@T C@T Special thanks to Shelby who was Dion The CatDog’s fur-iend first even though they couldn’t cross friend list from Dogster to Catster, the lovely black and white cat for being my fur-iend!!!

C@T == Thank you to Kinsey sweet angel girl the orange tabby who has gone over the Rainbow Bridge for being my fur-iend.
C@T == Thank you to Mittens the pretty gray & white cat with the beautiful page! & family member of Kinsey over the Rainbow Bridge for being my fur-iend

Missing BabyCat Calliope (Callie)

Miss BabyCat Callie already & hope she gets to come home soon, but it looks bad since she is really sick. Our diaries sometimes run a day behind so Callie left yesterday morning really & goes to the vet this morning. The lady who is helping out Mom has said the vet bill might be really high. She’s a vet tech and had contacted Mel about the cat and said that another of the cats was ill & wanted to know if Callie was okay and knew the lady’s name who gave Callie to Mom & said that she took good care of her but that they had been out in the woods awhile and that kitties can pick up illnesses and contract illnesses from all kinds of things out in the woods including nasty dirty water that they drink and fleas and ticks and from wild game that they eat. She wants to adopt Callie from Mom if the exams & tests indicate that her bills might be really high since she can also have them done for lower cost and works with a rescue that funds sick adopted cats, but she came over to look at Callie and at me and I hissed at her, but I wasn’t sick. I cat growled at her but she wasn’t a bad mean vet and didn’t have any of those terrible needles to give me any shots. Just asked about Callie and how we would be together part of the time and apart part of the time. The lady thinks that I instinctively knew to stay away from Callie part of the time. The lady drove a long way to come and see Callie and to get her because she is the vet tech for the other cat and the other cat is really, really sick and the other person signed her over to the rescue group because they have vets who work with them and who give them much lower cost and even free services. Mom said she can’t afford for me to be exposed to her if she is deathly ill either and it’s not that she doesn’t love Callie, just that she has to think about what is best for both of us. I, Thomasina the Countess of Monte Cristo am in most excellent health. Don’t know how long these cats have been in a home and out of the woods Mom said to the rescue lady. She was going to contact the other lady who fostered the kittens & ask about them, was afraid of several things because the cat was running a temperature off and on. Mom has signed a preliminary agreement to give Callie up to a private rescue group that takes in medical cases if Callie has certain diseases as well. If none of those conditions are true the vet bills and particular medical conditions then Callie will be returned here, but Mom said good-bye to Calliope just in case and the lady said she could help her obtain a low cost rescue or free rescue possibly from their group, one that was previously very ill and healed in place of Callie though she said she knew it wasn’t the same thing and that she could not guarantee a Calico. She agreed that I as a former feral cat and still a bit wild needed another cat but perhaps one that was much tamer or a previously feral cat that has now been socialized or a tame kitten from a normal background as I had responded quite well to having a friend. Poor little babycat. Hope that she is okay. Mom didn’t want to say anything until the lady called her back and she has once, but won’t know for sure until Calliope goes to the vet, well later today now.

Miss you Callie. If you don't come back here, hope you get well soon. Love to you Callie, Thomasina The Countess of Monte Cristo

Here's where Mel thanks my fur-iends for me:

C@T = Thank you Ciao Li the lovely Maine Coon cat for being my fur-iend. I’m Cat Rescue too and no one but no one picks me up either!
C@T = Thank you Jean Louise “Weezer” for being my fur-iend, family member of Ciao Li and fellow cat rescue.
C@T = Thank you to Sheba (In Loving Memory) fellow Siamese & family member of Ciao-Li for being my fur-iend.
C@T = Thank you to Katie a Siamese like me except you’re Lilac Point and I’m Chocolate Point for being my fur-iend.
C@T = Thank you to Arlo (In Loving Memory) and fellow Siamese for being my fur-iend.
C@T = Thank you to Tweaker of the lovely glittery page photo for being my new fur-iend
C@T = Thank you to Margo R.K.N. (registered kitty nurse) the lovely multi color cat that reminds me of Callie for being my fur-iend. Think that you have the most fur-iends I have seen so far on Catster!
C@T = Thank you to Stinky the beautiful deaf black cat for being my fur-iend!
C@T = Thank you to Princess the lovely Calico & family member of Stinky for being my lovely fur-iend.
C@T = Thank you to Misty the Tabby & part feral (like me) & family member of Stinky for being my new fur-iend!