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<title>Musings from the Granny kit-tahj!</title>
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<description>Catster diary for the cat Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py</description>
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<copyright>Copyright 2013 by Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py &amp; Catster</copyright>
<pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 17:38:03 PDT</pubDate>
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		<title>a birthday letter to Natalie from Mommy</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 5 May 2013 15:34:56 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Natalie,
It hardly seems that it's nearly 4 years ago we bought you home, a fiesty, endearing  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Natalie,
It hardly seems that it's nearly 4 years ago we bought you home, a fiesty, endearing little raccoon like orange cat with the strangest little face and the tiniest little paws. I remember how you crawled out into daddy's lap at the bad shelter, I remember how sad you looked when he put you back. When he said 'we'e have to get her' I was right there with him. I didn't know you'd be my 4th feline wonder, my fiesty and funny Mah cat. How I love your little face, and as I watch you walk, hear you yell, and feel your paw on my hand in the morning, I am so glad we found you.
    I know at times you don't understand why others have come, but maybe somewhere inside you do know. You inspire us, a little mystery of a cat-why do you walk the way you do? What breed are you, or are you mixed with? A strange, quickly little cat with the most expressive eyes. And of everyone, perhaps you are the cat who has really, aside from Bella, captured me. For you demand love with everything in you, with the most wonderful 'MAAAH!!!{ and a demanding smacky paw when those who love you aren't paying enough attention.
    We estimate you to be 16 or 17. We don't know...you were found walking down a street, head up, tail high, and you yelled at your Rescuer. She got you into her basement, where you remained for a year til she was able to get you into the bad shelter. But maybe not so bad-you're with us now.
   This year-the diagnosis of CKD-meaning daily azodyl, sub-q fluids, and doses of pepcid. Yet you remain our Nat, our little terror with orange fur, looking at us with dissaproval if you don't get what you want.
     I'm so happy you are here with us...thank you Natalie. We love you.

Mommmy and Daddy.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My 'alleged' birthday! Happy birthday to me!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 5 May 2013 15:20:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Today is the day my pawrents picked for my birthday, because, as we all know, those of us who are el ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today is the day my pawrents picked for my birthday, because, as we all know, those of us who are elderwise are truly ageless...

It's not the age, dear kit-tahs, tis the milage.

I'm hanging in there, doing well. I walk around, boss the other cats, hiss at everyone I can, and am, in general, Queen of All I can see, and some of what I can't. 

This year has been one of plenty of food, naps, sunshine, bratty boys, having to share with others....grrr...

It's been filled with joy....my dear friends....
It's been filled with sadness as we see kittahs go to the bridge, and we grieve, as do their folks.

It's been a year of firsts, moving here to a new place, enjoying the love I'm getting, and just getting to be me.

It's been finding out for my pawrents that I have CKD and now, for me, need some pills smeared with butter and pincy weird watter needles in my back.

It's been mommy spending more time, and me giving more smacks.

It's been a year of kisses on daddy's face, and smacks there too.

It's been a year of love and light and smiles, and the Evil Tail. It keeps following me and I have to yell and hiss at it.

And it's been a year that I have missed many of you, for mommy has been taken over by demands from work and school.

Now...today I will lay here in the remains of the afternoon sun.. I will hiss at the newcomer in my room-another story-and I will curl up in my little bed, and purr. I've had dinner, I have mommy to wait on me, I have other cats to boss...I have a daddy who loves me.

What more could I ask for?

Oh, probably alot more...but I am humble.

Wishing all those who don't have a home of their own, a home.


It's good to be me.

love and light,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws
Wallaby legs
Big Harrys Twin Forever.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>How to assure you are given your Proper Due of ATTENTION!</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 25 Apr 2013 06:31:00 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Kit-tahs,

It has come to my attention that some kit-tahs are in need of putting their pawren ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tahs,

It has come to my attention that some kit-tahs are in need of putting their pawrents, or pawrent, in their plance. Below please find guidelines I myself have found very effective for doing just this.

Remember, an obedient and well trained pawrent makes for a happy kit-tah!

1) Make sure that you have food available at all times, where you want it, when you want it. Do this by yelling at your pawrent whenever they are in earshot, or not. Yell. Alot. If you are hungry, yell. Do not go into the kitchen to do so unless they have not  needed said request. Then slouch in, and yell, hissing and growling loudly at any other cat within two feet. Sit there and look grumpy. Make sure they understand the gravity of this matter. Then, when a plate is put down for you, take a few small bites, tasting it as though it might be dog food (ugh). Then slink off and sniff at the other cats dishes, growling the whole time. 
    Stalk off to your little bed, on your big bed. Lay there and look mournful. Manage a very pathetic 'mah!' and look sadly at them for starving you. They will come running with a plate, and hold it under your little head. That is just what you want.

2) Remember that 4:30am is mealtime. Get up. Smack daddy on the head. If he doesn't repsond, smack mommy. If neither one responds, get down, scratch in the box and pee. Scratch some more. Come out, dance on the cardboard scratch post on the floor. Stalk around the room. Go to the side of the Bed where Daddy sleeps. Sit there, reach up, and smack him-preferrably on his nose or cheeck-with your little paw. On the second go round, make sure the claws are out.

If he hides his head......

Go round to the otehr side of the bed. Go up the small steps to the window. Leap over the cat in the bed by the window if there is one there, or growl loudly and bully them out of it. Sit there and look out the window. Nice view.

Now, step down onto the nightstandd next to Mommy's side of the bed. Notice that she is very close to you, because she has had to move to the side of the bed to allow you your space in the middle. She is Trained. Lean in close to her face. Is she sleeping-you must make sure your Mommy is sleeping before you do this....or your daddy....

lean in close...very close, so your face is right next to hers....it's very important you have surprise on your side.

Yell 'MAAAAAAH' into her ear.

She has been smart enough to not have a glass of water next to the bed anymore. 

When she leaps up in bed, jump into her spot. Sit there. She will bring you breakfast, or Daddy will then get up and go and do so. 

Sniff the breakfast. Eat a few bites. Come over and paw Daddy. He'll grumble and pet you. Go over to Mommy. Yell 'MAAAH' again. She'll take up the plate and hold it under your nose for you as you rest next to them in the nice cozy warmth. Just what you wanted.

Now, kit-tahs...this is lesson one. I should like you to put it into play this evening....it's very important to start training early.

Going back to bed in the sun for now...

love,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hello Kit-tahs! I'm doing well!</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 22 Apr 2013 05:57:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>...as I hope you are. I'm enjoying lovely naps and nice petting from the mom and dad. I've been more ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ ...as I hope you are. I'm enjoying lovely naps and nice petting from the mom and dad. I've been more active with the warming of Spring. I walk around and growl at everyone and smacky paw eveyrone who gets in my way!

I also have been at that strange tail that seems to follow me everywhere. Sometimes daddy covers it up so I don't have to see it at night, and that makes it better.

I'm due for more 'stuff' at the vet, but since i'm still getting B12s, little vet is holding off on anything. I don't want shots or unpleasant things-but the b12 clearly makes me feel better. I take my fluids like a good girl!

I don't like having my space invaded by all these cats, but I rule the roost, and don't let them forget it!

purrrs,
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Blizzard's guest needs purrs and maybe more</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 14 Mar 2013 13:18:59 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kittahs,
I am well. I am annoyed that there are way too many cats here. I have already writte ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kittahs,
I am well. I am annoyed that there are way too many cats here. I have already written to the Pope as that little Calvin has nibbled the end of of the wing off an angel nightlight by the bed....but somehow, I doubt Pope Francis will adopting CK, even if he is Catlick. I fear, dear Kit-tahs, that the brat with the angelic name will be going to reside in a much warmer place.
    I need a favor, Kittahs. My dear friend, Blizzard, the Catfather has a houseguest. Her name is Kitty. She needs some purrs and help. If anyone can help pay for a vet visit for Kitty, it would be welcome. We know times are hard and our Mom has just been laid off. Blizzards dad is laid off, and Kitty has had several kittens, all but one born dead. The vet her owner took her to told them that she needs to be seen to, and probably have surgery because there are more in her. Since Kitty has been there, another kitten was born very small, and dead. Kitty's stomach is fairly large.
   We are very concerned, because if there are more kittens in there that can't get out-the vet told the owners that Kitty has a small birth canal and is pretty old to be having kittens-that Kitty could get sick or die.
    Bliz's dad simply don't know. Nor do we.
    It better circumstances we could help out. However, right now that is fairly difficult.
    We know things are tight and many of us are having rough times-yet, we feel we must do something....

It's good to be back, Kit-tahs.

love,
Natalie the Natcat.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Who wants to party..er...go to the Mardi Gras ball with the Natcat?</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 11 Feb 2013 20:07:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
Ah, it's good to be me.
I loll, I complain, I get petted, I get made much of, I lo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
Ah, it's good to be me.
I loll, I complain, I get petted, I get made much of, I loll some more.

I, dear kit-tahs, are shockingly without a valentine.

However, tomorrow is Fat Tuesday.

Laissez les bons temps rouler!

So who wants to let the good times roll with me?

It has been such a dreary winter. They are harassing my poor mommy at her job, trying to get her to quit. I have thoughtfully offered to pee on their chairs but Mommy has said we shall hold off til she has her 'papers' to get out of there with her degree. Well, papers? Like under the litter box?

hmmmmm...

So I am wondering, which gentleman cat would like to accompany this Natcat to the Mardi Gras ball?

Waiting...tapping my tiny paw.....

love,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A letter to Big Harry on his Birthday</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/813113</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Jan 2013 13:59:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Harry,

   It's a lovely and warm late afternoon here. I'm curled up in my little bed, the he ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Harry,

   It's a lovely and warm late afternoon here. I'm curled up in my little bed, the heated one, the one you and your Clowder sent me. I'm feeling most well and happy today. It has, for me, been a week I feel well.
   I went to the window last night and gazed up. I could have sworn I saw you, and that was well. I miss you, Harry. I miss you.
   But you're not gone. Like my daddy says 'never say bye, say see you later'. And as I purr over Mommys shoulder and watch her scroll down on that strange thing called Face book, and see pictures of your mom with a new little person-a human kitten, who is ever so like us, except for fur. A funny little sprite, perhaps that is why your Clowder have so embraced him.
   I know your Mommy misses you. You were-and are-her Guide, her Wonder, her Harry. You-special Cat with the oldest of eyes, that reflect back the light from another time, where we, as Mau, sauntered through stone and ametheyst chambers lit with torches, and on long legs leapt up truly into the arms of Bast, and gazed down at our kingdoms.
   And now, I curl up next to Mommy and gaze into the candle that burns on our altar, today, for you, for the new beginning that lies just beyond the veil, for the breaths we draw together, for the purrs that fill the air, for a small boy who falls asleep, innocent and feline in nature, beside a huge slumbering dog.
   And I, purring, and blinking slowly, gaze off into the space between all of this....and I think....
   you, my kind one, engineered it all.
   And I hear mommy whisper to you...'Happy Birthday beloved one...ancient one from our time. Smile as only a cat can from the heart...and know, we love and honor you forever.

   love light, and see you later my twin,
    Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws
    Big Harry's Wallaby Twin Forever]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Nerve! Hmmph!</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 9 Jan 2013 10:08:43 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Mom spoke with her friend the Vet Tech/Behaviorist.

She told her friend what was going on with me ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mom spoke with her friend the Vet Tech/Behaviorist.

She told her friend what was going on with me. I have a vet appointment on Friday for Daddy to discuss appitite booster change, and I will get a B12 shot.

Mom's friend said this to her:

'The appitite booster for now can be cut even smaller-if she won't eat well, just a tiny bit will help. But when she is in one of her 'episodes' you don't need to tolerate it. In her world, she's not a 'poor little baby girl.' She's a Cat who is exhibiting dominant behavior because she can. She may be being distressed by whats happening, but this is no little wilting flower. She's a very bossy dominant cat. When she acts out, put her in her little bed. Right away. She'll figure out that her biting, scratching, smacking isn't going to be tolerated.'

CAN YOU IMAGINE THIS!!!@ THIS IS NOT FAIR!!!!

So last night when I hissed and smacked Mommy picked me up and said 'Natalie, this is not acceptable! You are going into your little bed now!'

And she picked me up by my scruff and put me right into the bed.

Hummmph.

I didn't stay there long.

I came up and tried to make her get out of the spot I wanted to be in and I started to swing.

And she said 'No Natalie, you are going into your own bed." And she picked me up and put me back again!!!!

Now, I love my little bed. But I wanted to be where I wanted to be. And I didn't like to be taken away from that spot. But mom laid down and then, after a bit, I laid down in my little bed and went to sleep for awhile. When I came out beside mom later I didn't smack her. 

Mom is concerned that I'm upset or not feeling well...she spends alot of time petting my little head, and talking to me. Her firend told her that too much petting can set off the FHS, and to watch the signals, mainly my tail which starts tormenting me by swinging back and forth as though ti's got a life of its own. Daddy calls it 'The Evil Tail' and says I believe it's attached to another cat and thats why it bothers me. OF course, Daddy, wrongfully so, says 'I ain't 'right'. 

Daddy, I will remember that.

So, what do you think of that? Imagine that friend interfering in me ruling my pawrents!

hummmph!

Interfering woman!

love,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny paws
Big Harrys Wallaby Twin]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Rollercoast of CKD</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 8 Jan 2013 08:01:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hi Kit-tahs,
I persevere in the face of all adversity.
I don't know Adversity, but I am sure he is ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hi Kit-tahs,
I persevere in the face of all adversity.
I don't know Adversity, but I am sure he is one big cat.

Yesterday evening and early this morning were rough. I threw up a little and seemed very dehydrated. When Mommy came home she gave me a Cerenia, to settle my stomach, and then, a bit later, Cypro, which is an appitite booster.
Well, as some of you may know, I am a Mad Tail Pyrate. And very early this morning, about 3 am, the appitite booster kicked in my much suspected FHS. I attacked Daddy-smacking him over and over. When he hid under the covers I 'maaahed' at him loudly, and then when that would not work, I squeaked pathetically.
This did wake him up. It got him to pet me and try to reassure me. But it would not...nothing did.
Daddy laid back down and then I attacked him, like I didn't even k now him, and bit his hand.
Daddy got up, mommy heard and got up. For some reason mommy's voice soothes me when i'm upset, though I am my daddy's girl.
Mommy told daddy she believed it was a side effect of the appitite booster. 
They have to call the vet today. My appitite without this stuff is indifferent at best.
This morning I appeared to feel somewhat better, but my body soaked up the 150 ml of fluids. Mommy isn't sure why i was so dehydrated-I didn't throw up very much.

Daddy says it feels like they are riding a roller coaster-one morning I look well, that evening not so.

This morning when they left I was napping in a patch of sun.

I let them both kiss my little head.

I know they are worried-

Harry dear, can you and your angel pals...Bud, the legendary Hazel Lucy and all of you wonderful kitties out there who have faced down all this troublesome stuff.....Violet....purr up and out for me?

love to all,
Natalie the Natcat,
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws,
Big Harry's Wallaby Twin]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>How to Make your Parents lives hell when you have CKD.</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 2 Jan 2013 09:58:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,

I battle on. The CKD, the pawrents who are insisting on sticking me with needles  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,

I battle on. The CKD, the pawrents who are insisting on sticking me with needles and filling me up like a water ballon. This morning I inflicted a nice boo boo on mommy's hand when she went to give me azodyl. Can you blame me?

So here are the things to do if you want to make your parents lives unhappy-after all, misery loves company.

1) When your pawrents go to 'give you fluids' do not let them accomplish this easily. No indeed. Yell, snarl, do your best immitation of a Mountain Lion about to face down another over territory. Snarl with your teeth exposed. Yowl! Make alot of noise so that the next door neighbor can hear you. This is espeically good if they insist on sticking you with that needle at 2am 'for extra fluids'. 

2) When Daddy is sitting with you between his knees as if he's wrassling a gator in the Florida Swamps, do a very good impression of said Gator. Open your mouth wide, showing all your teeth. Snarl. Emit several blood cuddling MAAAAHHHS and then hiss like a cobra. Let t hem know that Size Matters Not. 

3) Make sure you sneer and hiss at Mommy holding aloft your fluid bag. 'I'll get you, My Pretty!'

4) Do not, when you are in this very undignified position, allow Daddy to rub your little head with his hand to comfort you. Yowl louder. Hiss like said Cobra again. 


5) When it's over, look small and patethtic . Sit with your back to said pawrents and make them feel VERY SORRY FOR YOU!

6) Scream and emit loud growls every time another fur sib comes within 3 feet of you. This will enable you to get them kicked out of the room so you can have it to yourself.

7) Refuse to eat. Make sure Mommy runs back and forth with at least 4 different plates of food and holds it up for you to nibble at while you sit in the comfort of your little heated bed.

8) Wake Mommy promtly at 4:30am. Yowl. Say 'Baaah!' in a sad little voice that makes mommy say 'oh, Natalie, let me get you something, sweetie!' When she goes to get it, take her space in the bed.

9) When she returns, let her hold the plate for you when you eat. Eat grudgingly. Do not leave her spot. When you are done, remain where you are. Resist any effort at being moved, forcing her, in her guilt ridden state, to retreat to the other room to curl on the loveseat with the 6 feline tormentors out there. Laugh quietly to yourself as you picture her in the flight path of three male adoescent stooges as they leap and tumble over her.

10) When daddy wakes up and reaches over to pet you, give him a firm and meaningful Smacky Paw in the Face. Payback for the Alligator rassling, Daddy dear! Look small and sad when he starts to scold you. 

11) When you go to the box, make sure daddy is nearby. Leave the smellyest and most nose jarring poop you can. 

12) Stalk back to the bed. Squeak pathetically at Mommy who will run to get you a crunchy treat. Enjoy it as she pets your little head.

13) Refuse to look at them when they kiss you and say 'See you later, Natalie, Mommy and Daddy have to go to work now." Turn your head and look out the window. This will make them think of you all day long.

Now, and only now, can you get a good morning and afternoon of peace and quiet in the nice, warm room.

Keep up the purring, Kit-tahs, though, would you?

love to all,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws
Big Harry's Twin Furever]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Home again, home again...jiggity jig!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 30 Dec 2012 13:15:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Oh, I am home! It is so good to be home, in my little bed, on my big bed. I was not happy to see the ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oh, I am home! It is so good to be home, in my little bed, on my big bed. I was not happy to see the others, you would have thought Mommy and Daddy would have taken the hint and disposed of them, or at least gotten another apartment for them to live in.

You should know that I am happy to be here-Mommy could have left me there another day, but I am so glad she didn't. I wanted to come home-whoever said that you can't sleep well in a hospital wasn't kidding.

The doctor had hoped my levels would have gone down more. They did drop...but not as well as she would have hoped. This did entail mommy asking her what else could be done. Azodyl 2x a day, fluids, 100ml to 150ml once a day, and a special kidney diet if i will eat it. Dr. Kramer...her name is Nana- how neat is that, has ordered it for me to see if I will.

Mommy is still worried. She thinks that I am a candidate, I suppose for a remake of Bette Davis in "I'll Cry Tomorrow'. I, however, seemed more anxious to prove what a singer I was. The receptionist remarked to daddy, with an edge of what sounded like sarcasm 'She certainly meows very loudly-if we wanted everyone to know we took cats here, they know now." Daddy remarked tht wasn't a bad thing.

So I apparently sing quite well. Another accomplishment. 

I met IV. In me the whole week....

oh wait, how does that sound? And Catster is a family friendly site.

But I do feel some better. I have a little boo boo on my front leg though now.

Mommy wants to know if there are any other kitties out there with CKD doing other things to stay well...

Would you let us know?

Thank you, Kit-tahs, for the purrs. They are much appreciated.

And please, keep them coming. I haven't yet finished my bucket list.

love,
Natalie the Natcat,
Tinyface, Tiny Paws
Big Harry's twin forever!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Update for Friday-Natalie remains hospitalized.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/810348</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 28 Dec 2012 17:24:40 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/810348</guid>
		<description>Natalies mom here:
Forgive me for hijacking her diary. Here is the update.

Natalie will be in th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Natalies mom here:
Forgive me for hijacking her diary. Here is the update.

Natalie will be in the hospital tonight. She has her IV. She is eating fairly well as per report. She also peed quite a bit and pooped. She is crying for attention and watching everything going on with interest. She is up in weight a tiny bit.

They will do another blood work up late tomorrow afternoon. Depending on what it shows she could be released probably Sunday.

Would everyone continue to purr?

thank you,
A worried but relieved she's responding,
Mom and Dad and the rest of the clowder (who are really enjoying the bed.)]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Going to vet to get put on IV this morning</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/810214</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 27 Dec 2012 08:33:34 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/810214</guid>
		<description>Daddy spoke to the Vets this morning. My 'numbers' aren't good, and this is why vet wants me put on  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Daddy spoke to the Vets this morning. My 'numbers' aren't good, and this is why vet wants me put on IV. She said that my 'numbers' fall so far out of range that it is not good for me.
So mommy told Daddy to pack up my little blue blankie, and bring some Fancy Feast for me.
I don't know what they are talking about-numbers. I mean, I am a good girl. Thats why my numbers are off. And now I have to be on IV for 2 days and I don't even know IV!!!!

Mom asks for purrs for me.

On a slightly humorous note....

this morning daddy tried to give me subq fluids. I decided I did not want them and was hissing, growling and yowling...I even went to bite daddy!!!!

Mommy said all Daddy's Seminole side came out. He wrapped me in a thick towel and sat on top of me and put me between his knees. I yowled and hollared but he held onto me and gave me that silly needle in my back. Then he petted me when the subq fluids were on and mommy had to stand up and hold the subq plastic thingy over her head like the statue of liberty to make it go faster, and Mommy said to Daddy 'you look like you are rassling a gator' and he said 'and you look like the Statute of Liberty.'

I got my fluids.

UPDATE: 11:00 am. Natalie was admitted to the hospital. She will get an IV drip this morning and she will be reassessed tomorrow morning. Dr. Kramer said that she would also recieve some vitamins via IV to help her body.

Dr. Kramer said that Natalie is fiesty and cranky, grooming and yowling for attention and food is all good. 

We hated to have her admitted-she was comfortable in her little bed, but if this will help her, then we feel it's for her own good, even if we don't like it. 

Please continue to purr for our Natcat.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Kidney functions need help.....Natalie may need to be hospitalized.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/810176</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 26 Dec 2012 19:59:46 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/810176</guid>
		<description>Dear all,
Daddy got the call that my kidneys' are the trouble. I have low kidney function and the n ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear all,
Daddy got the call that my kidneys' are the trouble. I have low kidney function and the nice vet who examined me says she recommends 48 yours on an IV.
IV? Who is he?
Well, anyway, he apparently is waiting for me.
Mommy wants to know if it will help me...but her vet tech friend has said it will.
Daddy is worried, and so is mommy.
I am not eating as much as I have in the past, and this is worrying them.
They will know more tomorrow, they got the message from the vet, but they were gone when the pawrents called back.

I hope I don't have to go anywhere, I don't care a fig about IV-whoever he is.

love, 
Natalie the Natcat

But could you spare me some purrs? My pawerents are worried.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Why are you sticking needles in my back, Daddy? oh, hey, that isn't too bad.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/810086</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 26 Dec 2012 09:29:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/810086</guid>
		<description>Well,
Kit-tahs, getting to be Elderwise is not for the faint-hearted.
I had to go to the vet. I ha ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well,
Kit-tahs, getting to be Elderwise is not for the faint-hearted.
I had to go to the vet. I have lost weight. I am no longer 'fat' and Mommy and Daddy are worried.
You can't please these people.
So now, they took more blood. The nice Doctor Kramer rolled me onto my back and prodded my belly.
I yowled when she rubbed my kidney's.
She took urine and blood.
The tests should be in today.

I now am getting 100 ml a day of subq fluids. I am right up there in good company with other elders getting fluid therapy. It does make me feel better.

My appitite is off. I am eating, but have become fussier about it. Mommy wants to find out about B12 shots for me and if the appitite stimulant Bella used would work for me.

Would all you wonderful furs keep me in your purrs?

My pawrents are worried and doting on me as they should be.

love,
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Purrs needed-vet visit tomorrow</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/809599</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 22 Dec 2012 15:51:38 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/809599</guid>
		<description>Hello, Kit-tahs,
I am not amused.
I am, in short, in need of something to help me 'go'. Mommy and  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello, Kit-tahs,
I am not amused.
I am, in short, in need of something to help me 'go'. Mommy and Daddy made me drink something awful, it was yucky. 
Tomorrow I have a visit to the vet. I'm 'stuck' in a place I should not be. However, life was not so bad today that I could not have some chicken. I do love chicken!
Mommy is concerned, I have lost some weight, and she isn't sure why. So I am being carted unceremoniously tomorrow to see the vet. 

I've been trying to tell Daddy I haven't been well, tapping him and smacking him, but he doesn't seem to understand.

I guess he figured the vet will know.

sigh,
Purrs, please, my friends?
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Adopt a Senior Cat-and be Thankful!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/805282</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 16 Nov 2012 07:51:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/805282</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs!
And hello the House to their folks!

Have you all missed me?
I am enjoying my ne ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs!
And hello the House to their folks!

Have you all missed me?
I am enjoying my new digs. I am also loving my heated bed, a gift from our friends, the Cajuns-er, Kaisan Kats and Zack, their dog that came last year for me. Sometimes CK steals it, but I always protest and get it back.

So my furs, I want to address with you the issue of Thanks giving. This is what I am thankful for:

That I am in a home.

Two years earlier this was not the case. No one will ever know my story, but I was found some time before that, wandering the streets of Queens, a cold, small and elderwise cat. I had not been spayed, and obviously not cared for well. Mommy to this day believes I belonged to an elderly person who simply didn't have the funds or energy to care for me. I had build up in my ears that was so severe that it had turned to a resin like substances and when the vet pulled it out, fell onto the metal table with a 'clink'. 

When I was adopted, shortly after I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I had chemo and I am thankful to say that so far, I am well and fiesty. 

Now we are living in a more roomy apartment. I walk around and do funny things that make Mommy laugh. I have climbed the cat tree. I have found a hidy spot where I can hiss and smack at the others. I walk like a hybrid cat/raccoon, somtething the vet I saw felt was due to possible old injury or arthritis. I am otherwise well, and my old, fiesty and talking, demanding self.

Now, one might wonder if my unique story would deter pawrents from adopting an Elderwise cat. I say 'nay', or rather 'naaah!!!' as only a  Wallaby Cat can. I tell them this: you will never have the wonder, the comfort and feeling of 'yes, I did a good thing' any other way. For we, the Elderwise, are Elders of the Tribe of the Small Tigers, cats who have come in from the cold, some of us wating with hopeful eyes on then next person to pass by our cage...some in foster homes...some heartbeats away from a cold table where we could end our days, some on the streets..

and do we love our new families with the vigor a kitten would, or a youngster? Well, I say this to you, absolutly, and then some. For we know gratitude as we sit in our carrier in a new home, gentle hands reaching to let us sniff, to pet us, scrtich us under a chin, and finally, to say 'yes, welcome home'. 

And yes, we play...we frisk. We chase mousies and cat dancers up cat trees or we sit with patient, rumbling purrs beside you, or snuggle with you under covers in chill weather, dozing with graceful abandon with our head on your knee. 

Do not fear, dear purrson, that we are nearer to the Bridge, for life is never measured, for us, or for you in the breaths we take as in the moments that take our breath away...and in such moments, the quiet afternoon nap with you, snuggling as you read, ah, what bliss is this, then? For such moments are boundless, endless. And still many of us channel the ethernal kitten, while at the same time turning to glare at that young impudent kit that dares to tease 'Show some respect youngster!'. 

And as you reach your hand out to pet, to wonder, to press the keys on a computer or smaller device and glance at an older animal that needs a new home...do not hesitate. For life, my dear purrson, is a gift we give..in so many ways. And with that gift, a gift is given in return, as you save the life of one animal on the other side of the cage, the screen, the other side of the street-and in the process, perhaps, save a piece of your own wonder as from behind a cloud comes the most brilliant and warm sun, yet bright in the midst of winter, to warm and nourish your soul-which whispers softly, with rumbling purr...welcome home. 

Natalie the Natcat,
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws,
Wallaby Legs
Big Harry's Twin forever.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What? What is this place? This is all so new and interesting!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/799722</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 2 Oct 2012 20:24:45 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/799722</guid>
		<description>Kit-tahs,

We are moved.
Yours truly is enjoying it. Well, it's strange, but I can now walk the l ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Kit-tahs,

We are moved.
Yours truly is enjoying it. Well, it's strange, but I can now walk the length of my palace hall and command those unseemly furs away from me.

The RB....well, the RB appears to have learned civility. Appears being the key word.

Daddy is 'off work' which means he is mine to command! heheheh!!!!

I do still attack my tail and growl at it upon occasion. Daddy says to mommy 'FHS? She's just plumb crazy. Thats what it is. Plumb crazy!'

I have missed you all. As soon as mommy can, she'll spend more time here. She's been being harassed at work, and has been constantly exhausted. I know she misses Bella. I do my best to comfort her and make my small self as adorable as possible. 

I enjoyed the cat tree yesterday....I was on the first tier...but still....

I've taken over.

love,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws
Wallaby Legs
Big Harry's twin forever.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>things aren't going so well with the behaviorist stuff! hehehe!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/798842</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 27 Sep 2012 06:25:56 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/798842</guid>
		<description>It's lovely to have your pawrents wrapped around your little paw.
This morning I was doing the most ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ It's lovely to have your pawrents wrapped around your little paw.
This morning I was doing the most wonderful thing...I was poking daddy in the mouth with my little paw. Then, just when he went back to sleep...I leaned in very close and said 
"MAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!'
Daddy was startled, and sat up and said 'Natalie!...are you hungry?"
he went and got me...and that other cat in My Room something to eat.
I ate. he went back to sleep (oh, I am being fed on the bed...the floor was too cold on my little paws) and I poked him again.
   I've been cute and cantankerous. I've been made much of...as it should be.
   I would suppose I'm a Cat Behvorist's nemisis!

hehehe....

purring and enjoying the attention...

But we've moving? What is that about? Daddy....why am I going in my carrier? Where is my bed going?
Where are we going?

uh oh,
Natalie the Natcat.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>That'll Show 'Em!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/797897</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 20 Sep 2012 04:06:01 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/797897</guid>
		<description>Do the Pawrents think they are getting off easy?
No! Take away my pillow? Put a Foster in here?
IN ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Do the Pawrents think they are getting off easy?
No! Take away my pillow? Put a Foster in here?
IN MY ROOM????
Think I should feel sorry for you because Bella went to the Bridge?

Sorry, that does not cut the catnip in my book.

Never, ever get mad.
Get even.

I was crying this morning. I was cold in here. Mommy had not yet plugged in my little bed. She has now.

You see, she heard me making a funny noise on the floor...

and she looked, and I was standing with my tail quivering....tiny little shakes...

AND I WAS SPRAYING!!!! I SPRAYED HER BOOKBAG!!!!

Mommy got up and said to Daddy....

'LOOK! Look at Natalie!!!'


And then she went over and said 'No! No Natalie!!! That is not nice!!! That is not Ladylike!!! Only not neutered boy cats do that!!!"

Well guess what? I just did.

Mommy picked me up, put me back on My Bed.

She gave me a little spank. I hissed at her and she said 'No Natalie!!!;

Daddy said Dryly....'I guess the feliway thing isn't working too well."

the little Foster is  no where in sight. But I smell her.

urgh.

How irritating!

Sleeping in my little heated bed now.

hehehehe
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Behaviorist? Kiss My orange Tail!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/797555</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 18 Sep 2012 13:48:14 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/797555</guid>
		<description>Mommy was given the name of a cat behaviorist who works with cats who have 'issues'. Now she told th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy was given the name of a cat behaviorist who works with cats who have 'issues'. Now she told the lady about me, and sent her a small video of me growling at my tail.

The lady did tell her that I did have the symptoms of FHS, and that she thought I should be treated by a vet w ho was familar with this...which is not so easy to do, but she suggested 2 vets in NY.

She did say this, however:

1) She feels mommy and daddy 'spoil' me. I have become the Princess, and being allowed to sleep between them, on a pillow, has given me a Supiority Complex. I have, in fact, become a feline Napoleon. 

2) I have decided the Bed is Mine, and I can sleep on it wherever I want and if I want them to move-I will do anything to get them to do this-just as I would another cat. I have become Tyrant of the Bed.

3) I am 'scolded' and then they feel sorry for me, and go back to petting my little head, holding me, kissing me. Which is as it s hould be. 

Behaviorist told Mommy this:

1 No more me sleeping on pillow between them. No more pillow on the bed at all. I can have a little blankie, but I can't sleep 'elevated' because it gives me a feeling of being 'top cat'. (their point is what, exactly?)

2. Behaviorist told Mommy and Daddy that they felt excessively sorry for be because of my fighting the Big C, but that I was now past that, and I had to be treated as a member of the Clowder, and not allowed to believe I could do whatever I wanted to and fussed over if I looked sad and made little squeaky meows if Daddy said 'Natalie!!!!!' in an angry way after I tapped him with my little paw so that Mommy would say 'Don't talk like that to her!!!' and snatch me up and pet my little head and rub my chin. 
No....if I behave badly and claw at Daddy or Mommy I am to be put to the foot of the bed, and if I persist, I am to be put off the bed altogether!!!! (THE NERVE!!!!)

3) She told Mommy and Daddy that I should be fed on the floor, not the bed. She said that the bed has become too much my territory and I was defending it from all commers. She told Mommy that despite my small size, I was a fearsome little creature.

Now, aside from this, she did tell Mommy that I walk funny, and she believes I might possibly have had an old injury at some time....but thats just a guess, and that some stuff for arthritis would not be a bad thing. 

I would like to meet this behavorist to show them, yes, this is what a 'NatCat' is.

Natalie the Natcat
Mad Tail Pyrate]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm here.......fiesty, Elderwise, and would like to be a Pirate...how does one join?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/797463</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 17 Sep 2012 19:27:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/797463</guid>
		<description>A NatCat Pirate? Wouldn't Big Harry be Proud?

I'm doing alright Kit-tahs. That is to say, I'm eat ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ A NatCat Pirate? Wouldn't Big Harry be Proud?

I'm doing alright Kit-tahs. That is to say, I'm eating, drinking, my bodily functions are normal.

What is not pleasant is the Intruder in My Room.

There is a F cat in here. A FOSTER.

It's Grey. And White.

This said feline has a sad story. She was abandoned at the vet mom uses...or did.

The vet asked her staff...they all have multi cat households...if anyone wanted the cat.

Then when they couldn't she bought the cat to a high kill shelter.

But remember  Ruffy saying 'Trust that Miracles Occur?"

Well, Moms friend who works for a small rescue has a future daughter in law who works at this clinic. She called her future mother in law sobbing.
Future mother in law has 20 cats in need of homes..her own and those awaiting homes...she called Mommy but by then said cat was taken to the shelter where the lifespan for an adult cat is less than a week most of time. Mommy got the call, called daddy...they told rescue lady 'PULL HER!'

It took a week.

But she came. She is here. Daddy went and got her. 

They said she's 2-Mommy thinks she more like 4-6. She is declawed. She is a talky little big cat. She has the 'shelter sniffles' but seems a bit better today.

She is loose in here. Mom hates that she had to cage her for a few days.

I'm not happy...I've been at my tail but am not on that medicine. Mommy and Daddy are dealing with it til they find another vet.

So....

Her name is Smokie Blue.

They are working to find her a good home....

I will tell the tale this week of mommy consulting a 'behaviorist' about me. 

Behaviorist you say?

My thoughts exactly!

Thinking of all of you with many happy and wonderous purrs...

love,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws
Wallaby Legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Off the loony toony stuff, constipated tonight..but Mommy is going to find another vet.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/796103</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 6 Sep 2012 22:18:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/796103</guid>
		<description>Hi Kit-tahs,
I'm in a bad mood tonight because I am constipated. Mommy just gave me something in my ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hi Kit-tahs,
I'm in a bad mood tonight because I am constipated. Mommy just gave me something in my food, but I have been feeling a bit bound up. Sigh.

Mommy took me off the crazy medicine. I attacked Daddys face a few nights ago, and I was angry and upset and it just was THE END for mommy.

Mommy is very upset with Big Vet, and there is a good good chance we'll be changing vets. And that is fine by me.

Mom is very angry.

You see, Big Vet had a cat abandoned at her office. 
She took it the the high kill shelter.

For mom-that was the worst thing that could have happened.

And now Mom says we will be searching for a vet who see's cats as more than a business.

and I'm all for that.

Purrs for this kitty. Mom's rescue is putting a 'pull' on him but there is so much red tape and moms so afraid he'll get sick before he comes here.

I will share my room. I feel it's the right thing to do, you know.

So glad to be off the looney medince...

Purring for that kitty...whos name...is Smokie.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Asking the Vet to change the meds....</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/795641</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 3 Sep 2012 05:59:14 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>The past 2 nights and days haven't been good. We think the Prozac isn't good for Natalie. We went ba ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ The past 2 nights and days haven't been good. We think the Prozac isn't good for Natalie. We went back to the vet yesterday....Sunday vet...she suggested we talk with Natalies doc who returns from vacation this week. I already emailed her about it.

Natalie gets agitated at night. Now shes not attacking her tail, but us. During the day she sleeps. We have been giving her the meds during the evening.

If anything, this is worse and we hate it. We are going to ask for her to be switched to gabapentin.

my poor Natcat


From Mommy]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Day one: prozac</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/794402</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 24 Aug 2012 05:54:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/794402</guid>
		<description>Natalie got her first dose of prozac. She didn't like it-quarter of a pill. But awhile later she cur ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Natalie got her first dose of prozac. She didn't like it-quarter of a pill. But awhile later she curled up and went to sleep.
She slept most of the day, waking now and again to have a bite to eat-we always leave food for her to have. 
We noticed she watched her tail, but did not attack it. She actually let me rub her belly, something she doesn't usually allow. All the sleeping is more than usual, though.
But at least she wasn't at her tail. 

I wish we didn't have to give this to her..she was actually playing this morning, and appears to feel well. The medication makes her very sleepy, i think.

but we have to give it a chance to even out.


Natalies mom: Deb]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Cornell Feline helpline...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/794264</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 23 Aug 2012 06:18:51 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/794264</guid>
		<description>Cornell Vet School has a hotlne. They were nice! They waived the fee for us, as mommy works doing re ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Cornell Vet School has a hotlne. They were nice! They waived the fee for us, as mommy works doing rescue!

Mommy told the nice doctor in training about me. She sent my picture. This is what the nice doctor in training said:

1) Natalie looks like she is part Abby. They can sometimes be more prone to FHS. 

2) Suggested to try the prozac, and if that did not have the desired effect, to try the Gaba. Both have been used, and both have been effective.

3) Said that its not from us keeping her in one room, most likely-in his words: 'she has windows to look out of, a scratch post, and you guys in the room to entertain her at least when you're home-did suggest getting cat stairs to the window.  Doe NOT think it's from the other cats: she originally had other cats in the room with her...does not think it would be a bad idea for Rufffy to be in her with her on occasion....'its not bothered her in the past'. 

4) There is still discussion in the Vet community as to whether FHS is a neurological condition, a stress contition, or a psychiatric condition. 

5) Said that her posture could indicate that she has either arthritis, had an old injury, or this might just be the way she walks, but there might at some point have been an injury that could have caused some damage...since he did not examine her, he could not say for sure. that she has not reacted before this to that would indicate that perhaps thats not the case. (?)

He suggested:

Medicaiton-he said prozac has been shown effective in some patients, as has 'Gaba'. He said try the prozac, then, if this doesn't have desired effect, or side effects (he said side effects would mainly be her being over tired for the first few days) then try the gaba....

Cat interative toys: Anything that draws her attention away from her obsessive behavior is good....we got her the ball in the wheel with the scratching post in the middle. She will play if I play with her. I'm trying to think of other things, does anyone have any ideas?

Cat steps to the window so she can see out if she wants. She has and can jump up to the window on her own, just doesn't much.

Walks or rides in the car! He said that anything that gets her attention out of herself is good....

Cosaquin-in case of arthritis.

If we could find and afford it-accupuncture has been shown to be very helpful.

He said we are good cat mom and dad...that sadly, some people even Euthanize their cat when this starts because they can't deal with it. I told him I thought that was awful...and he said that alot of people don't have patience to cope with too many things.... :(

We are picking up her meds today. Her vet called me back last night, said she would change prescription to Gabapentin if we wanted, but suggested giving this a try, being the prescription is already in.

Will keep everyone posted,

Natalies mom Deb]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Finally!!! Mommy and Daddy are getting medicine for me!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/794130</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 22 Aug 2012 05:47:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/794130</guid>
		<description>Daddy had it. he called vet 4 times yesterday. He is a Southern Gentleman, and never yells, but told ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Daddy had it. he called vet 4 times yesterday. He is a Southern Gentleman, and never yells, but told receptionist that it was urgent he speak with Big Vet. He told her that  neither he nor Mommy were getting any rest, and that he was worried about me, as my tail attacks were becoming more violent and vocal.

FINALLY!!!! Big Vet called him back. She apologized and stated she had one emergency right after the other this past week, and her associate was on vacation. Daddy told her what was going on.

She agreed to try me on medication. She agreed that it does sound like FHS. 

Mommy told Daddy about the Gamapentin, but he couldn't remember the name. Mommy write Big Vet an email, and sent along Chiquita's pmail to us about it.

Last night was trying. Mommy said that she is worried because it is like a little kid with night terrors, I wake her up and am restless and pawing at her and Daddy.

I was given some tramadol, but Mommy thinks it dopes me up and she really doesn't like that. Her friend suggested putting me on cosaquin as well, in case I do have arthritis anywhere, as I sometimes do walk funny. Her friend said that I look part 'Abby' and 'Abbies are prone to FHS. She also said that it's not impossible I had something happen before I was found.

In any case, Daddy has to go and pick up something for me....and then he and Mommy are hoping to sleep...

I sleep during the day...but nights are scary....

hoping this helps...
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mom's had it-she is going to call another vet tomorrow for me.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/793964</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 20 Aug 2012 20:03:41 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/793964</guid>
		<description>she KNOWS I have FHS. 
Tonight she put my harness on me, trying to get me used to it, so I coudl go ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ she KNOWS I have FHS. 
Tonight she put my harness on me, trying to get me used to it, so I coudl go out...I've worn it before, she was also brushing me softly...well, I guess it hit a 'spot' and all of a sudden I was hizzing and growling and at my tail and grooming....and her camera died before she could film it.

she's frustratd...big Vet has not returned her calls...nor Daddies..and Mom is angry, says she can't be running back there every week because they don't seem to understand what's going on!!!

Mom got really upset tonight. Every time she'd try and get the wicked harness off me I would go to attack her. Finally, she just managed to get behind me and release the clasp. 

Now I'm having a nap...after an hour of hissing, growling, spitting, howling at her, and being upset....


Mommy is so upset.

She is also upset because the cat she tried to rescue from the kill shelter went to the Bridge as a result of 'old age' and a 'cold'. 

Mom has been having a tough time of it...

not to mention me having a tough time...

that tail is dangerous!

Where did it come from?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>increase in tail attacks...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/793294</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 16 Aug 2012 07:38:11 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Mommy and Daddy are tired.
I wake them at 4 am. I walk around, my tail goes wild...I see it, I grow ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy and Daddy are tired.
I wake them at 4 am. I walk around, my tail goes wild...I see it, I growl and hiss, I nab it. Somtimes I start to bite it, sometimes I lick it.

Mommy told Daddy he has to call Big Vet.

Ddaddy does NOT think it's my anal gland. He does not think I need tramadoyl. He thinks I n eed stuff for whatever is causing this...

Daddy and Mommy wake up, soothe me, sometimes I am anxious and pace around...and sometimes I just am crankly. othertimes I'm needy.

What does seem to help is when I get to lay down in their space when they get up and they put the comforter for me to lay on, or even cover me up.

I'm better during the day. It starts mainly at night...stops at 6 or 7 and then in the late afternoon.

Daddy said he's going to try and geti t on his cell phone, or mommy on her camera to show the vet.

I just know that Tail is an Alien.

I must guard against it.

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Big Vet gets her hands on me again...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/792846</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 12 Aug 2012 18:36:17 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Mommy thought for sure I was surgery bound. I am still attacking my tail.

But.....

As per Big  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy thought for sure I was surgery bound. I am still attacking my tail.

But.....

As per Big Vet, who talked about her vegatable garden and goats while I languished in my carrier on the table, making squeaky meow sounds that tore Daddy and Mommy up.

And...

I am doing well!

Mommy thought I would have to have surgery. But I got a shot of Conevia..that antibiotic stuff...and that was it. I have to stay on the painkiller and the other junk....the flagyl. Big Vet explained to Mommy what for...my Mommy didn't really understand it. The antibiotic shot was a 'just in case' shot. And Big vet says I'm looking and doing well.

So! They have to let her know if my tail attacking continues...because it may not be my anal glands at all in that case.

Mommy doesn't know why I'm doing it...but is very concerned. Still, things are looking up gland wise!

purrs,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>jWelcome my Goddesskit, Zeus, Big Harry's legancy of love.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/791861</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 4 Aug 2012 11:32:36 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/791861</guid>
		<description>Dear Kit-tahs,
I would be deeply honored if you would say hello to My Goddesschild kit Zeus, who is ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tahs,
I would be deeply honored if you would say hello to My Goddesschild kit Zeus, who is Big Harry's little brother, and his legacy of love. There are angels responsible for this miracle, and magick is afoot! 

Zeus was rescued from a shelter. Take a look at him. He's very handsome and walked right into the hearts of his pawrents and fur sibs. I have a feeling that Big Harry had a paw in this.

As I gaze at his picture...I know I am looking at another Soul kitty. And I thank the Angel kitties here for making Magick.

And I thank Harry for all his wonderful love and light....for I have a feeling this was Divine Providence.

so welcome Zeus! We love you!

http://www.catster.com/cats/1261603

love always,
Your Goddessmother Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs,
Big Harry's Wallaby twin forever.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Advice, feeling a little better, and mom is frustrated.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/791087</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 31 Jul 2012 08:09:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/791087</guid>
		<description>Well, I was attacking my tail and behaving last night in an odd manner.
   Mom called her vet tech  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, I was attacking my tail and behaving last night in an odd manner.
   Mom called her vet tech friend in NC. Mom poured out the story to her. 
   Vet tech told mom to give me the pain med. She said she thought my displaced aggression toward my tail is the result of my butt and anal glands being messed with for 2 weeks now, and that my butt is probably way way sore. She said that the pain med isn't pleasant, but I will drool because it's based in almond oil, but though it tastes bad it won't harm me.
   She said that mom and dad need to speak with the vet before giving me the flagyl, but she thinks it was presribed in case I have an infection in my anal area, though why that is beyond her.
   She said that the pain med would make me feel better. 
   So...Mom snuck up on me when I was on the windowsill, hissing and growling at my tail Mom said it was freaky because when she came over I looked up all nice and happy and said 'Maaah?" in a very pleasant way....like 'oh, excuse me, I can go back to attacking my tail in a moment, did you want something?'
    So mommy gave me the medicine and Jimminey Cricket! I leapt up in the air, over the big box, leapt down off the box, ran around the bed, ran under the bed, and then leapt on the bed, drooling. Then I sat and foamed at the mouth and guiltily sat there on my pillow,  head bowed, looking sad. 
   This is a skill, kit-tahs, as we know. However, mommy didn't feel too badly, because of the way i had become so very active so fast. She actually laughed! She was amused that I could leap and move so fast when needed!!! Imagine that! The nerve of her!
    So then she petted me and made much of me, but I let her know she was persona non grata. I huddled on myself and closed by eyes and slept.
    Mommy went back to her work. An hour later, I woke up...and I appeared to feel so much better! I got down off the bed, went to my scratching post, scratched on it...went in the box and peed, came out, and went and stretched up and scratched the old wicker hamper. I was sitting down gingerl, so mom thinks my poor butt was probably very sore.
   I had been given some baby food, I ate some, but vet tech told mom to give me fancy feast-since constipation wasn't found, she suggested giving me food I knew and enjoyed. She did and I ate! Oh it was lovely, instead of the 'healthy stuff'. 
    Mom had tried to call the vets office, and again, got put on endless hold. She called Daddy and told him. Daddy is going to call them today...
   If mommy didn't like Big Vet so much, they would probably change. But they are considering doing something....

But I see Daddy this morning with the medicine...I am going to try and escape!

later!
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>No answers, no anal gland blockage, no know by Vet-Am I crazy? or is it IBD?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/790929</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 29 Jul 2012 19:49:07 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>today:

    Sunday Vet who I had  never met before but who was kind and gentle did the following: ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ today:

    Sunday Vet who I had  never met before but who was kind and gentle did the following:


Examined me. Said my belly was tender and sore. (stomachache and IBD are distinct possiblities).

She told Mommy and Daddy she recommended an abdominal xray to find out what was going on.

She told Mommy and Daddy she would sedate me so as not to stress me, and she wanted to xpress anal gland and see what was going on.

Well, bottom line, my anal glands were not filled up. She said they might still be tender. (no kidding? You have someone stick something up where the sun don't shine and see how you feel!)

X ray did show that I might have IBD. She gave mommy some pain meds which I hate, and some flagyl, because thats the treatment for IBD and she said my tummy was definately sore. Mommy is just so not sure about doing either med, but doesn't want me to be in pain. And my moods at night have been very werid.

Dadday said to mommy 'The vets don't know what the h...ll is wrong. They know there is something wrong back around the tail We know that it's between the ears!'   (DADDY!!! HOW COULD YOU SAY SUCH A THING!!!!)

Tonight I am resting, talking, but have been at my tail, growling and hissing at it.

Mommy and Daddy don't know what the next move will be. I have a follow up appointment in a week.

Tonight I have just had some baby food to eat, as Mommy thought it was the most mild thing she could give me. PS...she was supposed to wait til 10. That didn't happen. An hour after I was home, she fed me a bit...I was starving.

If anyone has any suggestions, Mommy says she's all ears.

Having my beauty sleep....

love,
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>the bad news....back to the vet today...and the good news: I am 'Goddessmother to Zeus, a new Kitty here!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/790817</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 29 Jul 2012 05:21:51 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/790817</guid>
		<description>Well, Kit-tahs,
First, the bad news. I was very not myself last night. I have attacked Daddy a few  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Kit-tahs,
First, the bad news. I was very not myself last night. I have attacked Daddy a few times this morning, making angry/pain sounds. I am not myself...this is for sure.
It looks as though I will have to have anal gland surgery scheduled. Sigh.
Mommy and Daddy and I had been hoping to avoid this.
I am sure it won't be today, but I am getting bought over there. I don't want to go but I'm hissing if mommy even touches near my back. 
There is nothing for it but to get it over with.

the good news...well, there is good news..I am the new Goddessmother of Big Harry's heavensent new little brother, Zeus. I don't even k now if he has a profile here, yet. But he's remarkably like Harry....and he's simply precious. He was rescued by Big Harry's mommy and Daddy, and Big Harry's human grandmother rescued a bobtailed kitty, too.

And I know that angels were at work here...word around Catster is that Angel Buddie was zipping around,  making magick. We know thats what he does, becuase after all, he's an amazing fellow, and comes from a long line of magickal cats.

So, kit-tahs, I would ask for purrs. Mommy and Daddy are worried, I am usually fiesty, but not like this...and I have always loved my daddy. I was standing over him, smacking and yelling, and making growling noises. Mommy woke up and said that I have to be seen today....and so I guess I must.

Keep me in your purrs..

Harry...I could sure do with some heaven sent healing about now...

love to all,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs
Big Harry's Wallaby twin forever]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Daddy's Girl and I love Milk.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/790271</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 25 Jul 2012 07:35:40 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/790271</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
Thank you for all your well wishes and purrs. I am feeling much better. I had a lov ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
Thank you for all your well wishes and purrs. I am feeling much better. I had a lovely meal yesterday and rested. When Mommy got home she had some sponge cake and milk. I went over and put my little paws on her leg and stared at her. She gave me some of the cake...daddy had given it to me the day before I had to go to that Bad Vet place, and I loved it, so Mommy gave me a little as well. Mommy told me that I was a good girl, and then I stared at her and said 'Maaaah!!! Mahhhhh!!!!' loudly and put my paws on her lap. I pulled her cup to me with my little paw, curling it around her wrist, and stuck my head right in it and drank some milk! Mommy was like 'Natalie, did you want some milk?" Well, gee, Mom, what do you think?
   Then I lay down beside her on the bed when she read and then she put out the light for us to go to sleep! But when Daddy came in I woke up and kept meowing to him, then curled right up against him in the circle of his arm, because after all, I am daddy's girl!

   I am feeling better....but still after that very strange and dangerous thing they tell me is my tail.

purrs,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby Legs
Big Harry's Wallaby Twin forever.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Home and resting...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/790067</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 23 Jul 2012 18:55:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/790067</guid>
		<description>Kit-tahs,
I am home. It was awful. It's over.
I'm going to forget it all and have a meal and a bea ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Kit-tahs,
I am home. It was awful. It's over.
I'm going to forget it all and have a meal and a beauty nap.
There are no words for the many purrs you sent me.

I thank you all, and a special thank you to my angels.

Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs
Big Harrys Twin sister forever.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Update: Looks Like I am going to the vet on Monday to get anal glands flushed out.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/789751</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 21 Jul 2012 16:33:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/789751</guid>
		<description>When Mommy went to the vet today with Bella....I did not go as I am eating and drinking and though I ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ When Mommy went to the vet today with Bella....I did not go as I am eating and drinking and though I have hard poop, I am pooping....well, Rachel, the tech told Mommy what they are going to do. 

Apparently, I'm to be 'sedated' and Dr. P is going to clean out my glands and then infuse them with an antibiotic solution. She does not want to have to do surgery yet, and this is to try and 'clean me out'. 

Rachel said that the reason they don't want mommy and daddy to 'squeeze' out my glands ( :( )  is that my anal fluid is not like high quality motor oil, but 'really thick, pasty sludge'. She said this is not normal, and it certainly caused me discomfort when they squeezed, and the more squeezing, the more discomfort I have.

She didn't think the poltices would hurt, and thinks at the least, they would do no harm. Mommy asked if it was because of what I was eating....fancy feast and Rachel said that no, that was probably not it, it could be from so many things.

I threw up today quite a bit. It was a warm day and daddy had given me some beef fancy feast. 

Tonight, Mommy put a big of ground up flax seed in my food. Mommy said that she remembered they did this for a kitty where she used to work. Mommy is always nervous about doing things like this....but the fiber that Ruffy sometimes takes with the psysillium doesn't seem to do too much for me, and while I eat the pumpkin when mixed in with food, it's not something I'm really liking and it doesn't seem to be making much difference. 

I am now curled up beside my daddy and having a nap. As you all know, I love my daddy alot.

I would rather not have this thing done...but we don't know what else to do. I'm still attacking my tail, and Big Vet said it's because I associate the discomfort and pain with that end of me, and the tail is what I can reach.

Could I ask for purrs? Oh, Queen T, Alex, Tigger, and all my angel friends, and my Angel Twin, Big Harry...please purr for me, would you my friends?

A nervous Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>back to the vet on Monday if not tomorrow...my rear end is not good</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/789673</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 20 Jul 2012 20:59:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/789673</guid>
		<description>I was petulant last night and this morning. Mommy has been applying warm compresses to my backside t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I was petulant last night and this morning. Mommy has been applying warm compresses to my backside to help out my anal glands. Well, today she noticed that I'm a little constipated....and that my anal glands looked a little red.
Mom is concered. She thought she saw a yellow discharge and called the vet right away. The vet said that she believes she'll have to 'flush out' the glands. She said I have to be put under for it, and that it would be done on Monday. However...if I appear to be in pain or very very uncomfortable or not eating (and I am eating!) then to bring me in tomorrow with Bella.
 Mommy has been giving me 'better' food. Tonight she even tried the rehydrated Stella and Chewies. I nibbled. I also was given some Merricks thanksgiving dinner.

Daddy forgot to get me special food the other day and gave me fancy feast! I was so happy! I love fancy feast.

I'm a bit scared of all this...I don't want them to squeeze me out again!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Cranky...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/788950</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 15 Jul 2012 14:41:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/788950</guid>
		<description>Still not doing so well. Mommy called a store that specializes in feline natural nutrition and they  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Still not doing so well. Mommy called a store that specializes in feline natural nutrition and they told mommy several foods that would be good for me, so far she's tried one and mixed it with a bit of pumpkin and I won't eat it.
I've been testy. Want attention and then get cross.

the pain meds they gave me that mom gave me this morning made me drool for 15 minutes.

Mommy is not happy with things.

She's going to try another food for me in a little bit.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>To boldy go where no one has gone before-except Dr. P last week.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/788838</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 14 Jul 2012 16:06:23 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/788838</guid>
		<description>I got hauled back THERE again.
They took me in the back room.
They squeezed my butt.
IT HURT! ALO ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I got hauled back THERE again.
They took me in the back room.
They squeezed my butt.
IT HURT! ALOT!
The vet tech-not Rachel, another one, came out and told Mommy that she has to feed me something different, that Fancy Feast isn't 'great' food, and she doesn't suggest it. Mommy said she's been mixing it with fiber. She's said I eat the food, but don't like the sweet potato added, and she was going to try the pumpkin, but so far can't find it, so may have to cook some fresh pumpkin or squash and add it. The vet tech suggested I get better food.

Mommy felt bad. She felt that she wasn't doing the right thing by me. She was upset because she loves me very much, has tried me on better 'quality' foods that weren't too expensive and I didn't like them.

So mommy will ask anyone here who knows of a good food that mght help this from happening again. She said it was as t hough the vet tech blamed her for my anal glands being backed up. 

Mommy doesn't like when this vet tech and little vet are on. She said neither really make her feel happy.

I got some fiber in my food and I'm not much eating it. Mommy said she's pgoing to put that harness on me and get me to walking around, even if she has to make me. The vet tech told her 'well, she needs more exercise' and Mommy was like 'well, trying to get a cat to do what a cat doesnt' want to do is like herding cats and this lady just stared at her.

Mommy was getting upset, and Daddy interceded. He's good at that, he can smooth people out but he said in his nice charming southern way that ours is a multi cat home with lots of loved and pampered cats that that they have done everything the can do so far for all of us.

I know mommy feels sometimes she just can't do enough-Smokie is next to have to go to the vet, and she's concerned as he's lost some weight.

But this tech said if I'm back there next week I'm going to be looking at possible SURGERY!

Please everyone-----I don't want to have surgery! Can anyone suggest things for Mommy to do?

Big Harry-listen Kangaroo, I am pulling in any favors...Queen T....Tigger, 
Alex....

help!

worried....
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ouchies are back</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/788530</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 12 Jul 2012 07:46:39 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/788530</guid>
		<description>Well, Mommy touched my bottom this mroning and I wasa very very testy...after my tail. Mommy suspect ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Mommy touched my bottom this mroning and I wasa very very testy...after my tail. Mommy suspects it's my anal glands again. Mommy will put a warm compress on me this evening when she gets home.

I will probably have to go back to the vet. Mommy thinks she knows how to empty my glands but she needs to be shown again...it's been a long time. And it hurts to be squeezed there, so this isn't something she can do alone, and I fought Rachel the tech. 

Mommy read on a feline health website that warm compresses can help. I hope so, but I don't tihnk I'll like  having something applied there...I nearly bit Mommy this morning, but missed.

I gave her a bite to let her know I wasn't feeling well earlier, and she told DAddy I was yelling at them again.

Mommy said that she read that it comes from cats being inactive and lazy...and she thinks that I'm going to have to get more exercise. She has been adding fiber to my diet...

She's going to probably get some more pumpkin today..I've had that in my food as well as the stuff Ruffy got that has psyllium in in with some stuff that makes you want to eat it.

Ouch...

Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>uh oh...tail of trouble...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/788174</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 9 Jul 2012 17:47:45 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/788174</guid>
		<description>Pawrents are calling the vet. I went after my tail again this morning. :(. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Pawrents are calling the vet. I went after my tail again this morning. :(.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>OUCH! THAT HURT!  Why are you squeezing that?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/787874</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 7 Jul 2012 15:26:54 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/787874</guid>
		<description>Well,
I'm resting now. It has been a trying day. I saw 'Big Vet'. She looked at me, listened to mom ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well,
I'm resting now. It has been a trying day. I saw 'Big Vet'. She looked at me, listened to mommy's worries about me, and began to poke around at my back end. About this time Rachel, the tech I had til now liked, wrapped me in a thick towel.
   All of a sudden Big Vet is pinching my back parts...Hard! And it hurt! I was screaming and yelling and then...bam...

She told Mommy and Daddy my anal glands were very impacted. This may account for the very dangerous tail.

Daddy almost cried. I was screaming and making noises he'd never heard me make before, but then, if someone was squeezing him there he'd scream too!

Big Vet said to watch me. She's not 100 per cent sure this will cure me of tail attacking, but it may account for it...I may have been trying to let people know I was all stuck and hurting.

So I am feeling better, resting. I'm still yelling at Daddy though! I mean, ouch!

love,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby Legs

Big Harrys Wallaby Twin forever.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sometimes life hurts so much....Big Harry, I will miss you forever.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/786623</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 29 Jun 2012 16:54:59 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/786623</guid>
		<description>Dear Harry,
If a cat could cry I would. I just got the news awhile ago. Mommy heard me say 'MAH' an ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Harry,
If a cat could cry I would. I just got the news awhile ago. Mommy heard me say 'MAH' and turned from the computer and scooped me up. She was shaking and it took me awhile to really understand.

I am sitting here now, and thinking about it...and thinking how unfair it is. I never got to say 'Goodbye'. I never got to trade more comments on pesky little brothers. I never got to tell you, perhaps what you mean to me.
I was too busy with this dangerous tail.

But I want to share this with you, my Harry. Yes, I will call you My Harry, and I don't think Poppy will mind. You see, you and I, we are twins, Harry, my Kangaroo, my sleepy eyed mellow fellow who had a dry sense of humor and the most tolerant sense of self I have ever known. I didn't like sharing, Harry, but I would share with you, anytime. And you shared with me. I will never forget that you and your wonderful family sent me the most wonderful heated bed. Do you know I was sleeping in it the other night when the cold air was on?

Every day, no matter how busy Mommy was, she would say to me when I went at my tail 'Natalie, stop that, Do you think Big Harry would like you doing that?" And I would feel, well, how would she know? But I knew that under your warm aura, I would try to be calm, and absorb your mellowness, even though I have to live with these other tribulations of cats.

Looking at you made mommy relax. She would say to me sometimes "Look, Natalie, look at this picture of Big Harry! Look at the wonderful hat that he's wearing! That Poppy is so talented! Isn't he cute?"
  
But you weren't cute...you were wonderous. You made mommy smile just by looking at your picture. She would tell  me she hoped she could meet u someday. You want to hear a secret, Harry??? She would have rather met you than Jackson Galaxy!

My mommy and Daddy think you're Mommy and Daddy are special. Mommy said that she knows why you choose your mom, and we do choose our people...just listen to Ruffy on that. But yes, I know you chose them, and I know, as I open my eye, I will tonight reach out with my deepest purrs to you...and when you aren't bust sparkling comfort to your pawrents that you will, perhaps, find time to lope back across the bridge, and sit here with me a bit...not Ruffy....but me.

There is a chasm the size of the Grand Canyon in my Soul. It's missing you, my Kangaroo friend. It's missing the other half of the Mau that I am, and I am more than you know wishing so that I could leap across the bridge and let you return to your people. Not because I don't love my pawrents, but because, you, my friend, are the most special cat I know.

I'm opening my eyes wide, and gazing up at the moon, and breathing out with a purr to you....Harry.....???? Are you out there???? Make yourself known to me, lope back over here, let me wake up and find out this is all a bad dream, the kind that wakes me at 3 am....

Let me touch noses to yours once more, purr softly....and say 'I love you, my Brother from Another Mother. I love you. And I always will.'

And as I sit here, and the haze of a hot day is lost in the hum of the air cool, I half close my eyes, stretch out a paw to you......

Power of the Paw, Big Harry. Power of the Paw. 


And this is NOT GOODBYE! IT'S NOT! IT'S NOT! IT'S NOT!

It is 'See you Later, my Kangaroo ManCat Brother. Till we meet again. 

Love my Soul friend,
 Your Wallaby Twin,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby Legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Uh oh-I'm in trouble I think.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/784259</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 13 Jun 2012 08:03:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/784259</guid>
		<description>Yesterday I was after my tail. I caught it, and stared at it growling and hissing. I had been crying ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Yesterday I was after my tail. I caught it, and stared at it growling and hissing. I had been crying a solid hour, daddy had been petting me, trying to soothe me...but it was very early, just 4am. He gave me food, I ate but then continued to cry and started the growling and hissing and swating at my tail. Mommy sat up and I went in her spot and curled up, but then I got upset again and hissed and growled and caught my tail. Mommy went to take me away from it...and...I'm so embarassed...I went after her.
    I didn't hurt her. Mommy has great reflexes, but I know I made her sad. She is worried about me.
    She started on Sunday to put rescue remedy on my neck. She also started with the feliway spray and sprayed it all over the room yesterday and last night and left the fan on.
   Last night I slept through, woke at 4, ate, and then went back to lay down. Mommy was cautious with me, and petted my head. Last night she played with me for awhile til I laid down and put my head down on my paws. 

I have a feeling there is a vet visit being made for me soon...but Bella has to go first with Ruffy. 

I love Mommy and Daddy.

I'm definately Daddy's girl...when Mommy gets up I curl up next to Daddy, and sleep with my paws on him. 

But this monringI waited til Momma put the rescue remedy on my neck, then laid down and put my paws on her hands for a little, to let her know I do love her, I just can't help the tail monster.

I don't want my momma to be worried like this.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Is it an orange snake? I'm waking my parents up at 3 am to warn them!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/782080</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 28 May 2012 12:50:06 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/782080</guid>
		<description>Today daddy work up when he said that I was 'behaving crazy' again. I don't know what daddy is talki ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Today daddy work up when he said that I was 'behaving crazy' again. I don't know what daddy is talking about-it's a dangerous time, with that long orange snake whipping around.

I am worried that it might get me, mommy and daddy. I wake up, growl and swat at it. It moves very fast, and I can see it out of the corner of my eye, and when I try to get it that is when it retreats!

Mommy and Daddy are worried. They have told me it's my own tail, and to leave it be.

They are getting worried. Mommy is going to get rescue remedy and start me on it. She meant to do it today but they had to put the air conditioners in and she got distracted.

Mommy is concerned, and daddy, too. They are worried I might have that rare thing where cats attack their own tails.

They are going to make an appointment for me at the vet, but mommy is worried they may want to do expensive work ups...I just had my senior panel done. Mommy is also wondering if it could somehow be my thyroid, as I wake up at 3 am and am very agitated, and I get hungry alot, though I'm certainly not skinny. I talk and am saying mah mah mah alot more...and will stare my parewnts down til they feed me.

But that orange thing....hiss!!!!!! How could they think it's a part of me when clearly it's been put there to trouble me?

Has anyone any suggestions? 

Nothing has changed in my eating or drinking, or litterbox habits.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm worrying Mom...but what is that thing, anyway?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/781158</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 22 May 2012 07:12:36 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/781158</guid>
		<description>Ok Kit-tahs,
There is this thing. I don't know what it is, or where it's come from. But it's annoyi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ok Kit-tahs,
There is this thing. I don't know what it is, or where it's come from. But it's annoying me.
It moves around all the time...well, not all the time. But it seems to know what I'm thinking and feeling....and sometimes I can see it....and....it bothers me.
It's not that little black and white mean clown cat.
It's orange and white....and it looks familar....but strange.
It's long. It's always in back of me.
And I hiss and growl and warn it...but it's still there.

Whats a cat to do?

Anyone have any ideas? Do you have something sneaking up on you, too?


MOMS NOTE:

This may seem funny, but it's worrying me. For the past two weeks Natalie has been waking us up with a shrieking challenge, hisses and growls. We thought it might be a ghost kitty.

Well, apparently its not. Last night when I was reading with the lights on and her beside me, she suddently hissed, growled and went to smack...at her tail.

Her tail wasn't hurt, but she kept watching it like she didn't know whaat it was!

It scared me!

I immediately distracted her, I have her some food, and then we played for awhile with her string on a stick. She played well and seemed very normal. 

She is eating well, drinking, peeing and pooping right on schedule. She does seem needly lately, but my husbands hours have changed and that may have thrown her off.

The plan is I'm going to get some rescue remedy, a new scratching pad and a few new toys. I'm also going to start working with her on a harness too...I'm just trying to think of what to do.

Does anyone have any ideas what this is about? It came out of the blue! She doesn't seem to be in pain or ill at all! Her check up said her cholestrol was a little high so she no longer gets dry food, but she was othrewise doing well!


Puzzled and stressed,
Mom]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Power of the Paw Candle for Blizzard</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/780437</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 17 May 2012 07:50:30 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/780437</guid>
		<description>Light A Candle for Blizzard




Please, kit-tahs, the Catfather needs all of us right now.... ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ <a  class=bodyTextRev target=site  onClick="alert(\'Catster Alert: You are about to visit an outside link that was submitted by this pet owner.\');" href="http://www.gratefulness.org/candles/enter.cfm?l=eng&gi=Blizz&p=Blizzard's%20Power%20of%20the%20Paw%20Purring%20Candles" target="_blank">Light A Candle for Blizzard</a>




Please, kit-tahs, the Catfather needs all of us right now....]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Do your Humans have a song for you?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/779427</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 10 May 2012 09:42:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/779427</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs.
My parents are silly creatures, as humans often are.
Daddy just started a new job. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs.
My parents are silly creatures, as humans often are.
Daddy just started a new job. It is at a Kosher steakhouse.
He has not yet bought home any steak. 
Well, now he gets home quite late. Last night they did something called a 'soft opening'. 
So mommy was asleep when Daddy came in at quarter to one in the morning. But I woke up and promptly greeted daddy.
And then Mommy woke up and since I was seeking a bit of a snack, Daddy got me something to eat and Mommy said to Daddy 
"Lets sing the Natalie the Natcat Song!'

And Daddy looked at her with tired eyes that were like 'are you crazy? It's quarter to one in the morning."

But Momm sang:

Natalie the Natcat
You're a little Brat Cat
Natalie the Natcat 
We love you!

Natalie the Natcat, 
The vet says
You got Fat
Natalie the Natcat,
Is this true?


You are just
Our little Star
And we love you
Just the way you are

Natalie the Natcat
You're a little brat cat
Natalie the Natcat
We love  You
Natalie the Natcat
We hope a fat rat
Won't come along
And try to eat you!

You our badda boom badda bing
And to us you're everything!

Natalie the Natcat
You're out little bratcat
Natalie the Natcat
We love you
Natalie the Natcat, 
The vet says you got fat
Natalie the Natcat
Is that true?


So Mommy sings this to me, and sometimes daddy does too...they change the lyrics around as they remember them and pet me alot.

I like the petting.
There are advantages of being deaf.

Daddy says I have selective deafness.

Does anyone here have their own song their parents sing for them?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hello Kit-tahs-Rainy NY days on the bed and thinking of all you</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/779253</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 9 May 2012 09:09:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/779253</guid>
		<description>Hello all,
I am quite well. I havne't tried to lose any waight. If the Vet thinks I'm Fat, then tha ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello all,
I am quite well. I havne't tried to lose any waight. If the Vet thinks I'm Fat, then thats on her. I am sleek, and attractive and well proportioned. I am, and enjoy being, Natalie the Natcat.

    Things are pleasant here. I'm enjoying the smell of the rain as I curl up here on the bed. I've knocked mommy's pillow over and am laying on it. Mom and Dad make sure CK the Menace is in the front room when they leave for work, so I have a peaceful afternoon.

    I am of course enjoying the joys of Cat. I wake Daddy at 3 or 4 when I'm hungry. Mommy seems not to hear me. I want to be fed...I need my early morning meal. 
  
    I eat and enjoy my food, use the box appropriately, and like to scuttle around and play. I have very good reflexes, and bite at toys.

     Ruffy came in here and it smells funny...daddy thinks he might have peed inappropriately because that is his MO.

    There is an empty cat trap in the corner. Mommy and Daddy have been working to trap and get the outdoor cats who eat outside fixed. If Ruffy smelled another boy cat on that trap, he might have 'marked' because Ruffy doesn't like to smell cats he doesn't know.

     So they are on a hunt to find out if he peed in here. Meanwhile, I am letting them know that it's their own fault for letting  that big orange lug in here.


     Respect the Natcat. Respect the Natcat's room.


I hope everyone is enjoying a lovely Spring,

love,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thank you for remembering my Birthday!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/778827</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 6 May 2012 07:29:50 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/778827</guid>
		<description>Well, 
Actually, it is a 'birthday' we celebrate as mine! We picked it because Mommy wanted me to h ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, 
Actually, it is a 'birthday' we celebrate as mine! We picked it because Mommy wanted me to have a 'special' day...and it is a special day for me!

Thankyou all for your kindness, and for thinking of me.

My day is so far going well, with the exception of that little clown kitten annoying me. He is just getting too big for himself. 

It's a lovely hazy lazy Sunday here. A great day for a nap! Who's going to join me?


love to you all,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dreamgirl number 30! Is that like Channel number 5?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/778365</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 3 May 2012 07:20:01 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/778365</guid>
		<description>Well, hello, Kit-tahs!

Thank you, my adoring public for naming me a Dreamgirl! I have to say that ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, hello, Kit-tahs!

Thank you, my adoring public for naming me a Dreamgirl! I have to say that Pete and Alfie and the 'Committee' have a thing for lovely girl cats! I think it must be so hard for them to choose, don't you? I mean, what a trial it must be, looking at pictures of pretty girl cats going 'mmmmmm, this one is a pretty little tuxie....or....this little creamsicle kitty is sweet....or....rainbow bridge must be made of candyfloss, because there are so many sweet little angel girls....'

Right Pete?
Guys?

Well, it's a tough job, but someone has to do it. And I imangine their moms, who have to do the typing are going 'come on guys...stop moooning and lets get on with it, shall we?"

Ah, well, 

Thank you from the bottom of my Elderwise heart. I am beside myself with feeling this honor.

Things have been well forme. I am playful and sleepy during the cloudy rainy weather. I'm trying to keep my mom stress free as she deals with her masters program and working full time and trying to decide about signing the lease for the apartment we live in for 2 more years. The original plan had been to move, of course, but Mommy has another year of school. She was talking with Aunt Jenny-Ingens mom last night and telling her how everything is so fast and she doesnt' have time to breathe and Mom doesnt' like that the rent has gone up $75.00 a month,  but trying to find a decent place to live may be difficult...that is less money than what Mom and Dad pay now....1085 a month. We have heard that it's alot everywhere else...but 'New York'prices are very high. Mom isn't happy about it....but getting a place for less would mean having to look elsewhere...and with 6 of felines, that might not be easy.

    And Mom has 3 final papers due, and then she gets a few days off and then into 'Summer session' and then into 'fall' in Late August.

Mom is stressed, that is for sure.


But ah, human stuff. For me, the post stressful thing is getting the humans to get up and let me have my bed back. They refuse to sleep at the foot of the bed, but instead, insist on squishing me between them, or I must retreat to the foot of the bed and try to rest....with their stinky feet a bit away from my little face.


Sigh.

Uncouth creatures.

Especially for Dreamgirl number 30.

We are wishing everyone a very happy and well fed and playful Spring.

love,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>$300.82 cents later and 'She's just gained weight-you know, she's FAT!' as per Big Vet</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/776068</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 12:27:46 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/776068</guid>
		<description>Kit-tahs,

    The indignity of it all.
    An Elderwise cat like me can't even get her beauty re ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Kit-tahs,

    The indignity of it all.
    An Elderwise cat like me can't even get her beauty rest! 
    Daddy comes puffing in, grabs me and despite my saying 'waaaaahhhhh...ooooooooo!' scoops me up and deposits me, like a sack of potatoes (more on sacks of potatoes later) into a carrier. It's not even my carrier-it smells like another cat. I'm loaded into it, and jog jog jog down the street-outside. I can see outside, and then Daddy is talking to me and I'm talking back. He takes me on a thing called a Bus. It smells of lots of humans. Humans smell bad when they are not yours. 
    Then, finally, we get to outside and then onto another bus. Then more riding with more stinky humans. 
   Then we're off again. And I can see Daddy's lips moving and he's talking to me and he's telling me stuff and then...wait! We're at the VETS! (as Sweets would say, the Tortuary). 
   So I'm sitting there, with Daddy, and finally they call us into the back. Rachel, the nice girl who took care of us last year comes back and looks at me and picks me up. I go 'wwwwwhhhhoooooaaaah!'. Rachel laughs because she thinks I 'talk funny'. She is not afraid of me and never has been. When I had my surgery she told Mommy I would do fine because I was trying to bite every human around me...well, you would to if they were prodding and poking and sticking needles into you! She is laughing with Daddy and she goes to weigh me and I weigh 10 and 3/4 pounds. She goes 'wow, she looks like a little honeyball." She then proceeds to do something unmentionable to the back part of me that shall henceforth not be mentioned. I try to swat her. She moves quicker than I do. I tell her what I think of someone who would do this to a helpless, elderwise Eldercat. I tell her she should stick that thing in her own....er...there are kits present....ear. Rachel is giddy with laughing. Obviously too much exposure to the gas they use to sedate, one guesses. 'Doesn't she look cute?"
   I look like a Nat Cat. But it's useless, humans don't understand our speak, mostly.
    Then Big Vet comes in. She pokes, she prods, she asks questions. Daddy says 'We're worried about our Natcat because she seems bloated and is yowling alot at night and early morning and we're afraid she could be uncomfortable.'
     Big Vet pokes and prods some more. She tells Daddy that I might be a little constipated, it is not unusual with older cats. Suggests a bigger water bowl. Suggests a bit of sweet potato in my food, or even a bit of fish oil. Then when daddy asks about my bloating Big Vet just smiles her big wide smile and says 'Oh, I don't feel anything. She's just gained weight-you know-she's FAT!"
    Can you believe she said this to Me? Me?
    Hiss! Pah! How dare she?
    Listen, Big Vet. You might want to jump on that silly little scale yourself!
    She suggested to Daddy that he and Mommy cut back on my food portions. She said that I'm probably 'overfed'. I tell her that I'm not overfed, I'm served as all Royal Cats...and all Cats are Royal...are meant to be. But she tells Daddy that since I'm FAT I might be bored.

    She did take bloods. The vampires. They enjoy it I know. So I have a little shaved patch on my leg. I mangaed to bite someone-one, Natalie, 0 humans. They stuck me with two shots. Ugh. And then Big Vet suggested a chest x ray later in the month just as a follow up to my chemo from last year. (he only...only had $300.00 bucks on him so couldn't afford it this visit). Big Vet said they would see if the bloods showed anything, but that, if anything, I look 'quite well.'
    
     Mommy was reassured. Daddy called her and told her. He was carrying me along in my little carrier back on the stinky bus.

    Now...about those potatoes....

Some time ago Mommy was talking to Daddy's grown up daughter's mom-daddy's ex wife from a long time ago about how daddy's grown up daugther was having trouble with her finacee. She told Mommy 'I told her to just talk to him and get some counseling in church...and pray together. And if that doesn't work, I told her to get her a sack of 'taters'. 
    Mommy was puzzled. She didn't know what was meant by that. She said 'Potatoes? Why?"
    And Daddy's 'ex' said 'Well, they don't show any marks if you got to teach them fellas a lesson, and you can have dinner with 'em afterward..." Then, as an afterthought said brightly 'And oh yeah, oranges work real well too and then you can make juice."

     Sigh. Humans.

    What a day-time for a rest...or perhaps I should dust off the eliptical machine....or not.

Relieved...
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Being carted back to the Vet today....</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/776050</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 08:23:40 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/776050</guid>
		<description>I am being taken there today by Daddy. 
I do not wish to go.
Mommy told Daddy that I have to be se ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I am being taken there today by Daddy. 
I do not wish to go.
Mommy told Daddy that I have to be seen.
I've had trouble with constipation and Mommy is concerned that it might be 'something more'.
Mommy is worried that I have been very vocal and needy lately and she is worried because my belly seems 'hard' to her.

Please purr that I am constipated but naught else.

Just what I need, hey?

sighs,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spring is here and I'm enjoying it</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/774690</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 10 Apr 2012 09:12:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/774690</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
It's a lovely Spring, isn't it? It is when you are me. I got that Bella out of my r ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
It's a lovely Spring, isn't it? It is when you are me. I got that Bella out of my room. Sadly, occasionally, that rude young black and white clown kitten comes in here and so does that large Orange Ruffy. Ruffy is insulting. He uses My box, then sometimes joins me on the bed. Who asked him? Not I! But he comes in here anyyway. So does the CK! He can be very annoying. 
    Mommy has taken to putting a screen in the window when it's warm. She says its to give me some fresh air. Daddy's been home, so I get to boss him around and I so enjoy that. Especially at 4am. Of course, sometimes Mom gets up too.
    I'm doing well. I'm due for a nail trim and a vet exam-not looking forward to that, but thats when Daddy is back to work. 
     Well, all, I'm enjoying an early afternoon snooze. Back to napping.

love all,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Whats wrong with me? Bella is in here, thats what!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/773448</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 3 Apr 2012 10:06:22 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/773448</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs.
How is everyone? I hope that everyone is keeping their people in line. They sometim ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs.
How is everyone? I hope that everyone is keeping their people in line. They sometimes decide that they 'own' us, not the other way around. Sometimes one must explain the facts of life to their people.
    Lately there has been Bella in MY ROOM. She is in a cage, but she watches me. The other day....she....she.....she....JUMPED ON MY BED!
   I hissed. She hissed. She hisses funny. She looks like a white and grey long haired possum when she hisses.
   I hissed. I growled. I laid back my ears. I said 'WAAAAHHHHH'.
   Daddy said 'Be quiet, Cranky Puss'. I read his lips. I know.
   I got up and went and used the box. I then sat in the corner, looking sad, ruffled and dejected. I said 'Mew?' in my tinycat whisper.
    Mommy said 'Oh, Honey, Pick her up! She's upset!'   
    She did not do so. She was petting the Chewbacca like anorexic grey and white cat.
    Ugh.
    I'm hoping that Bella will soon be restored to the living room. I'm tired of having room mates.
    I have to wake Daddy early to remind him that I'M THE BOSS!
    Do they ever learn?

love and pleasant Spring to all,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Angels In Pink</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/771727</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 23 Mar 2012 06:59:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/771727</guid>
		<description>Angels in Pink

We come from different places,
We mostly wear fur
Our eyes are different colors ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Angels in Pink

We come from different places,
We mostly wear fur
Our eyes are different colors
We like to purr
We are your sisters your daughters yourselves
Filled with quiet courage in the midst of hell
For we got the diagnosis, it's scary its true
It could be your best friend, someone close to you

And we're Angels in Pink,
In all different shades
Ah the sister hood of miracles made!
Some of us live here, we're everywhere you know
Some of us already have crossed the rainbow

And we're Angels in Pink
I trot to your side
I'm never giving up, and I'll never hide
That I wear pink proudly
To honor us all
For we're Angels in Pink
Here to answer a call

We are so many, and we're lovely too
Angels in Pink who never get blue
We roll on our backs and we love to play
Angels in Pink chasing butterflies today!

My Guardian Angel, Inspiration Queen T
Little Tallulah who was all she could be,
And she stands before us, leading us still
An Angel we love, and always will
We play chasing butterflies,
back and forth T can roam
She lives at the Bridge, but still goes home
To talk with her Momcat and inspire her too
You see Angels in Pink can do that to you!

And We're Angels in Pink
We've many names, some without people
And some of us with fame
But we're saving each other, standing side by side
For we're all feline sisters, with our Angel Guides

So I call to you all, cat and human alike
For the resarch done for us could save a life
We need the same medicine, and knowlege is blessed
And we're Angels in Pink who'll stand up to the test

Now all you kitties, and you boycats too,
We, your cat family are asking of you
To stand shoulder to shoulder 
With us Angels in Pink, 
Gathering round us and forming a link
to join with us in love, wear pink just to show
Support for Angels in Pink and their Magickal Glow!


Dedicated to Queen Tallulah and my Sisfur Bella, and
all of the kitties Wearing Pink Proudly for the Cause!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dear Natalie the Natcat Entries...or, being an Elderwise Wise Cat</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/769979</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 09:45:51 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/769979</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
I've had a delightful breakfast. That big orange lug Ruffy just slunk outo f the ro ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
I've had a delightful breakfast. That big orange lug Ruffy just slunk outo f the room. I gave him a hiss and a growl and sent him back out front, and just as well, for I am at my correspondance this morning, Kit-tahs!

I recieved this from a Kit-tah....

Dear Natalie,

I'm a young girl cat who has a very big crush on a very handsome and very popular cat here at Catster! The only this is this....I'm under a year old and my Momcat doesn't think I should be romatically involved with an older boy cat! What shall I do? Oh, and he has a girlcat friend! How should I handle that?

Signed,
Young, sweet, and in love with a 15 year old!

Dear Young and Sweet,

Humph. You're under a year old and seem to have some pretty high ambitions! Said Cat has a 'girlcatfriend' and there is a reason human furs without fur girls are called 'catty'. I would step gingerly little one, in terms of messing with another gals guycat! Now if she doesn't mind sharing, that's one thing! But if it's simply a crush that is the sorta kitten love thing that all young kits feel, and you simply want to write an annoymous little love letter or send him some pressies- then enjoy my dear! Spring is in the air, after all! 

Dear Natalie the Natcat,

I'm a Guycat who is has never been popular with girlcats and I don't know why. I have very popular Fursibs who get all the attention. I don't know why? I mean, I cant' see it myself. But what can I do to be more popular?

Dear Smokieboo,

If you were't rude to your Elderwise Elders you might find out-popular is as popular does!

Hehehehe,
Natlie

Dear Natalie the Natcat,

I don't know what to do and it worries me! My human people are debating about neutering me. I am not a purebred cat and I have heard that we cats behave like Mr. Spock when he got all weirded out in that Episode of Star Trek when he wanted to Mate when we don't get neutered! I don't want to feel out of control to my instincts! Help!

signed,
A feline Trekie Quickly Approaching My First Heat!

Dear Quickly's Human,

Neutering will save you a great deal of stress and give your sweet kitty a much healthier future. The sad truth is that cats that aren't neutered are more prone to phyisical and behavior problems.  I, myself, developed breast cancer because a former owner did not spay me-I was spayed by my rescuer and at the time I was at least 10 years old.  Please understand that neutering is a simple surgery that has benefits for you and your feline companion. Just Do It.

Natalie

Dear Natalie the Natcat,

I don't know what I did wrong...my last human family left me and I got sent to a Shelter.  A lady came and took me to her house and there is another cat here. The other cat seems to want to be friends, but I'm afraid. ....what if he hurts me? And how can I let this person near me? How do I know if I can trust them?

Signed
Confused With It All,

Dear Confused,

Sweet Fur, you did nothing wrong. Sometimes humans just have problems that have nothing to do with being a wonderful cat!  I know you're afraid and everything in your new home is so new and scary to you! Please don't be afraid-just give your new home time! I'm sure the Cat is looking forward to meeting you and getting to know you and what fun you will have! This new person is somoene who wants to know you and help, because they took you home...my advice, remember to take a deep breath...and take a chance on love and trust again. It will come with time.

Love,
A Fur who Did,
Natalie the Natcat

Well, Kitties....do send me your Dear Natalie letters...and I will do my best to answer them....

love, 
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Saying Hail and Farewell to a Friend...Sissy, we will remember you always.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/768337</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 2 Mar 2012 10:46:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/768337</guid>
		<description>Dear Kit-tahs,
If you're a Member of 'Olde Furts' you should know our beloved and extremely beautif ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tahs,
If you're a Member of 'Olde Furts' you should know our beloved and extremely beautiful Sissy leapt over the Rainbow to the Bridge today.

Sissy's Page:

http://www.catster.com/cats/247217

Sissy wrote a column I read daily with breakfast. It kept me up on the happenings around. Sissy preferred life as an only cat, but also had a multi cat household. 

Sissy leaves with us a legancy....she's lovely, graciouss, smart, and can show all you youngsters a thing or two about deportment.

She was.....she IS...and elderwise kitty in the best sense of the word. 

and...

somewhere back in the sands of time a girl reaches out a finger, and strokes the softest tortie fur....

'but she's not a kitten, honey....you want a kitten."

and the girl, looking back over her shoulder, locks eyes with the feline, who reaches out with her paw...and with magick, the connection is made....

the next day, the little tortie, wrapped in a blanket and love is held warmly in the girls arms....

and now....to the future...

somehwere, a little cat waits, her paws stretching out to touch that person that will be her soul friend, her destiny....

we love you Sissy. Thank you for Sharing all you did with so many of us, for your gift of love and Magick.

Safe journey my friend, til we too reach the Rainbow's End.

love, 
Natalie, Bella, and the 'Junior' members of the Kew Gardens Cats]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Help Needed For Our Julie and family-San Luis Obisbo-Elderwise and special kits need help as well as their Human!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/767980</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 29 Feb 2012 07:39:29 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/767980</guid>
		<description>Kit-tahs,
We're very distressed. The BUB is crying....well....she's been in her spot on the cat tre ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Kit-tahs,
We're very distressed. The BUB is crying....well....she's been in her spot on the cat tree,head between fuzzy paws.

Julie, our California person in San Luis Obisbo's situation has become very bad.

I am copying the link to Art Blakley's diary...

http://www.catster.com/cats/1186381/diary/Marching_to_the_beat_of_my_own_drum/

Julie's landlord is in foreclosure. She has no where to go. She's been valiently finding places for her 10 cats, but has so far found no apartment/housing for herself and her remaining cats.

Julie is on disability and a fixed income. 

We don't know California. We do know that large urban areas and areas that are big tourtist destinations don't do too well with affordable 'pet friendly' rentals.

Julie really needs a shoulder. We, in NY, are appealing to any earth angel in the Cali area to reach out to her. 

Julie has taken in the neediest of the needy. Now she herself is in need.

We are asking all to please reach out to Julie if at all possible! Perhaps you live not to far away and could help? Perhaps you know real estate and can help? Perhaps you have friends/family/ or know someone that can reach out for Julie and her cats?

Her cats are sweet and wonderful...and it's breaking her heart to do this...

Would there be someone with a big heart willing to help her out?

there is a saying that mommy's heard some of her clients use 'I Met God with Skin'. It means that a person experienced someone who did a very divine, blessed thing....

We as cats do this by nature. Can we reach out...and all purr in unison...send power of the paw...and those nearby....perhaps shine your light on this little family?

Thank you,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Taking the air...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/767442</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 26 Feb 2012 07:31:13 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/767442</guid>
		<description>Dear Kit-tahs,
As we speak, I am atop a large box in the bedroom. The window is open, screened. I'm ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tahs,
As we speak, I am atop a large box in the bedroom. The window is open, screened. I'm laying by it watching mommy type and occasionally commenting. You see, she's going to change the bed linens and then I will have to help. Mommy is 'cleaning', but I have only so far seen her do her work for us...doing our diaries.

Mommy knows her priorities around here. 

Mommy said that we are very cherished cats and very lucky.

And yes, we are...

But then, she's lucky to have us!

love to all of you there,

Have a lazy, wonderful Sunday.

Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Delilah has a home! I have my room back! and some other things...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/766174</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 19 Feb 2012 05:20:17 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/766174</guid>
		<description>Dear All,
I wanted to let everyone know that Delilah got adopted on Friday night. Mommy spoke to a  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear All,
I wanted to let everyone know that Delilah got adopted on Friday night. Mommy spoke to a friend of Lynne and Cheryl and as of Saturday everyone was doing ok. Delilah is renamed Zoe because her original name sounded too close to their othr kitty who had passed.
We believe, and Mommy told them, that their kitty at rainbow bridge led them to Delilah. Cheryl petted me when she was here and it was obvious she is a kind cat person.

Mommy and Daddy miss Delilah. I don't. It's nice to have my space back, except, ye gads, they have let that CK sleep in here twice now. They 'feel bad' for him.

I am feeling sad for my Roo and his family. We are sending purrs and Mom bought a special candle. Mommy is having a hard time processing it....she keeps saying 'you don't go in for knee replacement and go to the bridge.'

I am comforting Mommy. I know that Roo loved his mom very much. I know he'll watch our for his dad and his sister, and she will keep her eye on everyone from the Bridge. 

I don't say things as Ruffy does...but we're resilliant as cats. We miss and grieve, yes...but life goes on, and is full of love and light from heaven, love from your people still with you on this plane, your other cat family, and above all, cheetoes!

We love you Roo, Scout, Ruby Jane, Xena...we are here if you need us.

We would also like to mention that Tiny Dancer's Mom is in a desperate situation. Plase read Art Blakley's diary to see what we mean. She's being evicted through no fault of her own, and needs a new home for herself and her cats, and a home for some very sweet and special needs cats.

I am wondering...would us here taking up a collection help? We don't have much, but Mommy said 'there but for the grace of God...' and we will do whatever we can. If anyone is up for this, we're in.

Love, 
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Time to Say Goodbye.....our Foster may have a home.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/765670</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 08:51:06 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/765670</guid>
		<description>Mommy's going to see their home today.
They are friends of her catsitter's friend.
their last cat  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy's going to see their home today.
They are friends of her catsitter's friend.
their last cat lived to be 21. they have an apartment in the city, and a house in Vermont.
The Foster will be an indoor only cat.

Mommy is sad, but believes this is best.
I will have my room back. But eek...she's talking of fostering again!

Does it never end?

Mommy is worried about CK. Well, he can play in the front room, and leave my room to me again.

I may miss Delilah.

Just kidding!

Love,
Natalie the Natcat Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A wonderful surprise!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/764217</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 8 Feb 2012 07:16:47 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/764217</guid>
		<description>The other day, Mommy had just come home and there was a knock on the door. It turned out there was a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ The other day, Mommy had just come home and there was a knock on the door. It turned out there was a big box delivered! And you know who it was for? ME!!!!!
    Mommy opened it and said 'oooooohhhhhhhhh'. She came into the bedroom and at once that little nosy foster cat jumped onto her lap. She petted her and me and then picked up what was in the box...she had opened it in the front room....and she showed it to me. And she said 'Look, Natalie, it's from your twin, Big Harry!"
    And you know what it was?
    Do you have any idea what it was, kit-tahs?
    IT WAS A LARGE ROUND HEATED BED!!!!! JUST FOR ME!!!!!!
    Mommy unwrapped it and set it up on 'my spot' on the bed. I went over and sniffed it, and then laid beside it. I went back and sniffed it some more. Then laid closer. Delilah went close and sniffed it and I gave her a SMACKY PAW....BECAUSE THIS IS MINE!!!! And she backed off and went and laid on a blanket. Mommy went out for a few moments into the front room to take out the box so Ruffy and Smokie and the others could play in the box becuase they love boxes, too...and when she came back in I was sitting in my bed.
   Mommy plugs it in and it's wonderful. It stays warm all day. It was very good the other day when it was chilly in here. I really like it too because when CK comes in and he and Delilah are playing I can crouch down and watch them with just my eyes over the side. The Bed works well as a protection from the wild crazie cats!
   I am so honored! I mean, what a wonderful thing to do for me! 
   I'm laying in my wonderful heated spa bed just now...and am going to take a well deserved nap!

THANK YOU BIG HARRY AND HIS MOMMY AND FAMILY!!!! NATALIE THE NAT CAT LOVES YOU!!!!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>our 'Foster' has a page...do go and say 'hello'!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/763715</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 5 Feb 2012 08:11:46 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/763715</guid>
		<description>Dear Kit-tahs,
Our foster Delilah, who is curled up at the moment between the pillows on MY BED now ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tahs,
Our foster Delilah, who is curled up at the moment between the pillows on MY BED now has a page.
If any of your parwrents are seeking another Fur, please, please step forward and lay claim!
   I will be hones tand say that while I don't  much like sharing my home, my bed, my pawrents attention...she is not an intolerable room mate. She's...I could choke here...well, Pleasant.

Yes, Pleasant.

She will remain with us until the 'right' home is found.
Some furs have asked 'oh, Natalie, why don't you just let her stay?'
WEll...she is staying....til the right home is found. I'm not kicking her out, nor are my pawrents. 

That said...why? The RB is WHY! he's a brute. With a new cat here he becomes....RBish.

He's a very territorial cat. he takes out his aggression at having another added to his small space by picking on the two weakest clowder members he has access to...the BUB or Bella. Not always, but he has 'odd moments'.

Mommy and Daddy keep Delilah in here. the Cat From Hell-Samoa, how could you name it a Dreamboat in Training?-it visits. The Cat from Hell and Delilah the Foster play! Sometimes they spring right over my head.

I don't like that.

Now, Delilah could only go to a home where she would be loved, have stability, and be cared for forever.

That said, any wonderous families in range of the this area...please speak with my humans. 

She even appears to have permanently borrowed my favorite Stinky Sock toy.

Humph.

Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>No, Mommy, we don't need cat number seven, and it's not a lucky number.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/762597</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 08:32:46 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/762597</guid>
		<description>Well,
'Our' Foster, Delilah (who mommy prefers to call Lila, she feels it is a sweeter name for a s ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well,
'Our' Foster, Delilah (who mommy prefers to call Lila, she feels it is a sweeter name for a sweeter cat, isn't it just so sweet?) went out to be 'shown' on Saturday. Daddy had to take her over to the volunteer who was taking her out to the place they were showing.
   Mommy had school. Mommy called Daddy from School-'did you send Lila with some food, I don't want her to get hungry.' And Daddy says 'yes, dear, I sent her with two cans'.
    And mommy called after her second class and said 'Honey, why don't yiou call and see how she is doing. It's 12 and make sure she's not scared or anything...you may need to get her.' And daddy dutifully called and told Mommy 'Lila' was fine. 
   When Mommy came home with Daddy in the early evening (they had to do the mound of laundry that had been breeding in the corner-it's apparently like rabbits in that way) Lila's transporters from the rescue still had not called. Mommy called them and they told her they were doing a home check for another kitty and would be home soon. 
   They finally got called at 5:30pm. Lila got bought back here a bit after 6. She was a little scared at first, but not terribly so. They told Mommy that 'Oh, she's so sweet and friendly! We won't have trouble finding her a home!' and I thought Mommy would cry when she told Daddy this.
    OK, Kit-tahs. This....this is just what worries me. You see, my Human Mommy loves this Cat! She loves all cats, but is growing especially fond of this dappled black and gold feline that I have to admit...is not as bad as I feared. Do I like it? I would not go that far. It Eats MY FOOD! IT EATS ALL THE TIME!

    But it doesn't trouble me. 

    But you must understand, my good Kit-tahs, our home is small and cozy. I reside in the bedroom. Occasionally the Cat From Hell gets in here. (I can't figure out why after I posted in my Diary why that Jackson Galaxy hasn't come to collect it.) It's gotten out quickly enough...this morning it smacked mommys hand hard...and she took it by it's scruff and got it out....it has already annoyed me...

But this cat doesn't annoy me...much. But realistically, we just are a very small space with alot of cats in it. It can be found a home....a good home! I've tried to have this conversation with Mommy...but do you think Mommy listens? Daddy is fond of her too....I have explained to Daddy that if she stays I will no longer speak to him. But Daddy has said that he's very very fond of t his little cat too.

You see how the pawrents are. 

The truth is this little feline is not an unpleasant little cat-truthfully she's quite alright, I guess. But I feel she needs her own space, her own home. She can have that. 

I fear, kit-tahs.

And the practical is that vet care is dear, and my pawrents...sigh....6 is enough, really. And I'm sure those of you with multiple cats understand this all too well...

If anyone cares to view the 'foster',she is listed through Cats in the Cradle NY and the petfinder site is here: 

http://www.petfinder.com/pet-search?shelterid=NY1081

If, any of you, dear kit-tahs, are in a position to add another to your clowder...I will vouch for that she is a pleasant room-mate and you must understand I would have never thought you'd hear me say that....

Sigh...back to enjoying a nap,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face Tiny Paws, Wallaby Legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dear Mr. Galaxy-if you want the 'cat from hell', he lives here.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/761811</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 09:41:14 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/761811</guid>
		<description>In case you had lost him.
He's here. This morning he got in and was under the bed.
It's worse, eve ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ In case you had lost him.
He's here. This morning he got in and was under the bed.
It's worse, even, then the RB.
One can avoid the RB. He's not too bright. 
This...the Cat from Hell....it lurks under the bed.
It's not the BUB.
This is a long, slender black and white thing that appears like some mutant ninja and sits up on it's hinds and goes at me.

I am a MAU! I lay my ears back, scream my death scream, and extend all my claws and HISSSSSS!!!
It...the clown faced Cat from Hell mimics me and does the same. It's not my size-but it's a wiry thing about 3/4 grown now and it is growing by leaps and bounds.

Mr. Galaxy, I don't know how it got here. I know you're in Cali. But it is here-it must have got away from you when you were on hiatus. We don't have premium cable here so I guess it presumed you wouldn't know it had gotten here. But yes, it's here.  

Are you coming to get it?

I am a Natcat! I am already being expected to cope with a Foster. It's annoying. I don't want it here. But at least it minds it's business, except when it stealthily jumps up on the bed and sticks its face in my food dish. It says 'rrrrpt?' and tries to look pleasant.

It, hopefull, will be found a 'home'.

The Cat From Hell, however, is another matter. It's all yours.

I would like it if you would come and get your Show's Title, right now.

I presume you have the air fare.

P.S. You better bring a tranq. dart. It can be fierce. After all, it is the Cat from Hell.

P.P.S-You needn't bother Momcat with this missive. In fact, it's better if you don't. I'll get you in and out quickly.

Cordially Yours,
Natale the Natcat Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby Legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>'It's' still here, and Mommy is cleaning, I, of course, am supervising!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/761101</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 11:08:11 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/761101</guid>
		<description>That 'cat' is still here. It's on top of Daddy's dresser. I made a point of after using my box,, boi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ That 'cat' is still here. It's on top of Daddy's dresser. I made a point of after using my box,, boing over and yowling at it. It was on MY windowsill too, I could smell it!

Mommy should put it back in the cage where it belongs. Secondly, get it out of here!

However, Mommy says 'Well, Natalie, you did't like the cage, did you? Can you imagine how she feels, losing her people, her home, and being in a room where she's not wanted by you?"

Oh, don't think you'll guilt me out, dear human. I don't guilt!

Mommy has been cleaning in my room. She's taking a break now to take dictation for me. She's changed the bed clothes, bagged 6 bags of laundry to go to the laundry mat, and will soon sweet and dust in here. I'm helping by supervising.

One has to, because it hasn't been done in some time. You know yourselves how hard it is to get good help!

and now, I think, a nap!

Natalie the Natcat Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Is there no end to it?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/760959</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 20 Jan 2012 13:55:07 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/760959</guid>
		<description>'It' is out IN MY ROOM! I just saw 'IT'. That foster black cat with gold specks. It went away for aw ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ 'It' is out IN MY ROOM! I just saw 'IT'. That foster black cat with gold specks. It went away for awhile last night...I sighed with happiness....thought it was gone for good! Well, they bought it back. It was out gettine examined and tested and having shots.
   Now it's walking around and purring. I'm truly miserable.

It's trying to take over.

We can't have that!

I heard mommy say 'oh, I wish we could keep her! She's so sweet!'

I may...just may....have to challenge her to a smackdown to show her who's boss. And next to Sweets, I have the fastest smacky paw in the east.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Just too much-an Usurper to my Throne...and my room!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/760419</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 09:45:06 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/760419</guid>
		<description>There is an intrduder here. Mommy tells me to be patient, to be 'nice'.
Mommy....no where being a N ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ There is an intrduder here. Mommy tells me to be patient, to be 'nice'.
Mommy....no where being a Natcat or Wallaby Legged Cat states I have to be 'nice'.
    Especially, especially when I get put into Ruffys carrier (larger than mine) and that little beast is allowed to run loose in the room for an hour at a time.
   I don't like it, not one bit. I yell, but those humans just say 'come on Natalie, it's just for a little bit, she's caged all day and needs some exercise.'
   As if this should appease me.

   I am not amused. Nor am I happy.

Will someone please step forward and adopt this feline intruder so I am have my space back!

Hmmmph! It's a rude rude situation!

Natalie the Natcat Tiny Face Tiny Paws, Wallaby legs]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dear Kit-tahs, I've been trying to tell them...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/759385</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 11:31:19 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/759385</guid>
		<description>Well, Kit-tahs,
I had the most delightful pmail from Big Harry! And do you know, Big Harry believes ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Kit-tahs,
I had the most delightful pmail from Big Harry! And do you know, Big Harry believes we may be Egyptian Maus. Well, partly, anyway. I'm a Natcat. And Harry is a Harrycat. But our ancestry is obvious.
Hmmm. I didn't know this, no. I thought perhaps I had Abbysinian ancestry. But Big Harry pointed out that we have many Egyptian Mau traits-and they do come in orangey colors. And they don't meow, they tell you what they are....which is, apparently what I have been trying to tell them when I speak...you see, I don't 'meow'. I say 'MAAAAUUUU!!!' I've been trying to tell them!

Have they listened?
Well, what do you think?

Maus are noted, by the by, for having a 'flap'. Also known, dear Blizzard, as a 'Mousepouch.'. Yes, I have always had this. Look at my after surgery pics and it's pretty visible.

Well, so we are descended from Egyptian Royalty. But then, aren't we all my dears, aren't we all?

love to you all!
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws, Wallaby Legs, Mau Meow.

PS.- Mau means Cat in Egyptian as per the website.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Has everyone seen the lovely picture Big Harry Made?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/758369</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 5 Jan 2012 08:09:02 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/758369</guid>
		<description>Hello, Kit-tahs,

Well, I just wanted to let everyone know that my good fur friend Big Harry has m ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello, Kit-tahs,

Well, I just wanted to let everyone know that my good fur friend Big Harry has made a lovely picture of He and I! It is a precious picture! 
   Big Harry and I have similar looks, and we have always wondered if perhaps somewhere in the history of Felines if Kangaroos were not descended from us. I, being the smaller cat, more resemble a Wallaby, but my handsome Harry is certainly the King of Kangaroos!

And he's such a dapper dresser, and like me, likes to hide and keep his ears warm!

Do, my good furs, check out the lovely picture on his page, and now, yes, on mine.

With Purrs,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face, Tiny Paws-Wallaby legs.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy and Healthy New  Year to All! BEING ELDERWISE!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/757867</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 2 Jan 2012 06:22:52 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/757867</guid>
		<description>Greetings, Kit-tahs!

Ah, yes, I am feeling a great deal better! I had a diatary indisposition. Ho ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings, Kit-tahs!

Ah, yes, I am feeling a great deal better! I had a diatary indisposition. However, this morning-how glorius! I was able to use my box to it's full advantage, and Mommy and Daddy-not to mention myself-are very happy!

Mommy has removed my dry food. She feels that it might have contributed. I assured her it was the over-indulging of this time of year. Just now I'm resting-it's warmer than it has been here, and Mommy has lifted me to the top of a large box so I can get some light and a slight breeze.

That pesky annoying kitten was in here. I hissed, I smacked, I spat. It was to no avail. It simply wasn't afraid at all. It smacked and poked at me. Mommy said he wanted to play! Hmmmph! No respect! Finally, after she left him in here far too long to my liking, she put him outside in the other room. When he was in the window, watching the squirrels it wasn't so bad. But then he came over and began to poke and prod and stand up on his hind legs. 

Boystuff, I suppose!

I want to wish all of you a Happy New Year. I, myself, beleive I shall wait and celebrate the Chinese New Year. I hear tell they have good things to eat that time of year I'd much enjoy, and frankly, it sounds like much fun. Til then, I shall take it easy.

For all of you out there I've come to know and love, I wish you much prosperity, good health and happiness. Remember, we, as Felines, are special! 

And I name the New Chinese New Year-The Year of the Elderwise! 

So, from your Natcat, I send purrs of much love and grattitude for knowing all of you!

Love,
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Feeling better-and 'Dear Natalie the Natcat-a letter answered from me to a human</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/757343</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 30 Dec 2011 07:49:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/757343</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs!
I am feeling better! I believe that the other day I had some something to eat that  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs!
I am feeling better! I believe that the other day I had some something to eat that disagreed with me.

    I will now be answering a letter I recieved from another Elderwise Kit-tah who has a very disgruntling issue!

Dear Natalie the Natcat,

    I have read here that you are an Elderwise kitty, and hoped you could help us.
   We are several kitties who have been so happy with our Human. She's been kind to us, and fed us good things, given us lovely scritches under the chin and by our ears. She has always evidenced to love us.
   However, recently, she has another male human she calls her 'boyfriend'. He actually told her that he doesn't want all of us! He has commented on our litter box habits, and complained about our fur!
   We were here first! We love our human, and need her to take care of us! What should we do?

Concerned in Catsterland!


Dear Concerned,

     Sigh. Once again the Elderwise are called upon to Educate hapless 2 legged humans.
     I shall address this to your human. Please show it to her. I have gone to some trouble having my human mommy put this into 'english', the language they speak. It's a bit more primitive than feline, so do forgive me, dear Concerned. And rest assured, my Magick surrounds you, as does your own, even now! For you are Magickal-all Felines are!
With love,
Natalie the Natcat, Elderwise

   Dear Concerneds Human Companion,

It has come to my attention that you have aquired a 'boyfriend'. From what I am to understand, the 'boyfriend' does not properly worship your cats as you do.
   I want to remind you that we have been worshipped before the Pyramids of Egypt Stood. It is our right and our Due. 
   I would also, in a kindly fashion, like to point out that obviously, dear person, your Cats are your 'family'. They are your 'friends'. Unlike some cruel humans, we don't comment on when you have indulged over the holidays. We don't criticise your clothing, lack of it, or make fun of your Hello Kitty fuzzy slippers. We don't care if you order a pizza at three am and eat it while indulging in 'Spartacus' on Netflicks. Indeed, we keep you company, as many of us enjoy pizza, and are rooting for those lions. We offer you purrs and kittydances when you're not feeling well, give you rough licks when you're crying, and understand that sometimes a paw on the hand or shoulder....bestowing the Power of the Paw....is the best thing we can do when you're feeling lonely. We frisk and leap high to cheer you from a depression, we groom you when you're wistful. We play with you, and encourage you to eat well, so we can, too! We allow you to care for us, a divine chore once regulated to priestesses and High Priests. We graciously share our most wonderous gazes, blessing you with mysterious infinity. We leap into your lap and life...and ask so little in return. Affection, responsible health care, clean water, nourishing food, and devotion. 
    The person typing this for me, was wise. She based the choosing of her life's mate on the decision of a small grey and white cat named Bella. When Bella curled up in my now Daddy's lap, this was a 'go'. So wise of her, don't you think, to understand that Bella KNEW!
    And we do KNOW! We are blessed with instincts that sadly, many humans have buffered and put away. We SENSE good, we SENSE when there is someone we KNOW will be good. We are, you see, Sensitive, intuitive creatures. We choose our people. And we KNOW when our people choose people if they are worthy of them, and of the Felines who you have been choosen by to Attend, love and Grow with.
   Dear Human, your Felines speak to you without words, but with the most poinant communication. They can, if you listen, bestow much wisdom. 
    And I will try to 'affect' human reason, which for me is difficult, I admit.
   Why, Dear Human, would you want a person-any person- in your life who did not open their hearts to the very Guides that have trusted you to understand that you are treading paths together that will bring you wisdom, love, and growth! And oh, joy! For we love joy!
    If someone is telling you unpleasant things about us, then, really, they are commenting on Important parts of you, too! Would you dishonor your own life by so even considering their human words? For as such, they are without Honor.
   Dear Human, listen not to words, but to what your Feline's instincts are telling you. For if you can't trust your own, so long subdued, trust that we KNOW!
   A 'boyfriend' who asks you to remove us, or limit us in your life....that is no 'friend'. 
   If you are asked to remove us...soon you will be asked to give up other less wonderious things you enjoy, people you love and care about, and perhaps things you treasure. And all too possibly, Dear Human, when this Destructive person has finished, you will have little left. And would you so wish someone who would do this to be a part of your life?
    Dear Human, heed me. Your life is to be filled with joy and learning. A true 'Friend' will welcome us and marvel in us....the Wonder of Cat. 
    To accept less than that....it is not fair to you....or to those who love you, and who's lives and Souls so cleave to you.

Consider carefully.
With Wisdom incarnate,
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dear Santa Paws....for one night can you make me the size of a saber tooth tiger?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/755729</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 12:33:47 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Santa,
I know this is an unusual request, but I would like to be a Saber Tooth Tiger for one n ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Santa,
I know this is an unusual request, but I would like to be a Saber Tooth Tiger for one night.
I have seen pictures of them on mommy's computer. I know they are now 'extinct'.
    Daddy likens my small, sharp teeth to those of one. I suppose this will make it much easier for you to do!
    You may be asking yourself why?
    Well, you see, I get no respect here. I should like to go out to the front room and put that RB in his place once and for all.
    Then I would return to the shelter where I was for so long, and show them what I'm made of. Again, teach them a little lesson of respect.
    Heheheh.
    I suppose this is not a very 'Christmas' like request, but as an Elderwise Kitty I think I have a right to my 'bucket list', yes?
    My mommy lifted me into her arms this mroning and petted me, then played with me with 'Stinky Sock'. I really liked it.
   Maybe on Second thought, Santa, I'll stay me and just ask for some extra time with my parwrents.

love,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Merry Christmas, Happy Catmas and hello</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/755169</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 19 Dec 2011 08:42:46 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/755169</guid>
		<description>Ah, kit-tahs!
They have been putting on the steam heat every morning and my room is so cozy.
The d ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ah, kit-tahs!
They have been putting on the steam heat every morning and my room is so cozy.
The daddy loves it too! He likes the warm.
The mommy doesn't. She woke up this morning and said the bedroom resembled a hot house for exotic blooms.
Well, hello Mommy. I am a Cat Flower. I demand warm that surrounds me like a blanket.
And sweet bliss, it's all around me so that I can relax and enjoy it.
You see, last week they did not ahve it on, and my little ears were freezing. I don't like it when it's chilly. But now, it's been lovely.
    Mommy said she notices that we all love it, but especially Bella as well. We loll in the nice warm steam heat of the cozy apartment.
    When it's like this, I sleep in with Daddy. Breakfast will come and I don't have to threaten him-it's too pleasant to relax in the warm comfort of steaming air and enjoy. Breakfast is more well regarded when I have been warm and had my beauty rest.
    And today is cold out...Mommy opened the window so that just a little of the cold air comes in...she said she needs to breathe. I say 'what is wrong with you....don't you know drafts are bad for you? AND FOR ME!!' But I like to smell the air...there are interesting smells out there.

      But for now...ah, back to napping...til supper time.

purring....
Natalie the Natcat Tiny Face Tiny Paws Hothouse Delicate Flower.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>the Natcat Pontificates: Some words on this time of year and 'advice on your purebreed kitten'</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/754143</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 13 Dec 2011 12:00:44 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/754143</guid>
		<description>Oh Kit-tahs,

My my my!
The other day, I was laying in my little bed, bemoaning the cold, screami ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oh Kit-tahs,

My my my!
The other day, I was laying in my little bed, bemoaning the cold, screaming at mommy because I was soooo bored!!! and the cold floor bothered my tiny paws!
 
I was reading catster diaries over mommys shoulder and imagine my startled orange face when I came upon a diary about 

'choosing and caring for your persian kitten'.

I do not remember who's it was. It had a very sweet little kitten on it. But the 'advice', ah, kit-tahs....

WHAT IS WRONG WITH HUMANS?

And so....I will, being the Natcat....provide you with a 

'Guide to caring for your Elderwise Kitty:

'While it may be tempting to give in to your emotions, and choose the sad but withdraw little kitty on the floor.....

well, if you have any gumption, you will adopt that kitty and take her home and she will thrive and florish, and show you that she is a Very Special Cat! She will become a fiesty elderwise kitty with lots of spunk....becuase she is a survivor!

'Remember, you may be able to take your cat back to the breeder if there is a problem'

Just try, sweetie. Just you try.

Hmmmmmm

Dear Human who reads this:

As I sit and eye you through topaz eyes,  eyes taht are both wondering and mysterious, and defiant and playful and dancing with mischief, I am amused and hopeful.

At this time of year, Catmus to us, Solistice as well, the world swings back into balance. As I read things such as the above, and wonder at who could 'buy' a kitten and then 'return' it if it were ill, as though it were an inanimate object that had no feelings, I am reminded that something warm and wonderful looks out for us, we felines, and a low purr fills the air.

Dear little Cats, no matter your Breed, for what is 'Breed' but a way for humans to define what is undefinable?.... We are all mysterious, sacred, and beloved. Be you small and fuzzy, or large and grizzled, with tatted ears and years of battle behind you.....I whisper 'Have faith, have hope...believe in love!'

For those of you who love the small and large felines who journey into your lives and love so well and truly, I salute you and honor you. I ask you, who are such humans, to consider us, the Elderwise who sit upon the chair in the corner-who sun ourselves on the window ledge, who walk stiffly into the kitchen for a snack, and then leap and run like a kitten. I ask you to honor and assist as best you can the Friendless one, who walks alone across winter streets, sheltering inside cars for warmth, or shivering in winter sleet in a cold alley. Reach out and help, however you can, to love this feral but no less Divine Spirit of Feline.

Do not forget....the spirit of light returns, and it was a 'stray' who found it's way to be born in a manger, and became, truly, a miracle in a cold world.

And to remember the little kitten that is a 'persian', bought as a soft plaything....the light in the little heart, the individual loving little creature that is not a 'thing' but has a little beating heart and warm and fuzzy soul, and deserves to be loved and cherished forever, not because it's a 'purebreed' but because it is a LIFE! 

and to do your best, always, to revere, nurture, and love the Spirit of all that is Feline, in whatever form it comes to you.

with love and trying to stay warm...
The Elderwise...
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny Face, Tiny Paws]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Purrs to you at the Bridge, Natasha my friend.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/752559</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 3 Dec 2011 15:18:28 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/752559</guid>
		<description>Oh Kit-tahs,

Some passings hit us hard.
Natasha's is one of them.
Natasha and I, and Sweets,
W ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oh Kit-tahs,

Some passings hit us hard.
Natasha's is one of them.
Natasha and I, and Sweets,
We all had our surgeries nearby the same time.
I felt kinship with them-perhaps my bond with Natasha too because she, like me, is Tangerine, a warm and kind survivor.
And now...
Well, I look at Mommy and I saw 'rrrow' and put my head down on my bed and gaze inward.
Natasha, thank you for being my friend.
I will miss you in your old cat form.
I'm sure your Spirit will come to touch noses with me sometimes.
And I know, as you fly free and enjoy your meal, and perhaps you are frisk and puff up and play with Ben,
And groom with all those furs you know and love who have gone before...
That you aren't so far away.

I miss you, though. And my heart....it has a place in it that aches for your passing.

But then, you are, and always will be, a very Special Cat.

love,
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Purring for Natasha! And for Kaci Sunshine!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/752358</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 2 Dec 2011 06:51:13 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/752358</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs!

Please, please purr strongly for two of my best friends! My friend Natasha is in  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs!

Please, please purr strongly for two of my best friends! My friend Natasha is in the vets having a sonogram, and her Mistress Mommy is very worried about her. Natasha and I went through surgery nearly at the same time-she to have an eye removed due to the big C, I for my breast cancer.

Natasha is in the hospital due to what might be liver issues as her 'values' are elevated. They are concerned it could be the 'big c' (I refuse to capitalize it and give it that sort of importance.)

Natasha is amazing, and now is estimated to be 17-a Truly Elderwise Cat!

Please, please purr for her! Let us all purr in Unison for this wonderful Elderwise Elder to have many happy and healthy years ahead!

Also...

Kaci Sunshine is my 'kitty twin' and I am very attached to her. She is having health issues also, and needs a dentistry. She's an Elderwise Elder as well, and may Cats Preserve us, my 'fur brother' Ruffy is Obsessed with this extremely attractive and very pretty little ray of Sunshine.

Both these lovely ladies deserve so many more years with their wonderful families.

As we 'get up there', many of us have so many of the same issues. 

I've seen the magick of Catster and the Power of the Paw.

Lets Purr and RAISE OUR PAWS!!!!

Let Natash and Kaci be well and thrive!

love,
Natalie the Natcat
Tiny Face Tiny Paws]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Harnesses and halls....my reluctant adventure into the hallway!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/751880</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 29 Nov 2011 10:07:12 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/751880</guid>
		<description>Well,
They have been talking about it for months now.
They put the harness thing on me. It was ok. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well,
They have been talking about it for months now.
They put the harness thing on me. It was ok. I allowed Daddy to put it on and wore it, no problem. Then the leash got attatched.
And then, Daddy picked me up, and carted me through the living room. I saw the other cats. I hissed, I growled. I told them I'M BAD!
And then...
We were out in a place with strange smells and that looked different. It did not look like our small apartment, with good food smells.
It had many smells.
Daddy put me down. But he and mommy were standing, and I was way, way down on the cold floor!
My paws were freezing!
I screamed! I screamed again!
I screamed my distress scream and looked up at Daddy with big scared eyes and yelled!
Daddy picked me up. "It's ok, Natalie!' he told me. "It's ok. It's just the hallway! We wanted you to get used to the leash and get a little exercise!'
   And thank goodness, he carried me back inside. He let me sit in his arms in the living room, but the other cats were making me growl and hiss. So then he bought be back into the bedroom, took off the harness thing. He bought me a plate of food and I ate, t hen mommy petted me some.
Ah, but that was scary!
I wonder if it will happen again?
Scary place!

Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Thankful for my Family, my friends, and a year ago this week I came here!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/751042</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 24 Nov 2011 10:31:14 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/751042</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs!

Happy Thanksgiving!
I would like to thank everyone who ever so kindly sent me pm ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs!

Happy Thanksgiving!
I would like to thank everyone who ever so kindly sent me pmail and presents for my 'gotcha' day this week. 
   It's hard to believe a whole 'year' has gone by, but then we cats measure time so differently. We, as timeless ambassadors of silly seconds and mystic moments live in the 'now' as perhaps no other creature can.
    Yet, time stands still for no cat. It creeps on with small padded paws, and peeks around the corner to gaze back upon you.
    This week, last year I came here. I was welcomed by my human family, my person, my wonderful daddy who put me on his lap first and who I purred for, and my mommy who's spot I lay on whenever she's not here...but wait, it's really my spot!
   Catster family, you, too, have become family. My special friend, Queen T, who battled breast cancer and who so kindly comforted me when I too faced it! Even at that time the other cats here-in the beginning even the RB wasn't unkind.
    And here again, Tiny Moe, my little Ingen, my friend Sweets and the Striped Menace, Natasha, Daisy from Troutown, Lacey, Momma Ivey, Kaci Sunshine,...well, so many lovely furs of every hue and size...thank you.
   And to the gentlemen cats amoung you...Roo, who humbles me with his depth and bravery, the Catfather because he's The Catfather, Big Harry because he's a kangaroo kitty and I'm a smaller version-a wallaby with my long back legs...and well, all of you...all of you...
   You are my second family.
   
   I believe in miracles.
   I was taken out of a cage, taken into warm arms, hugged and fussed over, brushed and loved, and spoken too, kissed and told how wanted I was. I was given good food, fresh water, a warm bed and a clean box. I had surgery that saved my life, and chemo that kept me going. My mom and dad rescued me, and kept me assured that I was forever home.

   I had purrs from the best...and I thank you all for them. For you are all the best friends an Elderwise kitty could have.

So, kit-tahs, I have much to be thankful for. 

I have you.

With humble thanks and purrs....
Natalie the Natcat, Tiny face, Tiny paws.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Cyber bullies and Standing One's Ground-ps-it's probably the RB</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/750508</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 21 Nov 2011 14:10:05 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/750508</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
I was sitting here, minding my own business, when the Catster Community Times flash ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
I was sitting here, minding my own business, when the Catster Community Times flashed me and I opened it to Ingens page. And imagine my surprise when I opened it to read what the dear little Ingen and said and saw her mom's angry (completely justified my dear) post.

    Now, I'm bewildered by this whole thing. But I do say this-a few weeks before someone had said something mean on Blizzards page, apparently.

   Only someone very stupid or foolish would do that. Blizzard, after all, is the Cat Father. Mice Heads will appear in your bed or worse.

    Which leads me to believe there is only one who could do this:

The RB.

Consider: He's a likely looking sort, all grey and sneaky eyed. He waits til mommy leaves in the morning, or when he believes she's gone and then hot foots it to the loveseat beside Bella and takes the cushion next to hers.

    He'd usurp me here if he was allowed. But so far, thankfully, he isn't. 

    Now, I don't know what the RB's motivation would be, but maybe he hasn't one. Maybe it's simply because he can. He's an odd, sneaky fellow, that RB. One must watch him. Of course, I'm safe in here, but maybe he has access to a computer, and is spreading mayhem throughout Catster, becuase he is a frustrated, angry grey cat.

Of course, that's my take. Think as you like. 

That said, my feeling about being a 'cyber' bully is just wrong. If you have a bone to pick with someone, then face them. If you're being bullied here, then say something. 

Now, that said, if you're being bullied, if people are saying something hurtful, then please let them know they've said sometihng hurtful. They may not know....why, because sometimes they don't know. Not everyone knows when they hurt people's feelings. Unless they are the RB. He KNOWS!

I always thought his name should have been Rasputin.

However, I digress again.

Not everyone know's when they have hurt another's tender feelings. Cats rarely do this. However, sometimes people may. If a person has, then address them. Let them know. 

That said, I will leave it here. I do not like that another person has been hurt, or accused of harming their beloved cat...how hurtful that must be. I know mommy and daddy are hurting over the Mean Rescue Lady (MRL). So we know that this isn't pleasant.

I blame it all on the RB. But then, I simply can't prove that. But someday he will be found out.

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>So glad I was rescued....and when is a rescuer wrong?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/748424</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 9 Nov 2011 13:20:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/748424</guid>
		<description>Dear Kit-tahs,

Have you noticed that I am, shall we say, strong willed and strong willed spoken?  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tahs,

Have you noticed that I am, shall we say, strong willed and strong willed spoken? Some would say that I'm plain spoken. Perhaps I am.

I was lucky in that I was taken in from the streets and I am even luckier that my pawrents saved me and got me out of the rescue when they did.

This week, when mommy and daddy went to get our cat litter, the woman who owns the store, who also owns a wholesale business that daddy used to get supplies for the cat house for told daddy that the rescue lady refused to pay the last bill, claiming that daddy did not deliver the supplies she ordered. This lady told Daddy that the rescue lady said that Daddy was a scam artist, a thief and hiding out somewhere.

Mommy stood there, her mouth open. She started to cry. I GET MADE WHEN MOMMY CRIES!!!! 

Now, Kit-tahs, I don't say much about my humans. Lets face it, humans, as much as we love them, well, they aren't as smart as us. But my humans got me out of a bottom cage at that rescue. They took me to Big Vet, got me checked, had surgery done on my ears and got my cancer and then took me for Chemo. 
The vet who did my ears said tht they had never been touched, the dirt in them was from years and years of neglect.

I am not going to say ill things about this rescue, but I am going to say something here. My daddy may not be perfect, and he's made serious mistakes. But he's a good man, loves all cats. He and mommy spent their own money on the cat house, on the little Cee Cee cat. 

It grieves me that this Rescue lady has said these mean things. While there are problems in my human family, I will be the first to say that my daddy is my warm blanket-my heater at night. He's a kindly man. He might have made bad mistakes, but he wouldn't ever have done anything that would deprive the Cats...any cats, especially cats he loves........of anything they needed. That he loves the Cat house cats is not questioned. I know, for it was my pawrents money that paid for Oscar B. Wilde's exam and treatment at Big Vet. As it was with Cee Cee and big vet. 

I am lashing my tail, my ears are back. I stand here and I hiss and say 'Bast does not like Ugly!!!!' Remember, certain Rescue Lady, that I languished in my cage for months. That you did not get my ears treated. That you did not have my cancer addressed. That you called my mommy and my daddy about Princess, and asked them to take her in. That you would call my daddy and ask him to do this and that...
 
     And they didn't mind. Mommy and Daddy love all cats. That this has hurt mommy....well, that says alot to me. 

     We, fey spirits in feline form....comical and endearing, restless, wild, filled with mystery and wonder.....we are all that is the Goodness of Cat. And there is another side to us too..for remember, our leap into the world of shadow has been written before writing was born...it was told at the most ancient fireside. 

    And I, as the Elderwise One, call upon all the Spirits and All that is Feline to harken to the aid of my beloved pawrents. And to, in this hour, protect them and shield them from Harm. And to Bring to them that which will surround them with comfort and love.

    I am the Reckoner. I am that Which is born in shadow, and thrives in light. I am that Ancient and Elderwise Cat that calls to account all that is.

And I stand before my Humans. And I say ENOUGH.

In a circle of protective light as bright and thick as my fur.

Natalie the Natcat
Elderwise Elder of the Cat Clan

We cats...when we are angry...when we are aggressive with one another, or in self defense....we do not use the mean words you do. You, who are supposed to be the 'Superior' Species, well, I shake my little head in disbelief.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>sigh......what is Catster doing?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/747775</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 6 Nov 2011 08:31:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Where are my diaries? 
I can't see them! Can anyone else?
How do they expect an Elderwise kitty to ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Where are my diaries? 
I can't see them! Can anyone else?
How do they expect an Elderwise kitty to pontificate if she can't post to her public?

Really!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Afternoon naps in pools of sunlight and cold ears</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/747297</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 3 Nov 2011 07:42:58 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,

I love my sunshine. I have a little bit of it that comes to me in the morning, th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,

I love my sunshine. I have a little bit of it that comes to me in the morning, that I warm myself and lay in. The thing in the corner hisses heat but yesterday it was not on. I enjoyed my sunshine patch and then had to move to the snuggly spot by the covers...and then to my little bed.

Sometimes my ears get cold if I don't lay on them properly. We all learn, don't we, how to lay on our heads so our ears are warm? Well, I don't do it the  yoga way, I put my paws up over my ears. Mommy said it looks as though I'm saying 'woe is me! woe is me!' in my sleep.

Silly Mommy.

I get her up at 5:30am. Daddy's up at 4, but I don't like his spot. I like him....and don't like it when he goes out in the front room...unless it's to bring me something to eat. Then instead of staying he goes out front again to those other....Cats. Yes, them. Including the RB.

So then, I must get Mommy out of what is properly MY SPOT. I have to yowl close to her to let her know that she needs to move. She should know by now. Sigh. 

Humans are hard to train.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>For Queen T and her mom...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/745663</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 24 Oct 2011 14:08:25 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>When the caterpiller goes into the cocoon, it doesn't know it will become a butterfly...or does it? ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ When the caterpiller goes into the cocoon, it doesn't know it will become a butterfly...or does it?

Stormy, winter edge of Spring
Death and loss in darkness
Do we ever learn to sing
Or ever again know Promise?
But in that shadow before dawn
That can seem unending
There is a miracle of light
Nature isn't pretending

And the butterfly emerges from a small cocoon
Wings wet and still folded
What really can we say to that
In a miracle beholded
Transformation lost to us
But part of life and living
For we're not so different from her flight
As we practise peace and giving

Butterfly shakes out her wings
And tests them before first flight
And the sun begins to paint the sky
With roses, pinks and light
I open my eyes to a rainbow
Caught in a drop of rain
That Butterfly is drinking from
On my windowpane

And my Tiger marked Swallowtail
She catches a breeze and dances air
In a new and fragrant dawn
Sun rising without a care
And does she know or remember
That dark cocoon below
Or simply as she's flown away
Allowed herself to flow

And my little Swallowtail weaves a dance of joy
In a newborn Summer morn
She makes the world her toy
Finding her first blooming rose
She lands with graceful ease
And I lean out and watch her
Weave around bumblebees

So maybe thats the message
Caught in yellow wings
That dissapear in warm sunlight
And the wonder Summer brings
Because transformation just happens
It's a part of who we are
And faith is what we're made of
Since we wished upon our first star


Written some time ago by my mom, we know Queen T and her mom love butterflies, which to us, are the living symbol of all that life is...for it never ends....just transforms.

Thinking of all who have leapt back over the Rainbown, and all those butterflies who fly back to whisper 'I love you' to their loved ones on silvery wings.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Of bedrooms and little brothers</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/744016</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 13 Oct 2011 07:34:19 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
I've missed you all, so so much. That said, I've been having a rather ok time of it ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
I've missed you all, so so much. That said, I've been having a rather ok time of it with Daddy home. I managed to walk across his face at least once a morning to remind him that I AM THE MOST IMPORTANT CAT HERE!
    I am also the only cat with my own room, and I have been serioiusly condiering redecorating. I mean, why the pawrents haven't figured out that this is my bed, and I need more room in it, I don't know.
    Yes, Tabby's of Trouttown, you may feature me in one of your films. I deserve a starring role, and yet, I have yet to achieve star status by having a bed to my own. The pawerents do think they can squeeze me into a spot between them, and then they complain when I plant my little back legs agaisnt their backs and PUSH THEM OFF!!!!
   Mommy ignores me. It's only when I walk across Daddy's head that anything happens. He grumps and then, finally will get up and feed me, which is usually why I'm forced to extreme measures-I don't understand why my breakfast isn't there waiting for me when I wake!
   Lately an Impudent little creature has been poking it's paw under the door. I smack! smack! Smack! Smack! But it keeps coming. The rest of it can't fit under the door, or it would be in serious trouble. That said, it's annoying. I hiss...it doesn't seem to matter. An invader-put up to it by the RB, I'm sure. I've heard Ruffy say it's our 'little brother'. Well, it sure looks annoying to me. It better stay out of here if it knows whats good for it!

Do, kit-tahs let me know how you all do! How is my Big  Harry? He looks so handsome in photos lately! And Roo? He's such a Catly cat! And how are you Sweets? How is the Menace?

love to all,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>What are you doing and why is this pink thing around my person?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/737463</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 8 Sep 2011 10:50:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
What if I were to start off a diary that began:

'Dear Natalie the Nat Cat,

To ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
What if I were to start off a diary that began:

'Dear Natalie the Nat Cat,

Today my human did an odd thing. She took a pink cloth like thing that went around my lovely neck and wrapped it around my body snugly and buckled it around my stomach. What is this? Whats going on here?'

And I would have answered :'Obviously, your human has taken leave of their senses. They are pretending you are a human infant, who carries their litter box nastily around them. Escape to under the bed until they hopefully come to themselves again.'

But you see, dear Furs, this is what happened to me.

My human mother trundled me into this contraption that came down over my head and neck and buckled around my middle. I wasn't fond it it. We kept looking at each other, she considering whether or not I would bite her, I  contemplating doing just that, but liking the little pets and crooning talk except then this thing was on me!!!

Mommy called it a 'harness'. I have heard this term in relation to horses. I am not a horse.

Daddy came and saw me in it and told me what a pretty little NatCat I was. And then, thankfully, he removed it. He said that we'd 'get her used to it a ltitle at a time'. I was not very thankful to hear that...but apparently, the 'plan' is to harness me to a long rope like thing and 'take me out'. I hope they don't mean that the way the Catfather would. Hmmm.

But one thinks that they wouldn't mean it in that way. I mean, they do love me...but then they discussed taking me for a ride in the car and then 'getting me used to the harness so I could get some air and get out for awhile'

I don't know, Kit-tahs. This has not yet come to pass. I am not sure of it. They would place me in 'my carrier' first,and then we would go somewhere in the car and they would park and let me walk around in the car only, 'getting used to things'. Mommy isn't sure she wants me out on a harness even, til I'm 'chipped'. Chipped? Now what awaits me? 

Mommy told me 'Don't worry, Natalie, Bella is Chipped."

Well, now thats a reassurance, mom. So will I turn into a crochety little cat with lots of fur and attitude?' 

(I heard you through the door, Ruffy, and you saying I already am, so I will remember this when we next meet!)

But it appears they have 'adventures' in store. Sigh.

Humans are worrisome, aren't they?

Awaiting my fate here...

Natalie the Natcat Tiny Face Tiny Paws]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My job is to make them pay attention to me!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/736170</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 1 Sep 2011 09:53:44 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs!
Mom is exhausted. Dad is tired. I'm vocal and very very needy lately.
The new kitt ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs!
Mom is exhausted. Dad is tired. I'm vocal and very very needy lately.
The new kitten seems to have thrown the dynamic here off, even though he's not here with me in the bedroom.
Mom and Dad share my bed at night and mom spends as much time with me as possible before she goes to work. This is difficult for her, I guess, because I'm in the bedroom and she has 5 others now in the living room area.
   Mom's noticed since CK's arrival, despite that he's not in this room with me-that I have become very very needy and demanding. 
   My pawrents can't seem to understand that I WANT ALL THE ATTENTION!
    Mom has told dad that we need to get me a harness and leash ASAP as she feels I need some safe time out of this room.
    Mom starts school tonight, so it's just going to be dad. They both have tomorrow off.
    The BRAT may be caged in here again.
    Apparently he's at Ruffy. And of course Ruffy, being 4 times his size appears to be letting himself be beat on with his collar.
    So one must endure my dears.
    But not without demanding alot of attenion.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>My x ray is good, they took blood...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/734154</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 18:06:23 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/734154</guid>
		<description>And aside from a small infected cyst on my chin, I am fine. I have to have that washed with hexadrin ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ And aside from a small infected cyst on my chin, I am fine. I have to have that washed with hexadrine daily. 
I was suitably grumpy and alternately sweet when getting petted and told how lovely I was. 
I was cranky because as I tried to exlain to them, THAT THING IS IN A CAGE IN MY ROOM!!!!
However, I bore it with dignity. Whats a girl to do?
I am back, resting on my white pillow, being, as always, a NatCat.
I have to make them feel sorry they left me, after all.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Going to the vet tonight...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/734078</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 22 Aug 2011 13:20:45 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Ah, my dears!
There is a THING in my room. It's small, it squeeks, and I am most displeased.
The p ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ah, my dears!
There is a THING in my room. It's small, it squeeks, and I am most displeased.
The parents had the gall to leave me for a week. They left to care for me a lovely lady named Rachel, who has seen to my care at the vet.
She's a wonderful person.
However, they left. And I was very unhappy.
So last night, when they dragged themselves back home after being goodness knows where with that THING! and I greeted them with a loud demand of where they were, daddy lifted me up and said 'Gosh, look at NATALIE!'
Well of course, look at me! I was right there screaming at them!
But they picked up up and looked at me with worried looks.
They beleive I have put on weight that is not natural in the space of a week!
Sigh.
So tonight, I get hauled back to the vet...I had hoped to avoid this for the moment. But it's not to be.
I'm getting dragged back at the same time that character Ruffy is.
Only they are concerned.
I am not. I have been making demands of Mommy, who has been home today, all day. I am laying on my white pillow with a breeze coming in. I have been hissing up a storm.
    But they are determined, and so they will bring me back to the 'tortury' as Sweets would say.
   Ah, what one must endure, being a cat. 
   It gets no easier.

I shall, as alwys, keep you all posted.

However tonight I will be busy making mommy feel very very guilty for having abandoned me here for the week in the care of another.

It is so hard to get good staff nowadays.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Lolling, feline acne at my age, and still waiting for a chance to get out for a constitutional.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/731876</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 11:00:14 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
I know you have all missed me. Ah the drama! Catster goes catotonic and then all th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
I know you have all missed me. Ah the drama! Catster goes catotonic and then all the drama here about CeeCee and that orange creamsicle I live with out in the living room.

Now, back to me. I am fairly well. I do have a sore on my chin. Mommy thinks it's some form of feline acne or I got it from resting my chin on my valarian root sock. Mommy has been putting an anti bacterial wash on it. I hate having the wash more than anything else.

I have been lolling on these hot days. Mommy knows I dislike the air conditioner, so she puts the little fan on in the bedroom for me when it's hot. She doesn't put the air on in here til she comes home if it's too warm. I enjoy the heat, so I don't mind too much, I like to loll in the sun.

I have heard mommy and daddy talking about measuring me for a harness. Daddy says he will, but hasn't gotten too it yet. Mommy gets exasperated and says she's going to pick me up and brng me to get measured...except she wants me to get my check up first, and then some advantage on me. Also, it has been hot outside, but i don't miuch mind the heat in here-I like to laze and be comfortable.

That Cat was here in my room, but just overnight. It was no trouble, I didn't even notice her. Mommy is not sure that I relly minded so much. Hwever, she didn't want to take any chances with me, and kept an eagle eye out, but I lay on the bed and snoozed and talked and then got my nose out of joint and pretended to be offended and ignored her. But I felt badly for the little cat...nocat should be treated badly by a vet. Hisss!!!

Well, Kit-tahs, it's a lovely breezy day. Time for my beauty rest here! Speak with you all soon, I do hope!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bring Back Baby and Mr. Spot!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/729853</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 26 Jul 2011 05:20:11 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>To the Human who believes they 'own' Mr. Spot and Baby:

This is Natalie the Natcat speaking! What ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ To the Human who believes they 'own' Mr. Spot and Baby:

This is Natalie the Natcat speaking! What? You don't know who I am? Ask anyone here! I am a formidable Elderwise kitty. I have large ears, a tiny face, and tiny paws. I have sharp little teeth.

I am not happy that you have left, taking Baby and Mr. Spot with you! This is not something that is good for Ingen! Ingen is my little friend!

I don't like that this has happened. We enjoyed reading about Baby and Mr. Spot. We don't know what happened, and we are really exasperated with humans. If only they would just hiss at one another, maybe a little swat, and each of you go to the other side of the room and groom the base of your tail or your paw. Then have a bite to eat and forget it. Thats the way to work things out.

I wonder if you have thought about how it will effect Baby and Mr. Spot. They have grown used to Ingen. They'll adjust. Maybe. Mommy and Daddy have a 'Cat House' cat in the hospital who's very ill becuase she starved herself-we think because someone seperated her from a cat she had grown up with. Cats have deep feelings for their people, but also for the other cats they come to know.

I am not sure what happened, but there is a reason I am a Nat Cat. You really need to return those kitties to Ingen. She misses them.

I am hoping that this matter will be resolved. I am purring for all involved.

Ingen, make sure Jen gives you plenty of extra attention and treats.

love,
Natalie the Nat Cat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Bring Back Baby and Mr. Spot!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/729852</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 26 Jul 2011 05:19:42 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/729852</guid>
		<description>To the Human who believes they 'own' Mr. Spot and Baby:

This is Natalie the Natcat speaking! What ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ To the Human who believes they 'own' Mr. Spot and Baby:

This is Natalie the Natcat speaking! What? You don't know who I am? Ask anyone here! I am a formidable Elderwise kitty. I have large ears, a tiny face, and tiny paws. I have sharp little teeth.

I am not happy that you have left, taking Baby and Mr. Spot with you! This is not something that is good for Ingen! Ingen is my little friend!

I don't like that this has happened. We enjoyed reading about Baby and Mr. Spot. We don't know what happened, and we are really exasperated with humans. If only they would just hiss at one another, maybe a little swat, and each of you go to the other side of the room and groom the base of your tail or your paw. Then have a bite to eat and forget it. Thats the way to work things out.

I wonder if you have thought about how it will effect Baby and Mr. Spot. They have grown used to Ingen. They'll adjust. Maybe. Mommy and Daddy have a 'Cat House' cat in the hospital who's very ill becuase she starved herself-we think because someone seperated her from a cat she had grown up with. Cats have deep feelings for their people, but also for the other cats they come to know.

I am not sure what happened, but there is a reason I am a Nat Cat. You really need to return those kitties to Ingen. She misses them.

I am hoping that this matter will be resolved. I am purring for all involved.

Ingen, make sure Jen gives you plenty of extra attention and treats.

love,
Natalie the Nat Cat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Lovebug tag...ah, Kit-tahs, the musings of the Elderwise Natalie the Natcat</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/729408</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 22 Jul 2011 12:51:18 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/729408</guid>
		<description>New Game- Lovebug Tag! To play, copy the 6 questions below and paste/answer them in your diary! Then ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ New Game- Lovebug Tag! To play, copy the 6 questions below and paste/answer them in your diary! Then tag some friends to play, too!

1. Meow! Are you a noisy kitty or a quiet kitty? 
I'm very vocal. I am a little deaf sometimes so tend to SCREAM AT MOM AND DAD IN THE MORNING OR WHEN THEY DON'T PAY ATTENTION WHEN I WANT THEM TO!

2. Litterbox! Cover your business or let some other kitty cover? I cover. Sometimes though I'm a bit constipated and take a bit back to the bed with me. This does not please either mommy or dadd. 
3. Happy! Favorite Daily Routine?
Being petted, spoken to, snuggled with and played with. I love to play and grab things in my little mouth. 

4. Hiss! Least Favorite Routine?
Having to take any sort of medicine.

5. Ding-Dong! What do you think about visitors to your house?
I expect them to come in and dote on me, of course.

6. Friends! Do you like other animals?
I do not, unless they are my catster friends. 'I vant to be aloooone dahling.'

So everyone...consider yourself tagged. The game is rather amusing and spreading acorss Catster far and wide.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A warm 'rrrow' to a cat I didn't know....Cats Speed Miss Charlotte</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/729255</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 21 Jul 2011 10:07:34 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Just a little sad word:
Miss Charlotte passed to the Bridge.
I will have my work cut out today lat ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Just a little sad word:
Miss Charlotte passed to the Bridge.
I will have my work cut out today later cheering up mommy and daddy.
I didn't kow Miss Charlotte...and I have a reputation as fierce kitty.
But I salute and honor all Feline Elderwise gone before.
And with a gentle meow I salute you, Gentle little Kitty.

Purrs please for the many humans who loved her at the Cat House, including the volunteer who was going to take her home.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ask Miss Nat-Advice for the Catster Furs!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/729105</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 20 Jul 2011 07:57:48 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello, Kit-tahs!

I have been having a warm summer, but don't mind. Actually, mommy leaves the air ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello, Kit-tahs!

I have been having a warm summer, but don't mind. Actually, mommy leaves the air off for me during the day and puts a fan on. They she gets worried and tells daddy, who gots home earlier,t o run home and put on the air conditioner for me because 'that room gets hot'. Daddy says he notices I don't seem to mind much, often I am yelling at him when he comes in, but on occasion, I have been streched out on the bed. As I don't hear too well sometimes I don't hear him, you see.

But I have been thinking...because of all the drama around here, that I would author an advice column for the Kit-tahs.

Below are from my first writers:

'Dear Miss Nat-Cat,

I'm a really lovely smart young cat who is being forced to share my domain with other cats. I was not here first, but I am of royal Russian Blood, and resent these commoners. What ever shall I do?"

Signed,
A lovely Smokey grey cat.

Dear RB,

(I'm not dense, I did figure it out!)
There was once a young woman who claimed to be a Princess from Royality. She had a lovely name and was Russian. She was the last known real Russian royality that might have been that I recognize.
Contrary to popular opinion, you are not the Center of the Universe, just a legend in your own mind. Good thing you're not in this room. Get over yourself.

Signed,
Natalie the Natcat

Dear Natalie,

There is a very adorable and funny little kitty on Catster that I like so much! He's a 'special needs kitty' and Mommy even thinks he is cute! I would like to know him better, but I'm shy! What shall I do?

Signed,
Princess Antonia Llewellyn of Kew Gardens

Dear Dustmop,

There is nothing wrong with 'Special Needs', believe me, ROO, the most handsome cat in the world, a model of Feline Greatness, is 'Special Needs'. 'Special Needs' means SPECIAL! Just send him a little present, drop him a note, and let him know that you like him. Oh, and it might if you vacumed your fur before hand or he'll think that there is a dustcloud lingering over your correspondance.

Hope this helps and makes you think twice before sniffing under MY DOOR,
Cordially,
Natalie the NatCat

Dear Natalie, 

I am worried about Mommy. She has little leaks in her eyes sometimes at night. I know she is worried about me. And about EveryCat that is out there, that she wants to help. How do I help mommy feel better?

Mommas Precious Kitty Girl,
Bella

Dear Bella,

Oh my dear, 

Cats can do one thing no other creature can. We can Purr. Just purr Bella. Use the Power of the Purr for all it's worth. It is our gift to the less furred.

Purring with you,
Natalie the Natcat

Dear Natalie,

I have all these Gircats that like me now. I...well, I love them all. I want to take them out on dates, and share some chicken (got any chicken?). I love Ingen, because she's so little and precious. I lay my kittyheart down at Kaci's paws, because she is so lovely. I have a secret Admirer who's royalty and really so pretty....and then, there is the sweet little baby that isn't even a year old yet....and, well, I'm simply so in love with the furrs...and even now there is a little annoymous kitty that I don't know!!! What do I do? 

Dizzy and confused and in love,
Orange Ruffy

Dear Orange Ruffy,

Firstly if you go near that under age kitty, you will go to Kitty Jail. You won't like it there. You will have large, mean cats like the CatFather to put you in your place there. You leave that babycat alone! And as for the rest, well, I guess they don't live with you and don't know. Send them here. I'll give them an earful about what you're really like...

oh, and have a nice day. Hope that helped.

Natalie the Natcat


So what do you think, kit-tahs? Would I not be the best advice columnist on Catster?

love and deep throaty purrs to you all!
Natalie the Natcat Tiny Face Tiny Paws]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hello Kit-tahs, and a special request from Natalie for a Senior Blind kitty in NY in need of a home</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/728247</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 12 Jul 2011 11:09:45 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/728247</guid>
		<description>Dear Kit-tahs,
Every once in awhile something happens that makes me realize just now lucky I am.
M ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tahs,
Every once in awhile something happens that makes me realize just now lucky I am.
Mommy and Daddy work with a local rescue. Well, at one of the rescues locations, a very pretty, Elderwise kitty who is also blind was left in a box on their lawn.
   She is about 18. She came in to their location in bad shape-matted and malnourished.
   She has been loved back to health by shelter staff and everyone at the Freeport location, and is much loved. But I remember too, how frightening it is to come into a shelter with so many animals, when you really need a home of your own...elderwise kitties...and with the double whammy of having to deal with not being able to see. Yet this kit-tah uses the box and is a very affectionate little lady.
    Mommy and Daddy would love to have her, but we know the situation here. Even I, if I could have the RB go, would offer her a home. But alas, the RB is here to stay.
   The kitty's information is here:
http://www.bobbiandthestrays.org/AnimalDetail.aspx?id=710&type=cat.

Her name is Nevaeh. She is at the Freeport Shelter. 

We know that many of our friends have many cats, and are at their 'capacity' as well. But if anyone can help, please feel free to contact me, and I'll forward the message to Mommy, or you can contact Bobbiandthestrays.org and go to adoptable cats list and see her for yourself...and consider.

I believe in the Magic of Catster. And I believe no little 18 year young elderwise blind kitty should have to live in a shelter.

with love,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>We know how to be cute-coming to you from the sunny window ledge with a tiny little 'mew'.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/727806</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 8 Jul 2011 03:55:51 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/727806</guid>
		<description>Mommy put me up here. Every once in awhile I say 'mew' or 'mrow?&quot; in a very cute litel voice. I'm la ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy put me up here. Every once in awhile I say 'mew' or 'mrow?" in a very cute litel voice. I'm laying on the sun in my window sill, screened of course. And mommy is typing for me. But every once in awhile she comes over to cuddle me and talk to me and pet me.
It is no more than my due. But it's pleasant, just the same. 
Sometimes when she puts me up here she watches the squirrels and birds with me. Sometimes I watch alone. Sometimes I just stretch out as I do now, and relax and enjoy the slight breeze, the sun, and the air.
   Kit-tahs, we all know how to wring that attention from our folks, don't we? It's something of the inner kitten.
   Bella does it by a little 'rrrow' or 'rrrpt?' and stretching out to mommy. I just sit here and look out. 
   Ugh oh. Mommy now noticed I rubbed at the sore from the feline acne on my chin. Now she'll come with that peroxide stuff...ugh.
   Star at her cute...but it makes no difference.
   Mommy! Enough! But she's determined to wash it now.
   Well, I hope all of you have a wonderful day there and enjoy all the attention you can get...without getting your chin washed.

love to you all, Kit-tahs,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hot summer days-way too cold nights...or, mom and dad, why do you put on the cold box?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/727617</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 6 Jul 2011 12:14:28 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/727617</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,
I love the heat, when I can stretch out in the sun on the bed, and ah, the warm is  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,
I love the heat, when I can stretch out in the sun on the bed, and ah, the warm is good for my muscles. I do miss having people around, I get lonely during the day now that mommy is back to work. She was off for a week,and I got to spend a bit of time with her, though it was hectic for her...she stated she didn't get to spend half as much time with us as she wanted to.
    I do like it when mommy and daddy come in and put on the air for a little...it cools the air. But I don't like it when it's on for too long. They get hot quickly, and I don't. And it gets cold and I have to snuggle down next to them so they can warm me up. 
   Mommy bought me a little house bed that is fleece and warm inside, but I would rather sleep with them.
    The RB sometimes screams at the door to come in, but when daddy has taken me out in his arms, I hiss and growl and he worries I'll fight, so I have the room to myself. I like it...but I would rather have more space and alot more company. Mommy still hasn't gotten me a harness yet. She got one, but it was too small, so she'll probably use in on that BUB. 
    So today I'm relaxing here...and enjoying the summer...and feeling and smelling rain in the air.

Aren't afternoon naps lovely things in the warmth of summer?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Happy 4th weekend from your Elderwise Kit-tah!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/727057</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 1 Jul 2011 04:45:35 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/727057</guid>
		<description>Goodness....I can hear that RB scratching away in the box out there. I'm resting in my patch of sun. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Goodness....I can hear that RB scratching away in the box out there. I'm resting in my patch of sun. My daddy 'did' a yacht cruise for the rescue they work with and mommy helped. Daddy went to work and didn't have much sleep and mommy got up with him because....well, I have warned mommy about having that air conditioner on! I like it warm and I love the sun on my fur in the morning!

Mommy and daddy are looking into getting me a harness and lead, Mommy thinks I'd enjoy getting out for a bit, but safely. And now the RB is having a temper tantrum because mommy is taking dictation for me in here.

Mommy had the week off, but it was such a busy week that she was always on the go. She said she was 'home' but she was busy and alot of it was 'out'. Hmmm. Well, I'm going to claim my few hours, even if the RB does cry.

Mommy told me she'd like to go back to sleep, but that none of us let her...the RB will cry and cry. She said she may go lay on the sofa for a bit. Of course, I want her with me, too.

It's so sunny and warm, and I so love laying in my patch of sunlight.

May all of you have a wonderful 4th of July, stay away from the noise, and enjoy all the Goodness of being Cat!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Elderwise star kitties take heed...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/726389</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 24 Jun 2011 11:45:08 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/726389</guid>
		<description>Hello Kit-tahs. Have you missed Moi?
It's been a long few weeks, I know. I'm feeling quite well. In ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs. Have you missed Moi?
It's been a long few weeks, I know. I'm feeling quite well. In fact, I love the huge box with clothes they haven't gotten out of this room yet, as it enables me to sit upon it and gaze out the window at squirrels and birds. I talk with Mommy alot, sit on the computer desk, and help.

I go back for my rechceck soon. I feel good. I need more freedom, and mommy thinks I'm bored. She and daddy are looking into getting me a harness. She had one that is just a bit too small, she's going to try it on the Bub.
    
     Dear friends, I should like to know if anyone here is creative, and would like to create a video with me? I should like to have someone collaborate with me on 'Noms Cat Dance'. Daddy laughs when Mommy tells him I am a Star. Daddy says he knows it.

    But we have been thinking about this.

Mommy thinks I would be fine on a harness and leash. I don't know. But maybe it would be fun. Mommy said she would probably just see how I did for car rides with my carrier and take it slow. Mommy at my next check up is also going to ask about micro chipping me.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>For the Elderwise and their people.....</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/724926</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 10 Jun 2011 12:22:47 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/724926</guid>
		<description>As I lay in a sun patch and snooze up a storm
In the heat of the summer when it's nice and warm
I  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ As I lay in a sun patch and snooze up a storm
In the heat of the summer when it's nice and warm
I think of my friends that are Elder wise
That come in all shapes and colors and size
And you pet pawerents, you lucky one's you!
Because being Elderwise is a blessing to you!

Yes we can be cranky, yes we can be sore
When a small,furry paw meets a cold hard floor
Sometimes Arthur-itis rears his ugly head
Making us stiff when we get out of bed
And next thing a pill is shoved in our jaw!
So can you blame us when we get Smacky Paw?
And then sometimes water is put in our skin
Or sometihng in our food so we won't get thin
Yes, being Elderwise can be a challenge you see
But we still have fun and play with great glee!

Being Elderwise, we're wise and we Know
We purr in great wisdom, we engage the flow
We puff up our furr and dance sideways at dawn
Across a kitchen counter or a lush fenced lawn
We place our furry paw on your human hand
You see we know you're ours to command!

Being Elderwise, we snooze where we please
We growl at the youngers, or you, when you tease
We pace across counters, taste your dinner plate
Share laps with your company to show that we're great.

We contort into yoga, our leg above ear
As with graceful style we lick at our rear
Elderwise kitties, we strech on the floor
Then make a mad dash for an open door

I open my eye, and consider it all
It's grand and I'm happy and having a ball
I'm an Elderwise spirit in light topaz fur
As I knead and I 'rrrppt' and rumble a purr
And with Power of the Paw I toss blessings afar
Be proud Elderwise Kitties of all that you are!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hello all...lets remind Humans it's ADOPT A CAT MONTH</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/724715</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 8 Jun 2011 11:49:09 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/724715</guid>
		<description>My Dear Friends,
My pawrents and the other Kew Cats send out this message to all who would contempl ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My Dear Friends,
My pawrents and the other Kew Cats send out this message to all who would contemplate bringing a cat into their home...June is cat adoption month.
   I was adopted, and they are so lucky to have me.
   I want everyone to know I'm doing well, resting now on my blanket, napping in the heat of the afternoon that isn't too hot as mommy is home and has the air on.
   Please forgive me not posting...mommy has been sixes and sevens but is getting her breath and is typing now as I dictate.

Dear all who have too recently 'lost' a cat.

Please open your heart to another. We cats, well, especially we Elderwise, thrive in a home. Many of us in shelters or those of us eeking it out on the streets...we need homes, and so very much so. I know how lucky I am every time a food dish is placed before me, or when mommy plays with me. Or when Daddy cuddles me. 

I reach out a paw, and ask you 'have you hugged your cat today?'
And remind you...you're in my heart, always,

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Purrs for our pal, Xena, Queen T's little sister. Hang in there Kit-tah!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/724617</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 7 Jun 2011 12:40:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/724617</guid>
		<description>Goodness!
What a week!
With all this going on I may have to leave the comfort of my bed I allow my ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Goodness!
What a week!
With all this going on I may have to leave the comfort of my bed I allow my parwrents to sleep on with me and hide under it!

We just heard this news. We haven't been on much this week, because Mommy and Daddy have had some chaos...mommy's step dad is critical in the hospital. My darling dad goes back for a Pet scan on June 24th and may have to have chemo. 

Mommy and Daddy have been trying to catch up with Cat House stuff, and so haven't been able to dictate for me, and my Kit-tahs, you know it's hard for me to do this myself!

That said, I wanted to post on this.

This seems to be quite a time most of us are having.
It's making even our human companions cat a tonic. Well, we're cats, and we are tonics for them!

Xena, We are sending you power of the paw. Please know you aren't alone. I gave mommy a little nip today and a swish of my tail to remind her who's boss.

You remind that vet! And let your mom k now that you're a resilliant and darling, such a wonderous kitty! I think your name should be Xena, the Wonder Kitty!!!! 

No surgery keeps us down. Nope! I'm proof positive of that! I am the energizer kitty, waking daddy and mommy up at 4:30am because I want to eat!

You are felinekind, and you, too, have this abililty.

Know I'm purring up a storm for you here...and with a little stretch, my paw reaches out across the distance...and touches you in blessing.

with much love,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Sorry for the delay....update on me and on Daddy</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/722707</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 21 May 2011 12:56:40 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/722707</guid>
		<description>Thank you all!
And please, another round of purrs for my daddy. He has his next biopsy on his elbow ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Thank you all!
And please, another round of purrs for my daddy. He has his next biopsy on his elbow this coming Friday. 

The biopsy on his hip-it went well. The whole tumor was small, and taken out at the time of the biopsy, as well as the tissue around it, which was clear. The tumor itself was stage 2 sarcoma. It was small, kittahs, and thank goodness, as it was small, they feel it is all gone-and daddy may not need chemo or radiation. 

Please purr up a storm for him on Friday, which is the one on the elbow!

As for me, I am doing well. I have to have a 'follow up' x ray and exam, but I am doing remarkably! I have filled out and am enjoying sleeping on the bed, playing with my toys and if I could wish for more it would be that I could have the run of the whole apartment, but mommy and daddy say that I am the 'Tiny Natalie Terror' and growl and become vicious whenever I see the other cats...so that I have the bedroom to myself. But I bask in the sun in the morning and snooze in the afternoon.

Mommy apologizes for being a poor secretary...she's been so taken up with worry about my daddy, and of course, she goes to work daily as does daddy to pay for our cat food and litter.

I have missed you all, and want you to know that I think of you all a great deal! Mommy will be posting some pictures soon...

Back to napping for now...

love,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A sleepy rainy day-my day after last (hopefully) chemo treatment.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/720951</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 4 May 2011 07:11:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs,

I am laying all cozied up in the big bed I allow my parwrents to sleep in at nigh ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs,

I am laying all cozied up in the big bed I allow my parwrents to sleep in at night and warm my small orange body.
   Today I am snuggled in, I am nibbling my food.
   My treatment yesterday went well. My doctor says I'm doing fabulously! He told Daddy I come back in a month for a recheck and chest x ray.
   I did move when they were putting in the medicine and I have a bruise on my leg. I was also not as compliant as before. Doc thinks thats because I'm getting stronger and more fiesty with time. Daddy told the tech that now I will not allow the boys in 'my room' and she laughed and said 'A typical red-head'. I thrive, my darhlings. I prosper.
    I am not a typical anything.
    I am snuggled up here, and very annoyed because the RB was here in this room when I was gone-I sniffed everywhere and he had been in my box, on my scratching post, on my blankie!!!! That....that...RB!
    I don't know why Mommy let him in. Sigh. It's hard getting good help.
    I'm going to rest today-it is raining outside. Mommy has one small window open in here and I wish she would have closed it. She is under the impression that I need air. There is air on the planet, and I would have been happier to be warmer. But she did leave the big plush blanket on the bed for me to snuggle under.
    Last night I snuggled for a long while between mommy and daddy, and I turned my motor on full speed. Which is good because I was nice and warm and being doted on as it should be.
   At least I'm running properly. Daddy had to reschedule an appointment for the Cat House cats becuase our car, Snowball was not running properly and must go to the car vet today.
   Even the car gets stuff done. 
   Well, Kit-tahs, I am going to take my morning beauty rest! I want to thank all of you who are being so kind....Tink, Queen T, Roo, Sweets, Adorable Ingen, Tigger, Angel Alex and Lacey and Finn, Big Harry who is such a lovely gent, our kind Cat friend who shines as an angel Boxie Brown, Moe, Angel Marrakesh and baby sis Samsara, The Tropical Trouttown tabbies, Simba and the Cornwall Crew, our New Orleans friends,and well, every single one of you who have sent us such good wishes and purrs for myself and my daddy. Daddy's biopsy is Friday-keep those purrs coming! :)
    I wanted to take the time to thank all those Pet Pawrents who have been through so much these past few months...purrs to all of you, from this small and yes, 'Spirited' Elderwise kity. We love you all so very much]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hello Kit-tahs...what a week!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/719950</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 25 Apr 2011 10:10:23 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/719950</guid>
		<description>Dear Kit-tah ones,
I am so sorry for the delay in writing. So much has been going on here.
My dadd ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tah ones,
I am so sorry for the delay in writing. So much has been going on here.
My daddy is having a biopsy May 7th. Please send him lots of love, prayers and healing energy. The good news is that if it is 'that thing'-well, a bone marrow biopsy has been done and it has not gone into the bone. On May 7th, they will do a biopsy. It is an 'outpatient' thing, and Daddy will come home afterward. 
Daddy has some pain in his hip, his knee and his elbow. It was at first thought it was arthritis, but tumors have been found in these places.
He is calm and collected as ever. Of course, mommy is scared, but she's getting better. Mommy and I had a long talk. 'Look at me? What do you see? A small Orange Abbysinian mix? No, Mommy!!!! I am a NAT CAT! I am a Guide, and I am proof positive that love and good care overcome all!'

So, the woman has calmed down, which is only what one must do if one wants one's typist to get down to work.

I am well, myself. Enjoying the warmer weather and having this room to myself! I have been so enjoying frisking and playing, and have my own little toys. Just now I'm contemplating a sleep in my little bed. The window is open-screened of course! 

My sister Bella saw the vet this past week-her own vet, mind you! Dr. P said to watch Bella to my pawrents. Well, they do this all the time, anyway. Mommy, well somewhat obsessively. She is told that Bella may have a hyperthroid, and since Bella has thrown up twice today, she may have her little long haired self carted back over there to have her 't4' level checked.

Ah, well.

Mommy and Daddy have been spending time trying to get that Cat House in order. I humored Mommy and told her I might consider posting a picture of the cats and the place up there....as if you'd want to look at that as opposed to my lovely self.

Well, time for my beauty sleep!

kiss kiss to all,

Natalie the NatCat Tiny Face Tiny Paws.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I'm not the sort of cat to be pushed around in a 'carriage'.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/719179</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 18 Apr 2011 18:28:54 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Ah Kit-tahs,
Is the Catfather about?

This evening, daddy told mommy that he had, along with the  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ah Kit-tahs,
Is the Catfather about?

This evening, daddy told mommy that he had, along with the rescue's director, registered them for a 'walk' (well, really a run, but you can walk in it) for April 30th. Mommy looked at him and said 'and how am I supposed to do that with my heel spur?' And daddly looked sad and said it was already done. He said 'well, you know what? We'll borrow 'Lisas' (our neighbor) pet carriage and take Natalie!
   And I heard that...and I went 'what? Pur me in a carriage and take me out of my nice cozy room and expose me to the OUTSIDE WORLD?
   Well...hmmmm...it doesn't sound so bad, really.
   But then, I started to think about it. And there might be Goggies there. Goggies lived at the Rescue. They are loud creatures. They bark. They whine. They even drool.
   Yes, occasionally I drool too. But what does one expect frm a cat undergoing chemo?
    Well, I am wondering if I will go. I have mixed feelings about it, but they-the humans seem to be reconsidering it. Because mommy doesn't want me to get upset, and she thinks it's going to be a LONG DAY. She is giving daddy the kind of look I give Ruffy when he wanders into my space. Mommy has a heel spur. I don't know what that is, exactly except she limps around in the morning for awhile. 
   I do not deny that a nice sunny day outside in a padded coach with much comforts would not be a bad thing, perhaps! But the carriage might smell of other cats. And what if I should have to use the facilities? That would not be pleasant.
   I think I'd prefer to just loll about and meow at them in protest when they come home. Walk or no walk, I expect my dinner on time.

Ah, a lovely warm blanket awaits.
Nighty night Kit-tahs.
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>TCIF Thank Catness it's Friday-ah, to be me!</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 15 Apr 2011 11:02:49 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs!

Firstly, little tiny kittynips to Alex's person, Lisa. Lisa, darling, we hope you ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs!

Firstly, little tiny kittynips to Alex's person, Lisa. Lisa, darling, we hope you are doing well. We think having Finny and Lacey to keep you on your toes and amused must cheer you, darlhing. You just get yourself a little cup of tea, and remember, the Universe is evolving as it should. We don't want you sad...we do understand....sigh...because Louie's jump to lightspeed was just to sudden for mommy and daddy....but, truly....it will all be just fine.

Now, I will relay someting that will make you laugh.
This morning mommy was deep asleep, curled up on her side, and daddy was taking his time getting up. He kept looking at the clock and mumbling something. Well, I read his lips. And he was saying how he might be late for work....and then he would lapse back into sleep.

Well, my stomach does not know 'late' and I was hungry. I climbed daddy...like a large hill, and then I sat up on his shoulder and I looked into his face but his eyes were closed and I said "WROROOOOWWWWWWW!!!!" As in, hurry up and get me my food!!! There is something wrong here that my breakfast isn't sitting in front of me!!! You're late!!!! You're late!!!! What if you forget to feed me!!!! I'm going to faint from hunger!!!!"

Well, I guess sometimes I do meow loudly...as you may know...I am a little hard of hearing. 

Well, Daddy sat straight up and I was still on his shoulder and my little clawsies hung on and he went "OOWOOWWWWW!"
 
    But, he got up, kit-tahs. He got up and went away.
    So when he was going to get my breakfast, and I could hear the boys out there tripping him up and meowing for their food...I decided to go and use my litter box. I leapt down and to the box. But then when I came out the floor was VERY COLD! I ran across the room and leapt up onto the bed...right onto mommy's stomach and at the same time I said "ROOOOORWWWWW!!!!' as in: 'The floor is freeszing! Do you want my little pawss to turn to icicles? Why do you persist in having that window open? Don't you know that when it drops below 65 my ears begin to get cold? Do you want me to report you to the ASPCA for cruelty? I'm going to....' and I stopped, because daddy had come in with breakfast. And I stared up at him and protested when he put the food down because my paws and ears were cold so he had to wrap my little blanket around me when I ate. Mommy said 'thanks, Natalie.' And I said 'prrrrt!' which meant Thank you! Thank you so very much!

So all of you...have a wonderful Friday afternoon.

With a satisfied cat smile....

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The day after chemo, cloudy and damp here, but the heat is on and I am blissful-and an update on Bella</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/718538</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 13 Apr 2011 07:50:40 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings, my adorable friends? Have you remembered to cheek rub your humans today?
   Well, I am r ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings, my adorable friends? Have you remembered to cheek rub your humans today?
   Well, I am relaxing today, enjoying my leisure. I need it becuase yesterday was chemo. I am feeling fine. It was, as I said, 'the shot' which's side effects are feeling sick to the stomach and vomiting. But that probably will happen over the weekend if it happens. Today, otherwise, I have had my breakfast and I feel ok. It got cold and windy here last night and so the heat came on early this morning. Last night daddy heated up my heating pad in the microwave and I laid down on it, because it was chily. 
    Brrrrrr...it is supposed to be spring! Bring back the sun, I say!
   When I got home, I checked out my room. The RB had been in my little bed. I hissed to let Daddy know this would not be tolerated in the future.
    Before my pawrents came for me, they had to bring Bella to the vet. Bella was seen by a new doctor with the practice. She appears to be quite nice and gentle. She gave Bella a thorough exam, and then said that she was wondering if Bella might perhaps have a bladder infection. Mommy and she spoke about Bellas symptoms, since apparently Bella was hissing and growling and being very cranky, something she is not usually at all, and Bella had been this way at home, too a great deal last week. The vet explained that with CRF, the urine is often more dilute, and doesn't produce the enzymes needed to kill bad bacteria and that sometimes cats with bladder infections carried on in a similar fashion. Mommy said this made sense, as Bella was either in and out of the box more frequently, and she had known another cat with similar symptoms with a bladder infection. Blood and urine was taken.  Bella was sent home with clavimox which she gets twice a day and pain medicine, which she gets every 6 hours or so as needed-but it will have to wait til mommy or daddy gets home from work. Mommy didn't give it last night because Bella seemed very animated but did give it this morning with the antibiotics. 
    Bella is on alot of medicine now. That stuff plus the cosaquin plus the azodlyl. I'm glad I don't have to take anything.
   Mommy said that last night Bella was so humgry she ate her full can of pro plan and wanted more, but daddy said 'no, not too much or she'll be sick.' she was also begging for some corned beef, but daddy said no, because he thought it was too spicy. Grumph. I didn't get any corned beef either, thought I think the RB did. He is a sneaky beast who gets everything!
    Well, kit-tahs, I'm for another nap in the warm...who wants to join me on mommys special comforter she put out for me to nap on?
   Ah, life is good.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Third Chemo tomorrow, and alot of ruckus here this weekend</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 11 Apr 2011 19:03:13 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello, Kit-tahs!
I kiss kiss you all on each lovely cat whiskered cheek-except for Onyx, who is sim ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello, Kit-tahs!
I kiss kiss you all on each lovely cat whiskered cheek-except for Onyx, who is simply divine without....and we send lots of purrs that way, too.
   Well,it's been a lovely warm day. Mommy left her dresser drawer open, and I got into it and napped and then jumped to the windowsill from there! How wonderful!
   Don't you wish you could get in someone's drawers? (sly cat grin here).
   Such a ruckus here the past few days.
   My elder sister Bella has been unwell.
   A delicate soul, sure she seems that way. But I've seen that delicate soul leap down onto the floor and threaten to beat the Dustmop into Dust....till Daddy yelled.
   Daddy, I could even hear it as Daddy said in a booming voice, beating his chest like some Atticus Finch Tarzan 'I'm the Big Kitty here! This will stop!' This, after the RB slunk toward the frail little grey and white kitty who then got back up in her 'spot'. 
   The only one besides myself not involved in this display was Ruffy, who sat there, from what I heard, looking bemused. If it hasn't to do with chicken, it hasn't to do with him. 
    Bella, yes, she has been not well-and though I don't much like cat compitition, I do feel for her. We Elderwise, as we get up there in years...well, we don't lack for fiesty displays, but Bella's legs sometimes have seen better days...or so I was told right up til the time she threw herself at me that day like some deranged Angora Ninja and knocked me flat.
   Sure she's delicate. Sure.
   But I was worried. I know Apollos passing effected her somehow. Perhaps it was because she saw in Apollo something wonderful, strong and special. For my part, and perhaps I'm just a catty old tabby, I don't think he really returned those feelings. I mean, he is the Sun god, am I correct.
   But I am being catty now-and perhaps it's just that I am contemplating chemo tomorrow. All those wonderful male cats beside me, in their flimsy carriers...some even younger than I! Tomorrow-it's the 'shot'. And it leaves alot of time to find my way to those lucious boycats.
    After all, just because there is snow on the roof, doesn't mean there isn't fire in the furnace.
   And fondest sweet dreams for now. But to let you know I'm not such an old tabby with Bella-she is feeling a bit better this evening. And she is getting hauled to the vet tomorrow evening. And I will see she has one of my little toys to take with her...the valarian root one, thats calming, but that humans think stinks.
hehehe,
Til tomorrow, youngsters,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Yes, yes, well I meow loudly, so what?</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 6 Apr 2011 17:31:51 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>I meow loudly. I don't like it when the floor is cold on my paws. So what?
    Yesterday I ate too  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I meow loudly. I don't like it when the floor is cold on my paws. So what?
    Yesterday I ate too fast, and I threw up. So mommy comes in and sighs. And then she tells daddy 'well, can you help me, because we have to change the bedding, Natalie threw up...do you think she's ok?
    And Daddy comes in and goes 'honey, she is fine, she just ate too fast." 
   So mommy lifts me in my little bed and puts me on the wood floor.
   Then she and daddy set abuot making the bed. But I want to help, so I start scurrying around. And it's then that I start MEOWING!!!!! BECAUSE THE FLOOR IS COLD ON MY PAWS!!!
   And daddy starts laughing becuase he says I'm like the lady that comes into a movie theatre on a hot day and starts complaining about how cold it is and makes them turn down the air because she's cold! He said I was so funny standing there, staring up at him, yelling!!! 
   After the bed was made, mommy lifted me in my little bed onto the big bed. And then she bought me something else to eat.
    I love my mommy and daddy.
    But I need a rug down for my paws.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Another kitty who had a positive biopsy-kit-tahs, can we send out some love-and I hiss at Daddy!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/717271</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 1 Apr 2011 17:36:27 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>http://www.catster.com/cats/619396

Hello Kit-tah friends and fans alike,
I would like to let you ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ http://www.catster.com/cats/619396

Hello Kit-tah friends and fans alike,
I would like to let you know that I read the post by her mom this morning, and saw much the same reaction my mommy had. The questioning what to do, the worry.

I have let her know that I thrive, and of course, I do. I feel very well. 

But it is scary for our people, isn't it, and it worries them! 

Would any of you who have been so kind, would you go and reassure her and her mom? 

As for me, Chemo has not been too bothersome. I figure that more attention from more people is never a bad thing when they are adoring you.

And I have my Whiskers, thank you very much.

Last night, that Daddy of mine...he was teasing me. He kept tickling my back paws. He kept at it and I would pull away. He did this several times.

Than I had it. I mean, is the man dense?

I turned and lightning fast struck out at him with a SMACKY PAW!!!!!

I HISSED!!!!

I probably wasn't as good as Sweets...but it's hard to copy the original Smacky Tomato, and she is such a legend.

And Daddy was not upset. He laughed. The thinks I'm cute when I get mad. To quote him....'I like it when she crinkles her nose up and get fiesty like Granny Clampett.'

I'll get him for that. Yes I will. Wait til you sleep again Daddy. I'll walk across that Smirky face, just wait and see.

Purrs to you all, my friends,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Uh oh-if you throw up they take away the food or just give you baby food...and I'm not a baby.</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 30 Mar 2011 17:43:14 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Mommy came in this afternoon and saw I had thrown up on my scratching post. Mommy got worried. She h ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy came in this afternoon and saw I had thrown up on my scratching post. Mommy got worried. She had given me some hoity toity Newmans Own (not Newman the cat) food this morning and she worried that could have done it. Or that daddy gave me something wrong for my stomach. Or that this morning she gave me the Enisyl-F Lysine treats instead of my regular little treats. (they were good, too!). 
    So tonight, for my second supper....I GOT BABY FOOD. Now some cats like it, like Bella. I don't. It's funny, the RB will knock you down for it. He's been known to leap up to conters to lap baby food from the jar. But what can you expect from him? Humph. 
   I am laying in my little bed, purring like mad. It's warm here, and getting cold outside. And I'm cozy. 
   I heard mommy say to Daddy 'thats it for tonight for her'.

Did I mention mommy worries way too much when she needs to just relax?

Somedays, well, sometimes I just eat too much, like many cats. 
Burp. 
Oh, how dreadful. Please pardon my manners.

Blessings to all you kit-tahs out there.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Channel your Inner Kitten</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 29 Mar 2011 16:58:03 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Oh how I love my laser toy!
I think that it must be something about going after something that move ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Oh how I love my laser toy!
I think that it must be something about going after something that moves and dissapears. It's odd, the others don't much care for it, but I love it. Oh, except for the Dustmop. She does like it a great deal. 

   So my kit-tah friends out there....how many of you challenge your inner kitten? For we, the Elder-wise, are forever playful, even it's its just to loll about when we sleep. We accomplish the impossible, because no one told us that it couldn't be done. And if they did, we would not listen. 
   Today, I slept alot, it's true. But I also played with my laser with Mommy!
   I would love to fly like Roo, maybe he could take me flying sometime! But I can leap to the top of the bed, and leap down again! And my friend, Sweets, who has 3 legs is still running around and playing too!
   I bet they play all the time at Rainbow Bridge and dance and sing and carry on.
    So tonight, I challenge you...how will you channel your Inner Kitten? Will you perhaps make your person, tired and weary from a long day, smile or laugh?  
    Share with me these stories!

Magick becomes you, Kit-tahs. Magick is you...
always.

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Shelley Sue needs a new home!</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 17:29:43 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>http://www.catster.com/cats/1065270

Dear Kit-tahs and persons,

Mommy has been crying for an ho ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ http://www.catster.com/cats/1065270

Dear Kit-tahs and persons,

Mommy has been crying for an hour. 
Daddy told her the story about the man who jumped into the water when he saw the baby float by. He grabbed the baby, and 2 more floated by, he grabbed them, and well, he went under and they all went with him.

I am living in one room. The other 4 cats live in the other. I am not up for their company since 'the fight'.

But we are really concerned about Shelly Sue. Ruffy has asthma, and Daddy has COPD and mommy has Asthma as well. We know how difficult it can be. We also know with air purifiers it can be very controlled.

Shelly Sue needs a home. We are hoping, I am hoping, that perhaps someone here will forward her profile who will look at her and fall in love immediately. 

As I look at Shelly Sue, I see me. I was not lucky enough to be in a home at that point-I was lucky to be off the streets. I'll never tell about my past, but I know that my present is good. I was a cat with more problems than a shelter could deal with. I will always be thankful for my parents, my mommy and daddy, and my wonderful kind friends here on Catster. So tonight, I reach out to all of you with a small orange paw and tell you that we are all FelineWise under the color of our coats.

Shelley Sue needs a new home, and it's with all the purrs in my little body that I stretch out with everything Cat in me to send her and her mommy energy for this to happen...miracles do happen Shelley Sue. One happened to me.

With all of our love here,
Natalie the Nat Cat

I know how it hurts Shellys Mom to put her up for adoption.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Good morning world and I am feeling well and sending out purrs to those who have been so kind!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sat, 26 Mar 2011 06:20:30 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>This morning I arose, ate breakfast, had some fun with my laser toy! Last night's check up at the ve ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This morning I arose, ate breakfast, had some fun with my laser toy! Last night's check up at the vet stated I have healed very well and am doing fine! The vet said my coat looks great and my ouchie is gone.
  I am bored in this room, but I know it's for my own good. Mommy and daddy saw fur tufts when they came home with me...the RB and Princess had a fight. But both seem ok. The RB will probably be the next 'serious' vet check up. The Dustmop was playing and frisking and seemed not phased at all.

I am sending out purrs to alll that need it-becaues everyone has been so kind to me. My chemo therapy appointment this past week went well, and I wasn't even ill after it (so far, knock wood). I have been playing and meowing and eating alot! Just now I'm curling up in my little bed as the steam hisses through the pipes and mommy prepares t go to accpuncture.

I want to send our special purrs to the lovely Elderwise kitty who just had an amputation. Please know that we  here and purring up a storm for you....and please know, Apollo, that we send out many purrs and lots of love from this little Queens apartment...because the world of Cat is boundless, as is our regenerative powers. 

I remain Natalie the Natcat,
love and whisker brushes to all!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Home again, home again! My second chemo treatment went ok! I'm home and playing with my laser toy!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/715958</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 17:41:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Daddy is actually trying to send mommy more video of me playing. I had some supper and just now am f ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Daddy is actually trying to send mommy more video of me playing. I had some supper and just now am feeling well. I just was racing around on the bed playing. Daddy likes to watch me play but I can't catch that thing at all!

I don't think many cats were in here today...though i smelled the Dustmop earlier. 

I am not even tired really right now. 

The little orange cat was at the vet with me today, too, for his treatment. 

I am so happy to be home and looking forward to my second supper! 

Oh yum!

All of you, please, it is so very kind to send me well wishes and presents. I am touched and honored by your kindness. I would give you each a gentle love bite if I could.

love,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Upset tummy</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 03:55:24 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, so much for feeling well. I am keeping watch on the door to the bedroom. I don't like having i ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, so much for feeling well. I am keeping watch on the door to the bedroom. I don't like having it closed, but mom says the RB is out there.
I threw up twice yesterday late afternoon and evening and then again this morning. Mommy wouldn't let me have my supper at 10, and then this morning just gave me chicken baby food. My chemo is tomorrow, so we have to check with the vet and see if I need a check up first.
Mommy has to go back to work today, so I am going to relax and be in here on my own. I can hear my brothers crying out in the other room, and it makes me want to get out and see whats going on. I know my mom saw a big bug thing with many legs run across the back of a chair and she is afraid of those things. She was annoyed those brothers of mine didn't got get it, but then they aren't me. I would have got it.
    Today I just have gotten baby food for breakfast. 
    I want chicken, but I don't think it will be forthcoming. 
    I have had a delicate stomach in the past-I can't seem to digest classic chicken Fancy Fest, and I do better with Turkey flavors, but Mommy is just giving me baby food. I'm not a baby.

What we must endure!

Back to looking sulky and cranky for not getting my way.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The first day of Spring and feeling so well!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/715651</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 20 Mar 2011 05:56:46 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Ah, hello Kit-tahs!

Happy first day of Spring! I am feeling so well, very playful, and fiesty! I  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ah, hello Kit-tahs!

Happy first day of Spring! I am feeling so well, very playful, and fiesty! I hissed at the door at all the other cats, and I keep meowing to daddy and mommy to play with me and pay attention to me!
   I know it's annoying them as they try to pick out health insurance for the RB! Anything to take them away from him and put the attention on me!
   Mommy said to Daddy she would like to 'harness train' me. What, am I going to race now? Daddy looked at her as though she was insane. Mommy then suggested a kitty stroller so we could all take the air. Daddy looked at her as though she were quite mad.
   Now, what I would like is for the rest of them to leave, so I may have the rest of the space without them.
  Daddy has stated this will not happen.
  Sigh.

I am very happy this morning and so well. I keep meowing and I can jump up on the bed by myself and get down by myself and onto the clothes chest and I have done everything except sit by the window.

Yesterday I rested and was 'spa'ed' getting a warm compress on my stomach. Today I feel wonderful.

I was grieving yesterday for all so many making the journey to the Bridge. I listened to Ruffy go about meowing about his 'lovely little Hazel Lucy' That would be enough to drive any cat to bury her head in the soft, comfortable covers and nap. Ah but it was a wonderful day to nap, wasn't it Kit-tahs?
But Ruffy has found Hazel Lucy to be the perfect girlcat, the girlcat of every guy cats dreams. Sigh.

HELLO RUFFY, SHE IS MARRIED!!!!

And she's at the Bridge. Talk about complimated, but then, we cats can manage anything. 

But happy Spring, all! Happy Spring to you youngsters out there, enjoying your first Spring! How exciting! 

Happy Spring to all of us Elderwise enjoying warm sun, breezes and lots of good smells from outside!

Happy Spring to all my new found friends, and my Guardian Angels, Queen T, Alex, Taffy, and Hazel Lucy.  I want to wish your parents a happy Spring too and encourage them to reach out with love to your Spirits, and accept the Guindance you offer.

I want to tell you that I love and appreciate all I have met.

I blow kisses to all of you, and hope that you have a wonderful, sunny, and very happy day.

With love and fun as I play with Daddy and the laser toy!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A few days before Spring...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/715439</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 18 Mar 2011 05:56:12 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Ah Kit-tahs,

There is a world out there that just bespeaks it. I have had breakfast, and I rest h ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ah Kit-tahs,

There is a world out there that just bespeaks it. I have had breakfast, and I rest here, curled up on the bed. My brothers are outside. I heard from Bella that Ruffy was in his element last night at Finnies party. 

I, well, I open my eyes and gaze into the distance. I smell the good spring smells. I enjoy the warmth of the covers and the food I have had. My box was cleaned, soon mommy will do the warm compress on my stomach and scoop my box.

Life is good.

Mommy is off today. She took a couple days off, and I so like that. I know that she is thoughtful today, and that she worries about me. She's a worrier. And when kitties pass to the Bridge, it brings it home to Mommy just now temporal things are here. 

I know it has been a challenging week, Mommy, but I am here and just lolling in the comfort of what we cats so love.

I want to touch my paw to those who have had loss. We, as cats, don't mean to make you sad. We're happy creatures, and we live in the moment, for what else is there?

We send comfort to you who have seen those you love across the Rainbow. But there is a Rainbow after rain. And today, my good friends, the sun shines. 

And the flowers are coming up, I can smell them. I can sense the air changing, and wonder if the sun will shine in from my window today.

I purr and 'rrrt?' and turn on my back.

And the world is good. Yes, yes it is.

Enjoy your journey's Kit-tahs, enjoy your play and naps. And love your people.

Happily,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>With humble thanks for wisdom, love and light shared</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/715288</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 17 Mar 2011 05:20:56 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings, Kit-tahs.
I refuse to be sad. I am, deep in my heart, but today, the sun shines, the bir ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings, Kit-tahs.
I refuse to be sad. I am, deep in my heart, but today, the sun shines, the birds are singing. I am warm in my little bed. I am loved, and I am cherished.
   I wanted to say, briefly, that I thank those who have gone before me, crossing the divide between this material place, this life, and the next. I am glad I am here with my people, even, yes, with the RB in the next room. Because I am content.

    I thank those who have shed their material this world self. I know Mommy's eyes have leaked, and I purr to her. Yes, it's hard for those of you, not Elderwise, to see the continuity of it all. But we do. Yes we do.

    For Marrakesh, who we barely knew, but who's graceful form inspired gasps of admiration for her beauty and grace, for Herme, who was the embodiment of contentment. And for Hazel Lucy...

    And for those who have crossed before, and who come to share even now...Queen T, Ava C, and of course Alex! For them, and all, I purr thanks.

    We are Guides guided by the wisdom of Feline, and as one who is Elderwise, I reach out my paw and salute you...and purr with comfort to your people. For humans are still learning what we cats know in our Selves, in our Souls.

    I thank you for all the kindness, all the comfort. And on this day of rebirth of green, as I smell all the good smells on the air, and snuggle warmly in the yet morning chill....I share with all my friends this....there is no darkness, simply an absence of light...which returns, and has done so...always...along with those with love and miss and hold dear.

  I thank all my Rainbow Bridge friends, and all my Earthly guides and dearest friends for being such a joy, so much fun, and bringing so much enlightenment.

And now...we look forward to Finney's...

Long life to you, my dearest friends and companions.

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I retun to write again....my tummy is healing, and I am in seclusion.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/715036</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 17:59:59 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs!
Did you miss Moi? I missed all of you! And I come back to write 2 days before St. P ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs!
Did you miss Moi? I missed all of you! And I come back to write 2 days before St. Paddys day, so hopefully, with my lovely charms from Simba's mom, luck will be mine and I will not turn FIV+.
Now I had been saying for months the RB was a bad egg. He is, and no one can convince me otherwise. He attacked me. In fact, Bella, that little grey and white cat leapt upon me and fought me. But ah, you see, I could have taken her if it was not for the RB.
    I have a bite from him, several in fact that are healing nicely. The cad bit me where my ouchie was healing, too. But then, I got him back.
     Daddy came home from the hospital for humans the same time I did. He had lots of tests done, whatever that is, but he is home and mommy told him 'take it easy'.
    Things are at sixe's and sevens here. The others...well, think about it, really...they are all 'acting out'. Mommy and Daddy may have to find another home for the Dustmop because Big Vet told them that the RB has 'Displaced Aggression.' He surely does, and it was displaced onto me. He has never liked me much. He probably laid on my bed when I was gone and loved it. But alas, he is outside and I am in here, stretched out on my pillow. But Big Vet feels it started with Moi, but it was the Dustmop that pushed him over the edge. 
    But Mommy looks sad. She doesn't like any of this. She believes it was her fault there was a cat fight. I can't make her understand I am a redcat and Elderwise, and my job is to put unruly annoying youngsters in their place! So I got a bite! So what? I gave as good as I got!
  But it distresses me that Mommy is sad. Tonight the RB scratched her again, and this bothers her because the RB was always 'her friend'. I could have told her not to trust him. Btu she says she has never had him do any of this before.
    I do not feel ill. I'm so glad to be home. I walked across daddy's head t his morning, and stepped on his nose. I laid down and purred loudly for Mommy. 
   My chemo has been postponed til next week. I'm 'healing'. 
   Thank you everyone for your kind purrs and prayers. Thank you especially all who sent me such kindness. I am still concerned about my Daddy, but he looks much better, and like me, he has a follow up with his doctors next week. I wonder if they had him in a cage as they did me?
    It is good to be home,
Natalie the Natcat TinyFace TinyPaws]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Off to the vets for bloodwork</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/714050</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 8 Mar 2011 03:40:27 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>This morning, just as I was finishing my breakfast, I was scooped up, put into the bathroom to use t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This morning, just as I was finishing my breakfast, I was scooped up, put into the bathroom to use the box, and then when I was finished, Mommy picked me up and pushed me into my carrier.

Sigh.

So I am going to the vet to get 'bloodwork' done. 

What one must endure.

Daddy will pick me up when he's done at work.

I don't want to stay here all day, but I know Mommy and Daddy have to work-sigh-and they simply won't have me chauffered back home-so I must have bloodwork and then wait for Daddy to return.

Well, nothing for it but to settle down and wait.

What a way to spend  Mardi Gras. Still, at least I'll have plenty to eat.

love,
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mommy and Daddy visit a 'Cat House' (er, the kind with cats for adoption in it!)</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/713894</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 6 Mar 2011 14:38:07 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, Kit-tahs,

Mommy and Daddy left this afternoon to visit a small cat  house, which a local Qu ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Kit-tahs,

Mommy and Daddy left this afternoon to visit a small cat  house, which a local Queens NY rescue has and were the kitties are up for adoption and seeking special homes. We-Smokie and I and the others are going to allow some of the cats to be listed with us as family and up for adoption so this way they have more of a chance of geting seen. Mommy said they are part of our extended family!
   Kit-tahs, I am blessed. Yes, I am having chemo therapy and having to see the V-E-T! But I have a home. These kitties, they have a home of sorts, but like all rescues, they don't have much. Mommy says that if anyone lives in the Queens NY area and wants to help out some kit-tahs truly in need, they should p-mail her and she will put them in touch with them! These kit-tahs come in all shades of the rainbow, and some are very friendly to humans and some not so much. Some have health issues, some do not. But all are in need of the things we kit-tahs perhaps take for granted, a bed of their own, toys, and donations of food and litter.
    Mommy met some great potential brothers and sisters for us. But she will not bring them home. We are at capacity, and at this point, unable to oblige. But I know that Daddy and Mommy would like to help these very needy kit-tahs. 
    I am sitting here, having my evening meal Everyone else has eaten. Even the 'BUB' as Daddy calls her. She is still the dustmop to me. She sits by mommy's feet. She has been fed, and all our boxes scooped. We are warm, we have humans to help us and serve us.
   Many kit-tahs aren't so lucky. The BUB was lucky to wind up here....FIV+ cats do not have an easy time of it.
   I ask all of you in our 'local' area who can help somehow, to please reach out to our Mommy. This rescue is struggling and Mommy and Daddy feel that people who love cats and live close would help if they knew of this...but it's not a very well known place.
   So kit-tahs, as we purr tonight, as we lay down on our warm beds and by our humans, lets send warm purrs to those kit-tahs out there who need it...the older kit-tahs like me, (there was one there mommy said who's person had died, and she lives there this kitty, because she is Feluk Positive but healthy) Mommy said all this kitty wanted was to be in her lap and be petted and loved. She was 10 years old, and sitting alone on a chair. The volunteers love this little elderwise cat, but this is still not a home, but a warm place to lay her head and be in from the cold.
   Mommy said she will light a candle tonight with Daddy to send energy their way. Mommy and Daddy did bring them some things they needed. I know they love all felinekind, and do their best. Yet they are only 2 people. But if we each pass on the magick of all we are, and all, even if we are far away, of what we can do, then we make life better for all of us, don't we? 
   For didn't a wise human man once say 'be the change you want to see in the world?'
  
Grateful tonight for my Mommy and Daddy...and the good friends I have.

Love always,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Daddy, I didn't mean to get you-but when you grab someone in the dark, what do you expect?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/713786</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 5 Mar 2011 14:10:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Daddy had gotten up in the night. I eased over into the warmth of where he had been, I love to feel  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Daddy had gotten up in the night. I eased over into the warmth of where he had been, I love to feel warm.
 He came back to bed, and I had sprawled a bit into his space so there was no room for him.
   He woke me and all I smelled was THE DUSTMOP!!!
   I bit down hard with my little sharp, sharp teeth!
   Daddy said OUCH! He looked at Mommy who put on the light and said "SHE BIT ME!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, SHE BIT ME!!!!"
   I was a little nervous, but Mommy simply petted me, told Daddy to go wash out the ouchie, and put some peroxide on it, and then told him he had to be careful about coming up on me unawares. I had already hit her with the Smacky Paw when I was channeling Sweets, and packed a wallop. She reminded Daddy that with a new cat smell around, I was more nervous. 
   And of course, Daddy forgave me. He petted me tonight and called me 'Tooth'. 
   Well, I was nervous, and I did not know it was him!
   I do feel badly though. Daddy said talking about biting the hand that feeds you.
   But it was not deliberate at all, and I hope he does forgive me. After all, he is alot of the reason I'm home with he and Mommy now.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mom is home today! Yay</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/713619</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 4 Mar 2011 03:45:01 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, she is not feeling well. But she has remembered her duties to us. She fed us our second breakf ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, she is not feeling well. But she has remembered her duties to us. She fed us our second breakfast (daddy does the first one) and then came in and pulled the blanket over my little head. You see, mommy likes to get in 'some good fresh air'. Mommy is crazy. It is cold to me, as I am Elderwise. That good fresh air needs to be a alot warmer for me, so I'm under my little plaid blanket, and I'm eating. The RB has come up n the bed beside me and is watching me. It makes me nervous. The little dustmop just went to try to chase him, but the RB doesn't chase easily. He just looks at her askance.
    The Orange Ruffy, he is nervous around her, and he doesn't like her one bit. Mommy is wisihing he would put his paw down and not let her get away with it. I certainly don't. However, I don't like coming into this room when she is under the bed, but I have just about had enough with that! When she went to chase me yesterday I laid down on my little mat and claimed it, and hissed and growled at her with my ears way back. She got the picture!
    However, Ruffy is still not at his best, and Mommy said she doesn't like seeing him seem so dad. I think later she will carry him in here to sit and watch the birds. She put some seed on the windowsill in the front room because Smokie likes to watch the birds, and sometimes Ruffy, too.
    Me, I just am enjoying breakfst in bed and having mommy here. 
   The sun is coming out here, and I like that...but sure wish mommy would close the window....thank goodness for warm blankets!

Another nap awaits if the RB would stop staring at me.

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Grrrrrr....she may not be going anywhere</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/713232</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 28 Feb 2011 16:16:49 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Ok
Lets face it Kit-tahs.
For those of us that have male persons in our lives...
We know we can't ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ok
Lets face it Kit-tahs.
For those of us that have male persons in our lives...
We know we can't always fool them the way we do mommies.
Daddies KNOW.
Today....Daddy came home and did not see me on my bed.
Daddy's eyebrows rose. He was sweating. You see, if something happened to me, he would be in deep with Mommy. And besides, he loves me and worries about me.
He needn't have, but did catch me unawares. I was dozing atop the new double wide scratching post Mommy had bought for the Dustmop.
Daddy called mommy all excited. 
'She was on the scratching post. She had used the box in the bathroom. She had wandered into the living room and growled at the Dustmop who ran past her like lightening!' That 'She' was meant as Moi.
    Well, I am not always feeling poorly. Today, I am feeling slightly better. I came out this evening and played a bit before going back to nap on my bed.
   Yes, and I meowed pitiflly at Mommy to pick me up and put me back on the bed....because the DUSTMOP IS HIDING DOWN THERE AND MIGHT GET ME!!!!
    And she did.
    But....grrrr...I heard Mommy and Daddy say that the Dustmop and I might be 'working it out'.  We all might be 'working it out'. 
    She wants the Dustmop checked for a 'chip'. She has this nagging feeling the Dustmop was someones beloved cat.
   Well, the sooner the better, becuase maybe they would take her back!!!!!
   But sigh, what one must endure.

But I could have told Mommy...eventually we Elderwise must tell those youngsters to Show Some Respect!!!!!

heh heh heh.....

I had some loose stool this morning....mommy is going to make somethng called 'rice' later to mix in my food. However, I have not been throwing up and do feel a bit better.

I love all of you....and hope everyone is well...Hazel Lucy, are you going to put out your own brand of baby food? I may need it again.

love to all and many fine happy purrs..
Natalie the Natcat on a mild day.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Worry wort mom</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/713105</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 11:56:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs. 
Those lovely humans who were so fortunate to take me home are driving me crazy. 
 ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs. 
Those lovely humans who were so fortunate to take me home are driving me crazy. 
I was told by the nice vet at my chemo session I might not feel so well with my stomach. I am dealing with it. It's frustrating, sort of like being seasick without the sea. 
It started friday night, as if on schedule. I ate my meal. 20 minutes later it was back up. I didn't feel particularly bad. I just was hungry and started to go back to it. I mean, it was from my stomach, right?
    Daddy said 'no Natalie!' and he cleaned it up.
   I was hungry and Daddy would not give me more!!!! It seems the paper with the instructions said withhold food and even water for a few hours! Well, they did not wait that long. Mommy went out and got me some chicken baby food. Now, I am not a baby anything. But I ate it, grudgingly. I don't care for it. Perhaps I need the Hazel Lucy brand, but Mommy could not find it.
    Anyway, yesterday, Daddy tried me on some Fancy feast again. It came right back up.  Sadly, mommy and daddy were not in the room at the time, and mommy, coming to cuddle with me, laid right down on top of it and jumped up with a 'Honey!!!! She threw up!!!
    Then, Mommy and daddy got out the icky, nasty medicine the nice vet had given them for me if I was sick to my stomach. They gave me some. ICKY BAD PHOOEY YUCKY EWWWWWW!!!!!

I drooled, I stared at them pathetically. I drooled some more. 
   Mommy offered me some baby food. I didn't want it. That stuff left a bad taste in my mouth. Mommy and Daddy had to go out so they left me the baby food and when they came back it was gone.
   Last night, same thing. More babyfood. 
   But then, thank goodness, this morning, REAL Chicken and then a bit of my food-fancy feast turkey. Mommy has been watching me for 2 hours and so far nothing has happened except me sleeping and the RB coming in to lay close by.
   My dears, I never thought it would happen, but the RB proved a gentleman on Friday night. The wicked, wicked Dustmop attacked me!
    I was sitting on my little corner of the hall and it came running at me and went at me! I screamed for all I was worth and Daddy came running and lifted me up and put me on the bed!!!! 
    But guess who else came in? Those noble brothers of mine! The RB even went under the bed where the Dustmop was!!! He does not fear her!!! He is so brave! 
   Now he lays close by me. He probably just is hoping that mommy will feed me, and he'll know and then she will have to feed him. But somehow, I feel safer. He doesn't mind me growling. He ignores it.
   Perhaps, just perhaps, he is not so bad after all.

    And there has been talk between Mommy and Daddy. They are going to 'start the process' to find a home for the Dustmop. They are worried about me being 'hurt' in 'my condition'. You see, neither of my brothers has been this aggressive with me, and lately they have been almost kind.

    I do not despise the Dustmop. It simply wants to be the Only Cat. I can understand that. But it will not happen here-I could have told her that. But she is a lovely cat, and I believe, like me, she will find the right home for her. Meanwhile, she is safe and loved and taken great care of here. Mommy wouldn't even spank her, nor would Daddy. They just made sure I was ok, and later put down some food for all of us.

And now, back to napping....the best thing for me right now!

love to you all and many thanks to my good, good friends,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Meeting my On-cologist Dr. Josh Lachowicz at NYC Vet Specialists, and my first chemo treatment</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/712549</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 22 Feb 2011 16:35:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Well my lovely and lively Kit-tahs....
    Just when one is resting, comfortably and warmly.. in co ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well my lovely and lively Kit-tahs....
    Just when one is resting, comfortably and warmly.. in covers, as the heat has not been put on in the bedroom..though it blasts in the living room....well, Mommy and Daddy arrived here early. They got out the carrier and Daddy opened it and put me in. Not without some protest on my part. I had been sleeping soundly and woke to see the Dustmop on the bed!!!! I had been sleeping just a little ways from it!
    It jumped down and dissapeared to the hole under the bed where it lays in wait for Ruffy, or whoever else with 4 paws would brave it.
   In the meantime I was scooped up and shoved a bit rudely into the carrier. And then we were off.
   When Daddy found parking Mommy carried me into yet another vets office. And straight to an exam room. 
    I was taken out by a nice nurse-girl who had a tatoo of little cat prints on her wrist. She petted me and told me how lovely I am. I liked her and mommy took out my towel and let me lay on it. 
    After a little bit anotehr vet came in-a man. He was young, I heard mommy say 'wow, you look so young'. and he was so nice. He told me what a lovely cat I was, and he petted me very gently. 
    When he examined me he was very kind and didn't hurt me or poke me. He made me feel ok with him-I wasn't at all afraid. 
    And then he spoke about the chemo stuff I am to have. 4 treatments, 3 weeks apart. After that-well, we 'see'. 
   He said that I have things on my side....from what he could read of my lab report, I don't have the worst thing I could have...my prognosis is guarded, but good. He said he did not detect any swollen lymph nodes. He could not tell Mommy or Daddy if I would get another lump. I do not have one now. He wants to do more blood work. I will have to have another x ray in probably 2 months. 
    Then he explained the chemo treatments. I was a little nervous, because I saw mommy look nervous but Dr. Josh explained that today would just be a shot, and the side effects if they happen would show on a weekend and I might feel a little more lethargic and maybe sick to my tummy, or not want to eat. He gave mommy some medicine to take away in case of that.
     Daddy asked 'when can you do the first treatment?" Dr. Josh said 'the sooner, the better.' And Daddy said 'what about now?" and Dr. Josh said 'I can do that. Leave her with me for an hour and go get some coffee...then we'll be ready for you to pick her up.
   The nurse was really sweet...when Mommy and Daddy came back she told them how good I was...she was really kind and I was so tired and loving being away from the dustmop with the kind Dr. Josh petting me and telline me how pretty I was that I fell asleep!
    So it was all over very quick.
    I do not feel ill now. I do worry about mommy, because she looks worried. I was hungry when I got home, and had some dry food, then waited with my brothers for my canned food. I ate my 3/4 of a can of FF. Mommy then opened me another can and I have it here with me on the bed in case I get hungry again. Ruffy looks happy...he got chicken and I think the boys are happy...because if I eat, in general, everyone does. Mommy and Daddys rule...you don't give to one unless you give to the others....even the Dustmop.

I want to thank Queen T. for watching over me, along with Alex. I know Mommy picked up on when the doctor said '2 years survival' but I rubbed my nose on Mommy and reminded her Dr. Josh also said some kitties never have a reoccurance. And just now, I'm warm and fed and going to watch some episode of 'The Tudors' with mommy and snuggle and be warm. Tonight I'll sleep between Mommy and Daddy and purr to make her feel better. 
   
    As for me, just now, I'm grateful to all my friends!

Oh, when we were there, there was a little orange boy cat named 'Gato' roaming around. He and I looked similar...except he was young and active and thin. He has intestinal lymphoma and his is only 3 years old. I was not mean to him, and mommy and daddy spoke with his parents and petted him a bit. She said they were very nice. They have lots of cat friends for him.

Well, back to napping, and waiting for Mommy to come and get in the bed with me so we can snuggle.

love,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>More snow, a new bed, a new blanket and that dustmop jumped up on the bed!!!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/712341</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 03:40:45 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/712341</guid>
		<description>My dear Kit-tahs!
I woke from a nap yesterday, a lovely nap...and there it was. It was laying down  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My dear Kit-tahs!
I woke from a nap yesterday, a lovely nap...and there it was. It was laying down on the bed, in MY OTHER BED!!!!
I stared at it and growled loudly. It did not move. It just lay there.
I really don't like having it in here. It is scary. It's not its size, it is that it runs around and one never knows where it will appear next!
Mommy and daddy know I am anxious, but Mommy and Daddy leave it here. I watch for it, becuase it hides under the bed alot when Mommy and Daddy are here.
It apparently doesn't fear me. It should. Be afraid Dustmop. Be very afraid.
    And then, there it is. I chased it off the bed yesterday twice with bloodcurdling yells. It worried Mommy, but I was fine.
I have to protect Mommy. I'm laying here by her now on the white comforter. Yes, I have to look out for Mommy. She doesn't know what that Dustmop is capable of.
     Daddy picked me up this morning and put me in the bathroom with my box and closed to door. It was funny, it reminds me of when the humans go in, shutting the door. Maybe it's so the Dustmop won't get them in the box, either. Or the RB. But they seem fond of the RB. There is no accounting for taste. I used the box in peace and privacy, then they put me out in the living room. They want me to walk around a bit more...but it's cold this morning and I am a little stiff. 
    Mommy is complaining because it's snowing out. But it's warmer inside here, though not as warm as it should be...I hope they put more heat here....
   Mommy is petting me, and bought me a little new bed to put on the big bed, it's round and has high sides and is warm. And she put her sweater in there for me. It's for me so I don't get cold when she is not here.
     I know she loves me alot.
     It's early yet, so I will retire for a beatuy nap soon.

Thnking of everyone here.
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I want to thank everyone for my COTD day yesterday! I so enjoyed it!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/711991</link>

				<pubdate>Fri, 18 Feb 2011 04:11:53 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/711991</guid>
		<description>Mommy has yet to post my thank yous...as I have said, it's hard getting good help!
   I have had my ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy has yet to post my thank yous...as I have said, it's hard getting good help!
   I have had my breakfast and I'm about to take my nap! The birds are singing outside and Mommy lifted me up earlier when Daddy was here and I came out into the living room, stretched and clawed the carpet (which only I am allowed to do with impunity!) had some lovely dry food, and then used the box in peace. I even played with the little toy mommy made move for me on the floor!
   Now I am resting. The window furthest from me is open-I am on a soft comforter on the bed, because mommy makes sure I'm always comfortable.
    Yes, being Elderwise is a good thing! 
     The Dustmop...its under the bed. Mommy pets it when she comes home, but it's skittish when you aren't on the floor petting it. Mommy and Daddy think it had a hard time in the house with the other lady and the dog. I have heard that some cats enjoy living with dogs!Do not put that thought in my pawrents heads! That could be next! Ah, but they can't have dogs here! That is well, as there is just space enough for me, my friends!
    Ruffy comes home later, I believe. Mommy and Daddy will go and pick him up. I am glad I wasn't at the Vet, but I guess he was pretty ill. Now me, well, I'm just pretty, always. But I do feel badly for him. No cat should be sick. And now he hasn't any teeth. Mommy said he will still be able to eat, though. 
   Well, I must toodle-I'm going to lounge here and look as though I need more petting! I will write more later-I thank you all again, and send warm purrs to everyone, especially those who have been so kind to me!

Purrrs...Natalie!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Cat of the Day! Oh My Goodness! Thank you Friends and Kit-tahs!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/711846</link>

				<pubdate>Thu, 17 Feb 2011 03:44:01 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/711846</guid>
		<description>Daddy woke this morning and said 'Natalie the Natcat, you are blooming!&quot; 
Daddy said that I look so ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Daddy woke this morning and said 'Natalie the Natcat, you are blooming!" 
Daddy said that I look so good, my coat is good, and I have filled out. I hear now a bit...and let Mommy know it, too. I am sleeping with Mommy and Daddy every night. Last night I gave Daddy the smacky paw because he touched my leg and Big vet thinks I may have some arthritis there. But they admired me, and said how well I am looking and how I have so much more energy now....yes, even for sleeping!
   Asisde from the dustmop, the bed is warm, the food is good, and I am happy. I just don't like what I term 'the beast under the bed' as that is where the Dustmop tends to go when she is in here out of her cage.
    The RB has slunk in here to annoy me. As always, he wants to trouble me, and sleep exactly where I do. Mommy doesn't see it, he is an instigator. Daddy does though. 
But I want to thank you all for this honor...Cat of the Day! But Kit-tahs, aren't we all Cats of the Day, every day! We have those pawrents of ours understanding this! Yes, though, I thank you all for this great honor!
    Mommy is eyeing the RB, he's come to lay on the bed, too close to me for her to be content and she is watching him. He is very Dominant, especially now that the Orange Ruffy is in the hospital. Mommy thinks he's very Alpha, and she is right. He is also very annoying.
   Today I will enjoy this honor, and ignore the Dustmop, which will be in it's cage. Mommy thinks the Dustmop just wants to be Alpha, too, and yet is very afraid of other cats. I don't know why...but sometimes I guess that is the way it goes. I fear no other cat except the RB jumping on me when I'm in the box. And Daddy put a quick stop to that!
    I know with friends like you my Kit-tahs and their Pawrents I can do anything...and I thank you all so much for thinking of me with your wonderful gifts. I am going to get Mommy to send out thank you's personally to all of you as soon as she can-she has become a rather non dilligant secretary. It's hard getting good help nowadays.
   I want to purr to each of you my thanks, send head rubs to those of you who have been so very kind and supportive, and have been there through some trying times.

Many purrs,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Stressed here, and Mommy keeps away the dustmop monster</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/711706</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 03:56:52 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/711706</guid>
		<description>Dear all,
Forgive me for not posting sooner-Mommy has not been able to devote time to my writings a ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear all,
Forgive me for not posting sooner-Mommy has not been able to devote time to my writings as she should. Our handsome orange male cat, Ruffy, is in the hospital! I saw Mommy take out the scary carrier yesterday and was worried, but it was the big carrier for Ruffy. She scooped him up without much protest from him and put him in it. And then she took him out.
   Mommy and Daddy told us that he would hopefully be back today.

  Ruffy had two bad teeth-the last of his teeth, Kit-tahs. Big vet explained to Mommy and Daddy that this is not unusual with some FIV+ cats. While he is there they will also check out his elbow, which is paining him, and check for asthma. They must also do something else, because he's backed up with constipation. 

My appointment is next Tuesday. 

I am afraid of the Dustmop, which has the tendancies of a Tasmanian Devil. It yells, it hides under the bed and ambushes Ruffy...it hasn't done it to the RB yet. It would rue the day it did, I think, because the RB is a vicious cur. He ambushed me when I was using the box yesterday, and Daddy had to come in and put a stop to it. Daddy and Mommy have been carrying me to the litter box when the Dustmop is out, and Mommy sleeps with me very close and Daddy, too. I still feel nervous. Mommy says we are all at odds because of the different energy. She said it's always the way of it when someone new comes in, but doesn't remember it being so crazy like this before. No one was ever afraid to use the box before.

 Mommy and Daddy had talked abuot perhaps if things haven't settled by next week, letting the rescue know the Dustmop is up for adopation, because Mommy and Daddy don't want to make our quality of life here bad. 

    I just don't like the Dustmop. It wants to take over our world. It hides under the bed and waits.

I hope, dear Kit-tahs, that things will improve soon. Back to my beauty sleep now that Mommy is here to watch...

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Pardon me a moment while I hiss and growl at a dustmop</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/711121</link>

				<pubdate>Sat, 12 Feb 2011 17:51:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/711121</guid>
		<description>There is someone new here...it smells like a cat. It looks like something you would mop the floor wi ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ There is someone new here...it smells like a cat. It looks like something you would mop the floor with, but it has large golden eyes.
I have spent the last few days being dramatic. I have gotten into my bed and turned by back to Mommy and Daddy. I have hissed at the Dustmop. I have growled at it. It has looked at me and I have  hissed as I make my way to the box. It's cage is right near the box. I don't like that. The cage is covered there by a towel.
   It was bad enough when it was caged, but now Mommy has left the cage door open and the dustmop has spent most of the time under the dresser. Once in awhile it will peep out.
    Mommy has been trying to pay me more attention, me and the cat out front called Bella. I know that Mommy worries about Bella. I used to get jealous when Mommy would say 'She's my heart', but no, not any more. I have a generous heart. And I know the Bella cat went through alot with Mommy.
    But I will not give in to the Dustmop. 
    It's a small animal, like me. Mommy handles it gently, and speaks softly to it. It almost touched my heart when I noticed it's all fur, and not much flesh. I could tell her, if I were speaking to her, that if nothing else, you're going to get plenty to eat here. Take a look at all of us. Notice the meals come 4 times a day. No, you will be ok.
    Someone has notched it's ear. I hate that. If they do it to a cat who lives outdoors, it's one thing. But this little thing...Mommy said she believes she belonged to somoene. Mommy is not so sure she did not become lost. Mommy is not sure that this little creature is not some purebred cat that she doesn't know the breed of. 
   Mommy of course, thinks we all have purebreds in our past. Mommy keeps telling daddy she thinks I'm Abbi-something. I just think this...I am a cat who has made it to be Elderwise. I don't care about much else.
     I hissed at the RB. He charged the little dustmop. It wasn't nice of him. He's a brat, a scoundrel. But of course we knew that.
    I apoligise to all of you for not writing sooner. They have cut off Mommy's access to Catster at her place of Employment. They need a good sound talking to, and I informed Mommy I intend to do it...as soon as I finish being mad at her and Daddy over the Dustmop.
    Mommy will probably be providing some future pictures of her....but Mommy has been tired lately, and I don't know why. I guess its all 5 of us. Oh, and 6 counting the Ghost Kitty, Dusty. But no one told her to take in the Dustmop, did they?
    
    Grumbling and off for a nap....
    Grrrrrr
    Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spa day for the Natcat</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710736</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 9 Feb 2011 10:25:53 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710736</guid>
		<description>Dear Kit-tahs,

My mother was lovely yesterday to me! She came in with a warm moist little cloth t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tahs,

My mother was lovely yesterday to me! She came in with a warm moist little cloth that smelled good and washed me with it! She gave me a great massage with it, rubbing it all over my coat. Mommy took a picture and is going to try to post it...she must because her camera disk is full and she has to delete things.

    Afterward, she brushed me very well, and it felt so wonderful. Daddy laughs because I pull the brush to me and rub my mouth against it. Bella does this too. She was also brushed-I could smell her on the brush. Bella has long fur, and mommy brushes her daily. She brushed the boys, too, but is always careful of Smokie....he gets over stimilated sometimes and doesn't always enjoy being brushed...he would rather be petted.

    Afterward, I was fed, and mommy said I looked so happy...and I was. I felt so, well, pretty!

I want to thank all of you for your concern. Mommy and Daddy have to make an appointment for me yet with the specialist. Daddy had to go to his other job this afternoon, but bought our car,who's name is Snowball to the car vet because she was making noise after being on the NY roads with all the new potholes from the weather. Well, turns out Daddy has to rent a car because Snowball will be at the car vet two days because she has loose things and a broke emergency brake. Daddy and Mommy were like 'as soon as we can we're outta here-back South!'
    Mommy says she is tired of the bad weather...however, I am warm and dry and happy.
    This has put off the 'new kid on the block' coming til tomorrow, I believe. She will probably be out in the other room...they must put her in a cage. My dears. I do feel sorry-I have been in a cage, and it is unpleasant. But Mommy and Daddy feel it's for the best. There is no seperate room to put her in, and she wants the boys to get used to her and none of us to scare her too much. 
    Well, she's a semi long hair...like Bella. She is FIV+, like the Mauraders. But I will bear it, the having another feline here. After all, I once wandered the streets, and understand too well.

    Ah, enjoying the lovely warmth of this comfortable bed, and enjoying feeling like an attractive, well groomed girl again.

Purrrs....
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Hello Kit-tahs for Tuesday</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710615</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 8 Feb 2011 11:16:54 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710615</guid>
		<description>I hope everyone is staying safe, and warm and happy and dry inside.
    Last night we went to the v ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I hope everyone is staying safe, and warm and happy and dry inside.
    Last night we went to the vet. Mommy and Daddy waited outside when I got checked out. While mommy and daddy waited, Rachel went out-who is my favorite tech because she does not fear my tiny paws...and she told my Mommy and Daddy that I looked great and she was so happy to see me! She came out too to say thank you because Mommy had baked browines for them.Ruffy had bene sitting in front of the stove when she did this...he always thinks it's chicken...but it was for the vet.
    So Mommy and Daddy were told I have healed nicely. No more cone!!!!! 
    They gave mommy and daddy a big envelope for the referral. They are not far away, closeby where Mommy and Daddy live. 
    Mommy says she is nervous. 
    I said I am ok so long as I get my meals.
    Yesterday I made Mommy laugh. I woke up from my nap and I was very hungry. I went in to the living room/kitchen area and MEOWED!!!! MOMMY!!!! I AM HUNGRY!!!! WHEN ARE WE GETTING SOMETHING HERE!!!? The RB looked at me down his nose as though I was demented. The Ruffy cat looked at me alarmed, but hopeful. Anything that brings an extra plate of food, my dears, is to him just fine. So Mommy fed us again and I ate and I was very happy.
    I then went and laid on my little mat! 
    Ah, no cone! I am so happy! I am resting on the bed here, and Daddy will be home in a bit.  I am putting up with the RB and the Orange cat. They have been behaving lately...and I think they have ulterior motives.
    So to all, have a wonderful and relaxing day...the sun is actually out and shining in the window....ahhhhh...

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Back from vet....</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710495</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 7 Feb 2011 16:50:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710495</guid>
		<description>As per them I have healed well. Mommy and Daddy given a referral to NYCVS to make an appointment for ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ As per them I have healed well. Mommy and Daddy given a referral to NYCVS to make an appointment for me and a copy of my records. So that is next, I guess.

I am feeling tired and waiting for dinner.


love,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mommy put the collar on again this evening...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710476</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 7 Feb 2011 13:54:05 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710476</guid>
		<description>She is annoyed and I am laying here feeling sorry for myself. I am on my new little baby blanket. Mo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ She is annoyed and I am laying here feeling sorry for myself. I am on my new little baby blanket. Mommy saw me looking at my ouchie...ok, I was grooming it, and irritated where the stitches are. Mommy came over twice and said no. But I can't hear her. What did she expect? 
And then she put this nasty thing back on my head. 
No fair, Mommy! It's mean.
I am sitting here looking miserable. I hope she will take it off.

Pretty soon she'll be getting ready to cart me off to the vet. I never get a break.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>I've been creative...the Noms Cat Dance....Will everyone join me on the kitchen floor?</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710432</link>

				<pubdate>Mon, 7 Feb 2011 05:52:08 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
		<category></category>		
		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710432</guid>
		<description>THE NOMS CAT DANCE
(with apologies to Lady GaGa)


Lady NaNa and the Catster Kitties

Na Na Na ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ THE NOMS CAT DANCE
(with apologies to Lady GaGa)


Lady NaNa and the Catster Kitties

Na Na Na Na Na, 
Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na
Whats up with breakfast?

I want your Noms, 
I want your Turkey
I want everything, so long as it's free!
I want your Noms,
Noms Noms Noms Noms Noms!

I want your Chicken
Ruffy can't wait,
I want some Fish now,
Dear Roo will have steak
I want your Noms
Noms Noms Noms Noms Noms

You know that I'm hungry, 
You know that I'm waiting
You know I'm bad, Mommy bad, bad bad

I want your Noms and I want it all now
You and me, we're doing a cat dance

I want your nomsand we're beyond meow
We're all doing the Noms cat dance
Ah, ah...doing the Noms cat dance
Ah...ah...doing the Noms cat dance...

Hazel Lucy, Sweets, Boxie Brown
They are the 'In' Cats, they're painting the town
They want your Noms, Noms Noms Noms Noms Noms
Give them lobster, trout on that plate,
Come on we're hungry, why must we wait,
We want your Noms, Noms Noms Noms Noms Noms

Ah-ah...doing the Noms Cat Dance,
Ah-ah...doing' the Noms Cat Dance!

Na Na Na Na Na 
Na Na Na Na Na 
Na Na Na Na Na

Watch that Noms Cat Dance!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>With humble gratitude.....</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710331</link>

				<pubdate>Sun, 6 Feb 2011 07:21:59 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<guid ispermalink="true">http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/710331</guid>
		<description>Kit-tahs....

Alas, I am moved...I don't know what to say! And I meow humbly to you, though I woul ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Kit-tahs....

Alas, I am moved...I don't know what to say! And I meow humbly to you, though I would not do so to my brothers....
I am on the Front Page for Diary pick....my mommy is honored. My daddy....the betrayer....does not yet know. He left early to organize the food he is preparing for some human thing called a Superbowl party at a 'bar' where he is doing the 'food'. The food for them. I'm sure it will be good...but we won't get any! 
However, Mommy is in our good graces. She has made chicken.

Mommy is worried. I didn't eat much yet today, just some chicken, and some chicken for breakfast. I just get tired of the canned stuff.
Mommy is considering trying me on something else...but we must be careful. My stomach is delicate you know. 

But this is just a short little note to all who have been so kind...my kitty angels...both above, and who dwell with me on this plane...but we're not on a plane like in the air...well, they may be, though I rather think that they aren't, and enjoy whatever they wish.

But I want to thank you all for your kindess. Mommy and Daddy are honored, too! 

All you kitties today...enjoy, and make sure that your Humans give you a Super-Bowl filled with good things to eat and drink! Maybe mommy will let me have some milk!

I am so honored...

Do you suppose Roo will notice? Perhaps not...perhaps Tilly is enough, purring for him as she does...sigh. 

Ah, well, one will not be 'catty' at my age. (A totally misunderstood human word!) And I too, purr for Roo, and for any other lovely kit-tah out there right now with the big D. Let us make sure everyone has enough insulin to keep them healthy! What can we do about that, Catster folks? Can we write or help somehow...willing to put my paws behind it...

and Ive rambled on so...

off to see if Mommy will be forthcoming with a treat!

Head rubs to all the great and wonderful Angels here and in the Summerland-Rainbow Bridge...purrs....

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ah, Thank Goodness it's Friday Kit-tahs and What's cookin' Daddy?</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 4 Feb 2011 11:42:16 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Ah, Kit-tahs!
I am feeling happy and warm today. And Daddy is excited!
And Ruffy is very excited.  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Ah, Kit-tahs!
I am feeling happy and warm today. And Daddy is excited!
And Ruffy is very excited.  I have been watching him from here. Daddy came home early and is taking good smelling food things out of bags, and Ruffy is doing 'shiver tail', where he opens his eyes very wide, and hunches his back, standing on his tiptoes and making these little 'mewps' as though he were a tiny kitten. Sometimes he even says 'now!' but Daddy is telling him he already ate.
    Daddy has chicken and Ruffy carries on so when any sort of food is involved, but especially chicken. Now the RB has started, too. He's learned from the best, I suppose, though he's not as fawning as Ruffy, well, he couldn't be. I have even seen Ruffy sit upo on his hind legs like a dog. Mommy swears when he does that he has some Scottish Fold in his background. I think he's just had alot of hungry cats.
    Daddy is a chef, and he's doing an 'event' for 'Superbowl Sunday and a 'pre Superbowl' event. Ruffy gets excited when he hears this. He thinks it means he, the Orange menace, is going to get a 'Super bowl' filled with food. He's going to be dissapointed, I think.
    I don't understand it, some of the odd things humans do, these strange things they put on the screen in the living room, where big humans rush at other big humans over a funny shaped ball. My kit-tah friends, they don't even bat at it, or fall on their backs and kick it with their feet. They just all fall in a large, heavy heap. If Ruffy were to fall upon me that way, I would be squished flat.
   But if Daddy is cooking for some event here, and some of the food is Chicken, expect Ruffy to not move from his place til he gets something, even if Daddy winds up stepping on Ruffy's tail. That has happened. It still does not deter him.
    I have not yet ventured into the living room, to stare either of them down, yet. I was ok til they started the stalking thing. Mommy had closed the door when she left between the rooms, but Daddy has it open now, and I am listening to Ruffy's pleas for some chicken. Goodness already. It does not smell like chicken...it does smell good, but I know Daddy will bring me a treat is this is sometihng to be had. I can lay here, like the Elderwise kitty I am, and be fed on my comfortable expanse.
     Daddy comes in and pets my little head. I am glad he's home, and Ruffy and Smokie follow him to make sure I didn't get something when they did not.
    Now I'm alone in here again, and the good smells are coming from the kitchen. 
    Ah, well, I have been brushed, my coat is sleek, my nails trimmed. No cone of shame. I find a patch of sun and ahhhh...life is good.

Puuuuurrrrr Kit-tahs. And happy, happy Friday, whatever that is.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Ah, more privacy, they left that Cone of Shame off today, and yes, the door is closed!</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 3 Feb 2011 07:35:21 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Yes! The boys got theirs!
This morning, Mommy and Daddy were in the room with me. The boys came in. ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Yes! The boys got theirs!
This morning, Mommy and Daddy were in the room with me. The boys came in. I was eating on the floor and then I meowed up at Daddy. Daddy very gently lifted me up onto the bed and as he was doing so, that sneaky, slick looking orange brother who I actually thought was ok began to stalk me! He was going to try to get at me when I jumped onto the bed or as Daddy was lifting me.
Hahaha! But he didn't pay any attention to Mommy, who had come up behind him and gave him a Smack! Right on his bottom. She said "Ruffy!!!" In the growly cat voice. 
   He retreated into the living room, and the rude Grey cat sauntered carefully after him, in stalking mode. The Grey cat then cornered Ruffy by the litter box in the living room. Mommy went out and made the Growly noise and squirted the grey cat 3 times with the water sprayer. Then she picked him up and put him on the cat tree where he climbed to the top. The sad orange bully went over and looked pathetic and I watched him jump  up onto the chair. Well, now he knows how it feels!
    Mommy left my cone off today! I heard her and Daddy talking, and Mommy commented I have been a good girl, leaving my ouchie with is really just a tiny couple scabs alone, and my ear too. She said I look depressed in it, and what did Daddy think?
   Daddy said to leave it off! Yay!!!!
So I'm laying here under my little warm blankie on the bed. Mommy fed me here...Daddy put my food on the floor earlier and closed the door and I was able to use the box in peace in here with Mommy when she was sleeping. But Mommy always has the window open with the screen and it's too cold for me! I meowed til she got up and closed it, and then put my blanket over me to keep warm. I love laying here beside Mommy. Sometimes when they don't go to work Mommy and Daddy come back and lay here with me and pet me and rub my chin. Sometimes the rude boys come in and lay on the bed, too, but not lately, and thats fine with me.
    Mommy closed the door when she left today, too. She told Daddy that til she knows I'm 'ok' and 'completely healed' she didn't want me to feel stressed or harassed. When the people are home, it's different. 
    So I'm enjoying my solitude. The radiator is hissing and I'm warm. Mommy came in with that thing she calls a Camera and took some pictures of me coneless. She'll probably put them up here so my friends can see me. I think some look silly, Mommy and Daddy somtimes treat me like I'm a small doll, rather than a dignified Elderwise feline. But really, we have to excuse humans, sigh. 
    My dears! I must thank you all for your gifts and friendship and support. Yesterday was a tough one at first, but I am doing so much better..as someone said...consider my convelasance to be 'spa time' and yes, my dears, it is! Mommy will brush me and do my nails tonight! She has said the 'bath' word, but cannot til I am 'all better'. She does not wish to stress me either!
    I want to thank you for helping Mommy. I believe (sotto voice here with a tiny whisper) she might be having some 'hormonal' ups and downs. She has read some of your stories...especially those who have crossed to the Bridge...and it has made her cry. I think she fears me crossing. I have tried to reassure Mommy my resting is a healthy thing, me recovering from surgery. But sigh, Mommy is so human and a worrier. (warned you about that, too!) I have told Mommy I don't plan on crossing any bridges yet, unless she and Daddy plan on us having a holiday in South Carolina together, or even in that cabin the now rude Ruffy told me of. But no, life is for living. I live, I breathe, I go on. 
   I have imparted to Mommy with a hearty purr that cats do not fear 'death' as humans do. It does not make me worry, it does not bring the panic it seems to with Mommy sometimes, the sense she could 'lose' me. Daddy is philosophical, he knew when he picked me up, and looked into my topaz eyes that I was Elderwise, and my time on this plane could perhaps not be as long as others. But none of us know how long we will dwell here. We, the Elderwise, we bound between the worlds as we do between rooms, frisking with unseen friends who have come to visit from across the Bridge. My heart hurts for Mommy sometimes. Her own Mommy went to the Human Bridge two years ago, and it was hard for her. But Mommy is Special....she is sensitive, she fights like we do, when bad brothers bother us or bad pills are tried to be put into us, or we have to protect our friends with claws and teeth. Mommy saw me in my cage and knew in her heart she would not leave me there. She didn't care about the size of space she lived in, or how the boys would react. She perhaps worried about the little grey and white slightly poufy tailed cat on the pillow in the living room, but she swept me up and told the rescue lady she wanted me, and that was that. She did not care about anything else. Mommy is a Rescuer, a healer. Mommy personfies Bast more than any other human I have known, really. She does not fear anyone human..but she fears the unknown because she does not know what we, the Elderwise, and perhaps really all cats, even kittens know. Have you ever seen kittens do the Spider dance, where they pouf up their fur, it stands on end, tail straight up? They stare straight ahead, they sidle a bit on tip toe as though they had small springs in their paws, first one way then the other, and then dash off madly? They 'see'. Yes, Mommy, yes all my friends, we can do this...we 'see' as humans don't. We weave and wander between the unseen veil, with head rubs and mad dashes as we greet or are statled by others, feline and other. We are of this world, and not. But in the end, my friends, we choose this place, this time here, because of love, and because we are wise. And the feline Elders, we have more wisdom than most, would you not agree, those who are Elder here? But the one thing we are sure of, is how those Humans who are the Unfurred providers of our Tribe feel about us-and how they will fight so hard for us, no matter what.
   I would not pit Mommy agains the Reaper cat, would you? She would be at the Reaper cat with the Spray bottle, yes she would. He better not venture here-yet. 
    Mommy is the 'feeler' Daddy is the 'thinker'. I don't mean she's foolish or stupid...she is just emotional, and feels, sometimes I think too much. And so I look silly and stick my head out and make a loud MEOW and look odd, so she laughs. I do tihs, because none of us are ever really far from that Kitten we are. Not even if we are Elder.
    Ah, well, I might well be re writing Old Possums Book of Practical Cats! I am sorry for those of you who would be at your play, or snoozing, I imagine I've put some of you into a good catnap, and if so, all the better. But I wanted to say to all of you that I cherish you. My Angels, my friends. I know as I sink into sleep, with a purr that when I wake later a good meal will be laid before me, attention will be showered on me, I will have a manicure and a brushing. I am thankful for you my feline friends, and their Mommies and Daddies for being the wonderous beings you are, to shine so that even those over Rainbow Bridge see your goodness like a large beacon over the world. You, my Human friends, are truly 'Cat People.']]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Trying times</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 2 Feb 2011 07:22:30 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Last night, that brother I thought was so nice did a bad, bad thing.
As I warned him with a low gro ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Last night, that brother I thought was so nice did a bad, bad thing.
As I warned him with a low growl to leave me alone, and I went to jump up on the bed, he attacked me.
   Fur flew. I don't know if it was mine or his.
   Mommy got the mean snarl voice on and said 'Ruffy'. She does not yell. She growls low like we do. She 'talks cat' the best of most humans I have seen. She even moves catlike.
   Daddy said 'RUFFY" more loud, like a human.
   Ruffy ran out from under the bed where he was into the front room and Daddy went after him and scolded him soundly. He was really stern and told Ruffy tht was a bad thing to do.
   I guess we might surmise that Ruffy is feeling better. And his urine test came back fine-only his breathing is an issue. 
   But now they have both gone at me. I have a boo boo ouchie healing. I have to have the cone of shame for another few days, though Mommy and Daddy have been taking it off more and more when they are here. I get it put back on when they are not here, or when they see me going under my leg to 'look' at it too much.
    Mommy was upset this morning because I meowed to her to tell her I wanted her to stay with me and take the cone of shame off. She put me on the floor and watched me. I wandered around a bit and then got back on the bed. She was like a hawk, watching, so I knew it was safe.

    I'm no the bed now, and Mommy, when she left, closed the door so I am here alone, the others are on the other side of the door.

    I know Mommy is worried, and I am a bit nervous to go and use my box when I know they are waiting for me to get down...

But today, it's safe. They can't get in here, and I'm by myself.

Mommy also put on the worried face last night. She does worry a lot, remember I told you. She heard me make a coughing sound. Daddy heard it too. So there is talk of bringing this up to the vet when I have to go back, Mommy is scared 'it' is doing something. I know what she means, and I told her with my little pink nose that I'm ok-all cats have 'days' and I guess I've just had a couple of them. But Mommy is worried because she doesn't want me stressed, and does not know how to make things better.

    Ah, my cat friends out there! Sweets, my Smacky Paw friend! I wish I had your courage and your heart...would you lend me some? And plese ask Mommy not to cry and worry so. This is still, despite it's trials...alot better than a cage or the streets.

I just need to get this cone of shame off for good!]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A tribute to me from my Mommy, written for a Rescue's blog.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/709661</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 1 Feb 2011 17:58:09 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Goodnight Little Ms. Tinypaws
 

 

Story submitted by Debbie Knowles. 

 

When you ask fo ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Goodnight Little Ms. Tinypaws
 

 

Story submitted by Debbie Knowles. 

 

When you ask for a favor granted by the Powers that be, remember, you will always be called upon to fulfill that favor granted.

 
Halloween, last year, except for the fun of Bobbi’s Halloween Party, was a pretty dark time. My ‘heart’, Bella, the cat who was my friend, my companion, and the feline soul mate who’d been through so much, was ill.

Bella had a complicated dentistry, one that took a toll on her small body. We were afraid we’d lose her.

 

That Sunday evening I stood before my little ‘altar’ with many small carved felines upon it. “Please, please, please don’t let anything happen to my Bella.” I prayed. “I can’t part with her yet. She deserves so much more in happiness, she has been through so much.” I meditated and told ‘Her’ that if she helped my Bella, we would somehow help another cat.

When Bella woke the next day, she got her fluids, and she seemed better. When we returned to the vet, she told us that Bella was doing much better! She gave us instructions to follow up with fluids for the week, and ‘as needed’. We had an ultra sound done that came back much better than we thought it would - we had been worried about Bella’s kidneys, but one kidney was fine, and the other had some slight damage. It was something we could treat. 

 
Bella’s appetite picked up and she seemed to get somewhat better. 

I was so grateful. I am still grateful. And we waited for fate to show us the way to fulfilling our vow. 

One day, close to Thanksgiving, we went over to Bobbi’s at Atlas. I can never remember clearly why - I think we had delivered some cookies or cake or something my husband, the Chef, had made. As we were there, his eyes took him to a very small dark orange cat in a bottom cage. She was all huddled over on herself and staring at the floor of the cage, oblivious to the happy playing kittens in the cage beside her. We asked and all that was known was that she was an ‘Owner Surrender’. He had opened the cage and the little cat rubbed up against him immediately, and when he called me over, she was in his lap. 

 
She was tiny, the smallest adult cat I’d seen in awhile. And her age was listed as ‘about 10. She looked older. 

We hadn’t planned on another cat. Our two room pre war walk up (think Jackie Gleason and the Honeymooners) was a combination of living room/kitchen and a separate bedroom. We shared this space with Bella, Orange Ruffy (some of you might remember him as ‘Milo’), and SmokieBoo, who had been rescued the day we moved from my mom’s house on 110th Street in Richmond Hill. 

But when the cage door was closed, the little cat curled up into herself, huddled down, and stared at the floor again. 

 I have seen that stare, and it wasn’t good. This was depression. This little cat had belongs to someone who loved her. I wondered who it was, maybe someone who had gone into a nursing home or died? Maybe someone who had lost their home? Or had someone betrayed this gentle trust? My husband, who I am blessed with, had tears in his eyes. I was about to cry too, but the decision was made. We wanted Natalie. 

We filled out the application, and were told we would have to speak with Bobbi, as our boycats were both FIV+. I knew it would not be a problem, as I very much doubted they would get close to this little cat, who I was told wasn’t great with other cats. But one of the volunteers pointed out she was not reacting to the cats on either side of her. I knew why - she didn’t care anymore. She had been abandoned. The volunteers at Bobbi’s - caring people who petted her and stroked her, and spent time with her had saved her life. But she was not home, she was waiting for a home that she might not know if she stayed here, because she was an older cat. 

I had worked in the adoptions center of the Humane Society of NY for 10 years. I knew older cats were most often passed up for kittens, or even younger cats. This little orange cat had a slimmer chance than most. It was a Miracle she was here. She would have been euthanized at ACAC probably the same day because of her age. As it was, she needed a home, and soon. My husband told the Adoptions staff we wanted Natalie. We felt so bad when we walked out, but my husband went to her cage and petted her again. “I love you and you’re coming home with us. We will be back as soon as we can.” 

When we spoke with Bobbi that night, I told her that I was very worried about Natalie. Bobbi was a little worried about the ‘boys’ - our Ruffy and Smokie were FIV+, and she had a whole house with FIV+ cats for adoption. But I told her I was worried about Natalie. I explained that the ‘boys’ were not likely to bother Natalie. They did not bother Bella, and I could not bear for this cat with the tiny paws to remain caged any longer. While our home was far from perfect, we loved cats. Bobbi, after checking with a volunteer who had been debating taking Natalie home as well, called us back. Natalie could go home with us!

 
The day she came home was one of the busiest days my husband had with our small dessert business. He had 12 orders to do, and so Natalie came home to me, Bella, and the ‘boys’. When she was out of the carrier, and in our bedroom, she explored the length of the room, sniffing. She then looked up at me, with large eyes, and meowed loudly, leapt up onto the bed, and fell into a deep sleep. 

The next day, we opened the door between the rooms and the boys, who had been very curious about what had gone into it in the carrier, carefully slunk in, sniffing around. For whatever reason, they did not think to jump on the bed, where Natalie lay.

It was not til later that Natalie came out, sniffing and curious. When she saw Ruffy sitting on the carpet, she hissed and growled loudly. She had the loudest meow I have ever heard, and growls like she is twice her size. Ruffy turned and ran over to his cat tree, and disappeared into a paper bag there for safety. (He loves paper bags). 

Natalie sniffed around the room. Smokieboo watched her curiously. He seemed unmoved by her hissing and growling. He watched her carefully, but with more curiosity than fear or apprehension. Later that evening, despite her growling and hissing, he jumped up on the bed and lay beside me. (I am his person, and woe to the cat that thinks that anything will keep him from me.) I thanked goodness that Bella appeared to have missed the Natcat.

The next day the two met. Bella didn’t hiss, though I expected her too. She didn’t seem happy, but she certainly didn’t seem overly hostile. Since Natalie’s been here, Bella has given her the ‘Smacky paw’ a couple times, but Natalie growls, hisses, and retreats-slightly. She then sits on the small rug outside the bathroom, and stretches her claws on it.

A couple of days after we got Natalie home, we noticed a small red patch on her ear. We took her to our vet, and she confirmed it - Natalie had ringworm. We were given medication, and we started her on it immediately. To our wonder, and giving thanks to Higher Powers, not one of us or the cats got it. Fortunately, when we were at the vets, she made note of the small bump on Nat’s underside. She told us that she felt a lump on her mammary area should warrant being taken off and biopsied. However, Natalie had a slight cold and had been throwing up. We treated this, and again not one of the other cats got anything.

In early January all of Natalie’s issues that prevented the surgery were resolved. Doctor Paoloni told us she didn’t think the surgery would be a ‘big deal.’ We were worried, as Natalie was no spring chicken. But Dr. P pointed out she was an otherwise healthy cat - her blood work had come back fine. She felt not to do the surgery was more dangerous, as this lump could grow worse.

The day that Natalie was due to have the surgery, I went to work and waited for the vet to call, or my husband to hear from the vet. Finally, he called me 30 minutes before I was to leave. “The growth was very large. Natalie had to have a double mastectomy.” The growth had spread all the way down her chest.  They had spent a lot of time taking it out. They had also removed polyps form Natalie’s ears. We had known Natalie was deaf-she meowed loudly because she could not hear herself. We hoped that the deep cleaning of her ears and the removal of the polyps will perhaps restore even a little hearing to her. 

Dr. P and the nurses told us that Natalie had come through the surgery great. They wanted to keep her overnight, but we were allowed to visit. 

When we went in, Natalie was in a carrier with a towel around her. She gave me the ’silent meow’. I kissed her tiny head and cried over her. My husband told her goodnight, kissed her paw, and then we left. I hated walking out of there. 

Tonight as I write this, Natalie is stretched out on our bed. Smokieboo came in and lay on the other side of the bed for a bit, then went back into the kitchen. The cats have just had their supper, and Natalie has had her pain medication. But today, 2 days after her surgery, she looks sore, but her surgery site looks much better, and her appetite is improving. The vet’s office has called daily to check on her progress. She gets an antibiotic a day, and pain med’s every 12 hours. She is sleeping on the blanket that I have that is the softest. 

The biopsy results will be back in 2 or 3 weeks.

My husband comes in and kisses my forehead, then leans down and kisses Natalie. She squeaks at him, and then puts out her head to be rubbed. She reaches out with a tiny paw, and puts it over his hand. She knows, no matter what, she is loved. 

Natalie has made friends in her sojourn. She belongs to Catster.com. She has her own blog. And she has friends. She is one of the ‘Elderwise’ - those cats who have wisdom in years that stretch before them and beyond them, a cat who has experience, strength, wisdom. She has come through much, our Natalie. But she has persevered. 

 
And we are fortunate to be able to call her our friend, and be entrusted with the wonder of caring for her, and getting to listen to her ‘rrrrtpt?’ as we lean over to kiss her forehead, rub her ear, and whisper ‘Goodnight Little Ms. Tinypaws’ as she settles in beside me, her purr is the only sound in the darkness.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The stitches and staples are out-the Cone of Shame Remains!</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/709567</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 1 Feb 2011 07:16:41 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Dearest Felines, and of course, their Humans or other Admirers,

Yesterday was a trial. 
First, t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dearest Felines, and of course, their Humans or other Admirers,

Yesterday was a trial. 
First, the good part of Yesterday-Having been a Diary pick of the day! Ah, how it moves me that you all so think of me, and send me present and encouragement to cheer me! And my small heart, well, I am moved, feline friends-and others. Because I never knew other cats cared so much, or their people.
You see, no one who saw me at the rescue looked twice at me. They were attracted to the romping youth in the cage beside me, or the fair White Angora above.
    Mommy and Daddy saw me though, and Mommy and Daddy told me that I was going home with them. Daddy held me and cried. He could not believe 'someone like me' would be in a cage in a rescue at my age. Mommy was sad, and told Daddy I was one of the lucky ones, because in some places I would have not been there-I would have been 'euthanized'. I know what that means. (shudder). But I am not. I am here, laying upon a soft bed. My trial, besides itchy ears and sore little ouchies were the staples came out of, is the RB beside me. But I won't let that distract me. 
    Yesterday, was lovely, and I was sleeping, dreaming of Pulitzer Prizes....I am sure I spelled that wrong, and Mommys editing lately has been poor...but I was dreaming of press conferences and pawprints...and then, suddenly, Daddy was there.
    Now, Daddy should have known better than to startle me out of a pleasant slumber and there was that thing...that carrier. 
    I knew what that meant! I am no fool! Daddy then picked me up and began to try to put me into THAT THING!
    I did not want to go-and I resisted. Mine is not the way of Peaceful Resistance! I guess I made a lot of noise. I don't hear most things, so I can only imagine it was, but I did my best. But my upsetment did not move him. He was bigger, but I can be stubborn. After he insisted, and I found myself losing the fight, I let go with one of the only weapons left. I released the contents of my bladder on him. Nothing like some warm cat pee to deter someone. But, sigh, it did not. Daddy is a very determined fellow. Still, I can't fault him. He was doing what was in 'my best interest!'
   And so, unhappily and mewing for Mommy, I was in this small dark place.
    And the brother of mine that is handsome, hee walked right into his carrier.
   He has no fear of carriers. He has told me that Mommy and Daddy have traveled in the car with him, and that they went to a cabin in the woods one time with a lovely screened porch and a fireplace and logs he could scratch on. He said there was a warm bed and he got to ride in the carrier and then they would stop and have SNACKS! And he would be allowed out of the carrier to eat with them! Well, as he imparted this to me, I calmed. Perhaps snacks would be forthcoming. He let me know by meow and his easy relaxed nature that he did not fear whatever was to happen. I tried to look to him for example. After all, he had been with them a couple years, and knew the ropes.
    So then we all picked up Mommy from her work. Mommy leaned back and rubbed my little head and I was cheered somewhat. She spoke softly to me to comfort me, I could see her lips move.
    And then, we were at the Vet.
    They took out the staples, and yes, it hurt a bit. They took out the stitches and Big vet and my friend the technician Rachel, who I always regret being grumpy with because she calls me 'beautiful' and 'fighter girl' in an admiring way, well, she exudes kindess. As do the vets. Big Vet, she is very gentle with her little fingers. She cleaned my earts and put some medicine in them. And then she told Mommy and Daddy that I would need to come back next week for another follow up! Does this never end!!!! Ruffy, well, he was the solidier. They took him away to another room, and then bought him out front. Then, Mommy and Daddy picked up our carriers and we left.
    It is always a little scary, going from the warm rooms to the cold outside, even in our carriers, which have towels that are big and fluffy in them to keep us warm. But then we were in the nice warm car...
   And I forgot to say this....The Cone of Shame remains! Another 3-5 days! I do not want it on, but the Big Vet said that I need a little more healing and so it's still on! But, I could not focus on that. Ruffy told me Daddy had said 'Wendys' and that meant a Treat!
    And so Mommy and Daddy did not go home right away. They went through something called a 'Drive Through'. Then Daddy pulled the car over, got out, and took off the cone of shame and gave me a little dish with cut up hamburer in it! Ruffy was devouring his, he had told me this, and I ate some of it...but I really just wanted to get home and get back on the bed. I ate some and then settled back into my carrier.
   And then, we went home and Daddy opened the carrier door, and I was on the bed. Ah!
    I am resting today, and Mommy noticed I am a little quiet and a little sore. Last night, I must say I shocked myself. Daddy went to play with me and put his face too close to where they had taken out the stitches and before I knew it I had hit him with my Smacky Paw! Sweets! Am I channeling you!!!! I felt sorry, really, because I had smacked Daddy in the face, and Mommy has to trim my nails, they have grown in so fast. So I think I hurt Daddys feelings, but this morning, he fed me, took the cone off, and sat and petted me when I ate. I think he understands. I didn't mean to hurt him, I was just for a moment panicked. Too many people doing too many scary things last night.
    So today I rest. The RB is on the bed beside me. I heard Mommy say to Daddy they need to get him some new toys-the RB is BORED! Mommy has also said that he is 'next' as he is grooming too much and his skin appears itchy. We are now on 'grain free' food except for a little science diet dry. There is a bit of that around, but the rest is getting 'better'. Mommy is hoping that will help, and now wants to find out how to put us all on good suppliments or vitamins to boost our immune systems.
  

    So another day is here. It's cloudy and warm and I'm resting. I don't know what will happen at the appointment next week, but it's a week away. For now, I will lay on the soft bed, rest, drowse, and do what cats do best....BE.

    I thank you all, most humbly, for being my friends.

Purringly,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Groovin...on a Sunday afternoon...or rather evening! And good evening to you, Feline Friends!</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 30 Jan 2011 15:35:58 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>I apologise for being remiss and not blogging sooner. You see, there has been 'excitement' around th ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ I apologise for being remiss and not blogging sooner. You see, there has been 'excitement' around these parts. 
    Do not trouble yourselves, truly. It was not related to 'Moi'. No indeed. It was my handsome brofur, Ruffy.
    Ruffy, on Friday night got scooped up and put in a carrier, and taken off the the Vet. You see, he was very listless, except when Chicken was put on a plate before him. That was his only change to a cat that appeared happy.
    He has not been 'himself'. I don't know who he was, but he was doing the best imitation I've seen lately of Camille. He lay there, coughing once in awhile, listless. Yes, he was miserable.
    So mommy and daddy carted him off, in the big carrier, to the place that I have been to, too many times.
    Afterward, Mommy and Daddy talked about it, so I know what happened. Apparently Big Vet X rayed Ruffy, took some of his blood, they did some tests. Ruffy's x rays were compared to x rays from last year of his chest and his lungs were 40 per cent worse. So he was given shot of antibiotics, and Big Vet is awaiting tests back. He also has to go back tomorrow, because they want to get urine from him. Some level of something was a little high.
    Mommy and Daddy spent yesterday afternoon looking for a good air purifier. They did not find the one they needed. Today they bought one home, it is hooked up,and they believe it is making it better for all of us. But I was just looking off the bed at him sitting in the living room, and yes, he looks a little better.
     He is watching Daddy by the oven, but he need not bother. Daddy is not making him Chicken. Daddy is making a 'cheesecake'. Daddy is doing this for the Vets. We have already had our supper, and a great one it was. Mommy said she has us on 'better food' but it tastes good, and I don't mind it.
     Well, they have been letting me eat with the cone of shame off. Except yesterday Mommy thought that she saw me 'at' my ouchie. I was, er, well, looking at it. But that woman! Can you believe that she scooped me up, put that thing around my neck, and told me that I had to have it on again because she was worried I would be at my 'stitches and staples.' So I have been stapled together like a memo. And tomorrow Big Vet or Little Vet takes them out. 
    Ah, what we must endure!
    And yesterday, Mommy got so mad at the RB!!! And he deserved it, yes he did! He 'went' at me. I had just had my cone put back on, and I was going to jump back on the bed, and he came and me and ambushed me, and went to scratch at my undersid where the ouchie was! I screamed at him, and Mommy came between us and said "SMOKIE BOO!!!!!" Her voice was low and sounded like a big growl. He slunk under the bed, and Mommy lifted me onto the bed, comforting me. And then, can you imagine!!! She said I had to FORGIVE the RB!!! She said that he had a 'hard' life! Well, what did I have before I was rescued? But Mommy loves the Brute. I don't know why. She said that he has had a very hard time, and sometimes he 'acts out'. Well, wait til I get my Cone off. He'll be sorry. I may be small, and have tiny paws, but I lived outside too for awhile.
   Mommy said that the lady who worked and did adoptions at the Rescue I lived in sent her a little 'history' on me. She said that I was not an owner turn in, that I was found by a lady roaming the streets, and I was so friendly and went up to her that she thought I belonged to someone. She looked for my owner, but no one ever answered her flyers. She then held me in her basement til the rescue could take me. I had to be in the basement because she had two dogs that don't like cats. And then, well, it's history. I was taken to a vet by her and was tested for things and spayed. But Mommy said she thought the vet was not good, because of the condition of my ears. But I licked mommys nose and told her it's all behind me now. 
    And my dears, I have a very handsome cat I have seen on this site that I find so handsome and charming! I am wondering if he could ever find me as wonderous as I find him! He has overcome so much, and I look in his eyes and I see....well, a very old soul with a very young heart. He has character, and is so handsome and charming....

     Ah, but that is but something to enjoy and feel the happy purrs rise in my throat....life, my dears, is for living, no matter where you are. Enjoy the good food, the warm bed, the good book...I have found that the large tomes make the warmest nap places when your Person is attempting to enjoy them and Ignoring You. 

    Today I feel well, and am napping....dreaming of the most handsome cat I have ever seen. 

     'To sleep...perchance to dream....'

Thank you all for your most wonderful attention, purrs, and friendships. I will see what transpires tomorrow at the vet. They may be too busy taking care of the Orange Ruffy to pay much attention to me, becuase there has been talk of me seeing a 'Specialist'.

I send Purrs to all of you...and am so glad to have come here and gotten to know you all!

Stretched out here on the bed....
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Mommy stayed home today!  Of Chicken and warm beds...</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 14:22:10 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings Kit-tahs!
Are any of you staring out at the snow, warm in your beds, and enjoying being l ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings Kit-tahs!
Are any of you staring out at the snow, warm in your beds, and enjoying being loved?
I am. I want to thank all of you for being so kind.
I have to much to do to worry about that what the vets called cancer was taken out. I trust Big Vet and Little Vet. An explanation about why I call them that. Dr.M (little vet) was a tech, and started very young. A few years ago she went to vet school, graduated and then returned to be a vet. She is so young. But not perhaps as young as one would think. She is also about to, and it looks like it could be any day now, have a human kitten. Well, I presume it will be a human kitten. For all I know, she believes in interspecies relations. However, perhaps not. She has a dog, I believe, as well as a cat.  She is very sweet, and young, and she talks very very fast. It's hard to read her lips.
Dr. P is 'Big Vet'. She's not big at all. Shes medium sized for a human female. We like her because she's very much for treating us as she treats her animals, and understands how scary it can be to be at the vets office. They are both gentle.
    But Mommy was home today! It was wonderful, because we had lunch. When mommy is here we get lunch. Mommy even took out some chicken and cooked it for us. Yummmm!
   Mommy moved a little slower though, I had to hurry her up with a meow now and then. Mommy fell and did what she told daddy was a 'snow angel' yesterday because of the snow. She is sore, and moves like I did after the surgery. I still got her to cook the chicken for me, though! I went in my box and scratched and scratched and guess what? When I scratched my ear this time, I worked off the cone of shame! Yes I did! And I manged to have it off for a few moments before Mommy came in and saw me. And I complained alot when she took a hold of me. I even growled. But Mommy does not fear me. She laughs. She thinks this is funny, does she? Well, we'll see about that.
    After she again wedged that dreaded thing over my head and tied it around my neck, I stared at her with slitted eyes and growled a little more. I went to my little mat in front of the bathroom, and exercised my claws. She still did not look frightened. I went over and hissed up at the RB on the top of the scratching post. 
   "Natalie the Natcat Tinyface Tiny Paws!" I read her lips as she said. "He hasn't done anything to you!"
    No, no, not yet. But when those aliens come and suck you up into their ship you'll remember how I tried to protect you then.
    Mommy was pleased this morning though. She was happy when the other Orange Cat...the Handsome brother I havw, came in and laid down very gingerly by me. He moved close, but he was careful, and respectful. I was mellow, and figured, oh well.  
   I allowed him by me this time. For one, I was sleeping, it was warm, I could not see him well, and he needed company. I watched Mommy rub his head, his ears. He has to see the Vet tomorrow, he appears to have a hurt paw and has been wheezing and squinting and backing up for no reason, and he hasn't been as active as he can be in the mornings. Mommy is worried and so is Daddy. Daddy believes that Ruffy is his 'Familar'. He is the one who, when Ruffy has to take medicine, gives it to him.
    But I did allow him on the bed, and Mommy was happy. 
    Mommy has finished the Chicken and Daddy has just come home. I'm going to go and see if he will give me some. There are 3 pieces, and 4 of us. Wonder how they'll work that. Well, I will make sure I get my Chicken!
    I want to again thank you all for your kindess! I am beside myself...well, no, that is Ruffy sitting there...but really, I am moved by your kindess, your purs, and your extreme thoughtfulness in including me in your circle of Felines.

With gratitude,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The biopsy results are back...</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/708788</link>

				<pubdate>Wed, 26 Jan 2011 12:39:50 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>My ears are ok. The polyps were nasty-but negative.

My mammary biopsy came back positive for canc ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ My ears are ok. The polyps were nasty-but negative.

My mammary biopsy came back positive for cancer.

My vet says she believes she  'got it all'. As she and the little vet were working on me, I am going to do my best to think positive and believe her.

Mommy is worried. But nothing new there. She lives in a state of worry. It's a Virgo thing.

My Daddy is hopeful. He's always hopeful. He us upbeat mostly. Though sad today. The cousin I did not ever get to meet, Blackie, passed on today. Blackie owned my mom's sister. He had a growth in his mouth, was supposed to have surgery but a cat scan first. When they did the scan, they found the cancer had spread to his jaw. His mommy felt it would be better to 'let him go' because she did not want him to suffer. 

Mommy and Daddy were told by the Big Vet that she would discuss more when I went to have the stitches removed. She stated i would have to have a 'wellness' check up more often than other kitties, blood drawn,stuff like that, and a lung X ray every six months.

I'm thinking positive, hopeful thoughts. I have made it this far, Kit-tahs. In the words of John Paul Jones (whoever he is)
"I have not yet begun to fight!"

But for now, I'd rather nap. Maybe I can convince Mommy or Daddy to take off the Cone of Shame when I eat tonight.

love and purrs to you all!

Natalie the NatCat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Daily Diary Pick of the Day! Horray! And Humble thanks !</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 26 Jan 2011 07:07:50 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Mommy just turned on the computer and saw it, too, I imagine! I am honored! She called Daddy before  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Mommy just turned on the computer and saw it, too, I imagine! I am honored! She called Daddy before she left for work, so now, it is Known. Mommy told Daddy 'What about Leno? Do you think they would want her?"
    Daddy said that it was something to consider. Perhaps it would lead to a contract with William Morris. Or maybe he meant just Morris. 
    I don't know, Kit-tahs-I am so honored my Diary was choosen as one of the  Diary Picks of the Day! Goodness! But I won't let it go to my head. And as for Leno, way past my bedtime. I require my beauty sleep at 10pm. (you know where your cat is. Asleep, under the covers.)
   I would much rather stay here with all of you. I would like to thank you for all your kind support. The Cone of Shame isn't as annoying today. 
    And ah hah! Last night Bella was taken out to the vet, and this morning, they put a hose in her and filled her with water! And then Daddy gave her medicine and Mommy did too, later! So I only take one syringe of stuff by mouth, Bella takes more, and they pur water in her, too! Mommy told the boys to be nice to her. She need not have bothered. They leave her alone. Bella may be small and furry, but she has her bed up high on the love seat in the living room, like she is a Queen or something. This morning I went in, looked at her there, and almost felt sorry for her. Then, I remembered the Smacky Paw....somehow she is channeling Sweets-and that is a worry. But after that, no, I did not feel sorry for her at all, then. She smacked my Cone. 
    The 'boys' are up on the cat treet, at the top. The RB is on the topmost platform, still waiting for his Close Encounter. Ruffy is just below him-his handsome orange coat is redeeming, and if he remains asleep I could almost like him. 
   But ah, I go back after my drink of water, back to my cozy cocoon, to rest. And dream of how honored and cared about I am from all my new friends!
    Thank you, my friends....

Purrrrr
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Tuesday afternoon excitement.</title>
		<link>http://www.catster.com/cats/1172687/diary/Musings_from_the_granny_kit_tahj/708668</link>

				<pubdate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 12:45:40 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello Kit-tahs!
I want to greet you all and let you know I feel better, though  Mommy is worried be ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello Kit-tahs!
I want to greet you all and let you know I feel better, though  Mommy is worried because she hasn't seen me pee or poop. She's worried. Daddy said that I held my poop for 3 days last time,and I am probably peeing when they aren't home, because I'm eating fine. I am hoping they don't get that carrier down for me ahead of time. 
    I know they are taking Bella to the Vet this afternoon. Mommy was on the phone about it earler. Bella has been 'throwing up'. I do this sometimes too. I have a sensitive stomach. But Bella has some 'issues' and I know Mommy is worried. I meowed very loudldy at Mommy this morning and I always speak to her with a 'rrrrpt?' when she sits beside me.
    With the Cone of Shame on, it makes things a little harder so see around it, is all. 
    But this morning,she actually played with me for a little with Mr. String! I really like playing with that! 
   I finished up my pain meds. I don't really feel I need them. Of course, I'm still, and sore. But if I could only groom! I would probably feel lots better. 
   I feel bad for Mommy when she is sad. I put my tiny paw on her hand. She always kisses me on my tiny nose, or the top of my head. I love Mommy and Daddy.
    I'm sort of sleepy today, it must the be nice radiator heat.
The RB has come in, and is making those odd noises that revibrate through me as he gazes out the window, and looks around. I dont' know what he see's, but I suspect any day now the 'ET calling home' will work and something will come and scoop him up and he'll fly off in a silver colored spaceship, the same color as his fur.  
   Well, I will bid everyone happy naptime for now.

love and Purrs,
Natalie the Natcat

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		<title>Aliens amoungst us</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 13:45:42 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Good afternoon Kit-tahs. The NatCat is beginning to feel better.
   I spent most of yesterday relax ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Good afternoon Kit-tahs. The NatCat is beginning to feel better.
   I spent most of yesterday relaxing, and reclining on the bed. However, I have learned something.
    My ear is very itchy. It's been at me a great deal. And this Cone of Shame is almost beyond endurance.
   Well, I try to scratch my neck, but of course I can't. The Cone is there, getting in the way. However, it's maddening. So this morning I kept at the scratching, and I began to notice something...the cone, the dreaded thing, was getting more and more loose! My mom, the only one home, had not noticed! And with one last scratch, I pulled the horrid thing off!
     Ah, satisfaction! The first thing I did was wash! I wet my little paw and washed my face! Oh how good it felt!!! 
    Unfortunately, Mommy had not yet left for work. Mommy must had known somehow-and she came in! Mommy looked alarmed, and I looked up at her with sad wide eyes. But Mommy was not moved. She took the cone of shame and put it back around my neck. I stared at the bed, and did my best to look totally sad. 
     Well, mommy called Daddy. She told him. She told him that she wants to see if the Vet can see me earlier than next week, because she thinks I'm healing well, and she wants to see if maybe they can 'take the stitches and stuff out early.' I was both happn and apprehensive, but to get this thing off early! Ah! That would be good. But Daddy called back a bit later and said that I had to keep this thing on til next Tuesday! Ah, how shall I bear it? Perhaps I'll be able to loosen it again, and do it this time when my humans aren't home!
    Something funny happend this morning. I was sleeping when all of a sudden at 3am my mom leapt up in bed and threw on the light. I saw her look of panic, but I was still sleepy. I looked at Mommy curiuosly, and she was looking around with worry. I read her lips. "NATALIE???!!! NATALIE???" 
Daddy rolled over. "She's here, honey! Right here!"
    "Where is Ruffy? Is he ok?" She had gotten up and walking around looking frantic. It was then I saw a grey streak race out of the room. It was, of course, the RB. 
   Now, I cannot hear him, but I have FELT the vibrations from his cry when I'm sitting nearby on the floor. He does not meow, fellow felines. Rather, he makes a sound that feels as though someone is drawing their nails across a chalkboard, or as if some frozen branch was rubbing against a frozen window. But it was not a frozen branch. It was the RB, making that weird, high pitched vocal sound that was very loud, apparently, as Mommy sat straight up as though pulled by strings and flung herself from the bed as if possessed by some other force. The RB likes to vocalize about 3 am. He has taken to racing around if he can't get attention, sometimes landing on Daddy's legs, or reaching up to grab Mommys foot. Sometimes he sits in the windowsill, evne if it's closed, looking out and making that weird 'eeewaaaheeeee' sound that revibrates across the floor if you're sitting there.
   I'm not sure, at this point if the RB is really an RB at all. I have my doubts about him being feline-at least from this planet. I begin to accept that the RB is calling the MotherShip, and waiting for their return so they can make us all do his bidding, or, joy of joys, climb aboard his starship and head for the sky, and whatever universe dropped him here in the first place. 
    The RB was racing back and forth, bouncing off the wall of the small living room. The other male, Orange Ruffy, was jogging behind him, but not too close. The Orange Marmalade cat appears to be having an issue with his front paw. I read mommy's lips and they said 'Ruffy and Vet' in the same sentence. How glad I am that the carrier will be taken out for someone else beside's me. 
    But now he cantered behind the Grey Demon cat and then stood aside as the RB bounded off the wall, braced by back legs like a swimmer in that human spectacle they call the olympics. 
    Mommy looked relieved. Then annoyed. She has a hard time going back to sleep and Daddy got up to scoop boxes and feed everyone. Mommy graciously held my plate for me when Daddy bought it.
    The RB and the Orange Marmalade went to supervise Daddy, and I cuddled with Mommy after I ate. I feel badly for her. It was so cold, and she had to get up in a couple hours and get ready to leave for that place she calls 'work'. It's already dark when she comes home, and I did my best to make her feel better.
    The Mothership did not come back for the RB today. But perhaps it will tonight and we will get to watch it.

Thank you eveyrone for all your wonderful purrs and prayers. I believe they are working. I took a page from a fellow felines book and gave the smacky paw to Ruffy, but he dodged me.
  
    There is always tomorrow.

Love and Purrs,
Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A little better every day</title>
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				<pubdate>Sun, 23 Jan 2011 17:16:11 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Dear Kit-tah friends,

I want to thank you all for your encouragement and support. Today is Sunday ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Dear Kit-tah friends,

I want to thank you all for your encouragement and support. Today is Sunday. I spent the day resting on the soft blanket on mom and dad's bed. I was able to really make them happy and excited today at 3 am! Can you guess why? Well, I pooped. Not once, but twice. I meowed loudly before hand, managed to get off the bed by myself, because the humans did not respond to my immediate call, and I went in the box and did my business. I made sure to scratch the litter so hard and kick it out that Daddy had to get  up. 
    Daddy then scooped the box clean, threw away the little baggie he always uses, washed his hands, then went back to bed. I got back on the bed when I felt nature call again. It was only 5 minutes later, and again, sigh, neither of my people responded. I went into the box and again scratched around, completed the task set out to do, and scratched alot of litter around. I could hear it hit the floor-I am getting my strength back. Even the big pellets of Feline Pine flow! I heard daddy get up. He was happy and excited. You see, I had not pooped since before my surgery. I was saving it up, you know, when you have an ouchie near your stomach, it hurts to move certain muscles. But I feel so much better now. I made daddy get up and bring me some food. In doing so, he woke Mommy up, which was entertaining, because she was then required to pet me as I came and sat on her legs after I finished eating. I made Daddy hold my plate-it's hard for me to reach my plate when I have this annoying cone on my head. 
     My humans are very kind, though. I love them.
     My ouchie hurts a little less every day. I am still getting pain medicine every 12 hours, and it really does help, but makes me sleepy. The last picture on the page is me sleeping, just after I gone some medicine. I also get an antibiotic once a day. 
     But I am moving around more when I do get up. I don't hurt as much, though my ear is itching me. I will be glad when the cone of shame comes off. 
    The up side is that the two boy cats-the orange one and the RB, have not stayed in here too much. Today the RB came in and sat on the side of the bed for a little, but surprisingly, he did not trouble me. He sat quietly and then left, to do what, I do not know. But I rested in the warmth of a hissing radiator spilling warmth into the room. 
    Tonight I had more to eat, and then took another nap. I get up for little bits, then go back to sleep. But my surgery site is a lot less swollen, and I do not feel too badly most of the time.
    I want to thank all of you who have been so kind, and so generous with your well wishes and purrs. I know that some of you who have been through 'vet troubles' understand-and I thank you for thinking of me. You are all so lovely-we are an excellent species, all of us, such lovely variations in coats, sizes, and colors.
    Yawwwwn...the medince is making me drowsy again...purrrs to all of you with much warmth.

Natalie the Natcat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>From Natalies mom....</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:13:13 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Thank you everyone, your prayers and purrs are working!

Natalie is resting now. She just took her ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Thank you everyone, your prayers and purrs are working!

Natalie is resting now. She just took her pain med. She wouldn't let me pill her with the antibiotic, I will try before I leave for work. I had put some in some tuna, thinking she would eat it, she loves tuna. But she ate around it.

She has so far used the box to pee-not poop. This morning she got into the big box before I even saw her and tinkled. I checked her incision and it's ok. I will put a layer of feline pine in that box to make it safer. She won't use the shredded paper in the little box now. 

She is eating well. She still hasn't had a drink of water. When I come home we'll leave the bedroom door open in case she wants to drink from the fountain in the living room. 

I havent' seen her get down from the bed, yet, but she has a stepstool here to jump down onto. I have seen her jump up, and she appears to have no trouble doing that. She is amazing.

We'll keep her in the bedroom by herself today. I have the window cracked a tiny bit, but the windows are otherwise closed. 

I am so gland Ms. Natalie the Natcat Tinyface Tinypaws is home. She laid for a half hour on my arm with her paws crossed over me, and purred.

I wish I could stay home with her today, but though it's snowing here, so far they haven't said work is closed. Wish it would be.

Thank you all for your prayers and purrs. We need them still, we're praying the biopsies will be ok.

with many thanks,
Debbie, Tiger, and yes, even the other furkids.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Good morning, fellow felines-the Natcat blogs again...</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:04:50 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Good morning my feline and human friends.
I am incredibly touched that you all sent me prayers and  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Good morning my feline and human friends.
I am incredibly touched that you all sent me prayers and purrs. Please keep them coming.
Today, ah, today. The radiator hisses. I can drowse on the warm bed. 
I am still not my best, but I am alive, and yes, one must live in the moment.
This morning I had a quater can of faancy feast and my mom just gave me some tuna fish. I didn't eat much. There was a chopped up pill in it. Now really mom. What do you think I am, a dog that swallows things whole and doesnt' notice such things? I ate atround it, but it still tasted bitter. I heard mommy tell daddy taht she would have to 'figure something else out'. This is a concern, because daddy will find a way to push it down my throat. Ah, wondering if I can push him away with my tiny paws.

This morning mommy helped me off the bed. I went out to the living room to let those other felines know I WAS BACK, and let them know that I am staying. That other female Bella took advantage of my situation, she came over and smacked me. However, it landed on this most inconvienent cone I have on my head. Ah! So you see, you grey and white would be 'turkish angora' with pretensions, you didn't get me! She has worn the 'cone of shame' too. However, I will best this thing. 

Oh gosh, I hurt.  But I snuck into the regular litter box,relieved my bladder, and got out, cover and all, before mommy could even notice! Ah, mom, you see how fast I am! Even with this ouchie.

I am cranky with the others, more so than usual, because one feels more vulnurable like this. But by gosh, I'm no invalid! I jumped back up on the bed by myself. Nothing wrong with me really, that rest won't cure. I am going to rest, it's snowing outside, but warm in here. The other cats will have to be out in the front room today, though, truthfully, I would maybe like having them wander back here. But mommmy and daddy said that I need my beauty sleep. Still, the RB managed to get up on the bed next to me this morning when the door was opened. He laid down right beside me. No, I don't think he was being friendly-he wanted to annoy me. It's what he does best. I growled, but he did not heed. He took advantage of the cone of shame and my weakness. Mommy thought it was 'sweet' but I let her know that he is just telling me he believes this is HIS bed and if I didn't like it, I could leave. But I won't. the RB will have to deal with it.

I am sleeping all stretched out so my abdomen ouchie can heal. My ear troubles me, but Mommy rubs it for me and has been coming to sit with me. She put a little step for me by the bed too, so I could get up and down. 

However, we cats all know that beauty sleep is the best thing for this, really. so I will go back to sleep for now. I need to. I will have to fight daddy with this pill thing later. 

Thank you all so much for the purrs and prayers. I am sore, still, but sleep is overtaking me, and I feel so good being home.

Purrs of love and gratitude,
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Natalie is home</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 17:00:17 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>She has a very big ouchie. She had a double masectomy I am sorry, I know I spelled that wrong. She i ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ She has a very big ouchie. She had a double masectomy I am sorry, I know I spelled that wrong. She is laying in my spot on the bed. She peed in the little litter box in here and then jumped up on the bed. She ate some fancy feast and now is resting. She has a cone on her head she hates.
The vet told my husband that despite the large incision on her belly, the reason the surgery was 3 1/2 hours was because her ears were a mess. She said she took out polyps, and the plug of wax gunk that was blocking her ear drum was so hard that when they dropped it on the table it was like a metal screw hitting it.
We aren't sure if she can hear, yet. She hates the e collar, but it has to stay on for awhile. Too much stuff done. She just took her pain meds, and I am hoping she can poop in the box ok. 
The room is very warm, the radiator is hissing steam, and she finally closed her eyes. My heart aches for her, but she's a fiesty little kitty, fought when I gave her meds, so this is good. Thank you everyone for your prayers and purrs. They are most welcome and needed! Please lets pray and purr the biopsies will be negative. 
Ms. Natalie the Natcat Tinyface Tiny Paws is home, and we are so glad.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Natalie is recovering from surgery at the vets</title>
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				<pubdate>Wed, 19 Jan 2011 16:43:36 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>This is Natalies mom. She is recovery from surgery at the vet. The vet told us she might do better t ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ This is Natalies mom. She is recovery from surgery at the vet. The vet told us she might do better to stay overnight, because it was a big surgery, much larger than was thought.
     Natalie has a big incisiion on her belly, and they removed polyps from her ears. All were biopsied. We are praying they are beign. 
     We went to visit her tonight, and she meowed weakly to me. I felt so guilty leaving her there, but feel it was better. We both have to work tomorrow, and her daddy will pick her up at about 4:30. 
    When we visited her she was shivering. They covered her with a towel and told me this was not unusual after surgery, because she came from the warm hospital area to the area patients visit with their family. 
    I miss my Tinyface. I felt so badly, because we can't explain this to her, why she had to have the surgery, why she is still there, why we left. I'm hoping she'll be ok, but know that she's with good vets, and good techs.
   Just wanted to let everyone know.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Surgery tomorrow</title>
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				<pubdate>Tue, 18 Jan 2011 12:40:12 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Well, Kit-tahs,

This may be it for a couple days, I hope it's only a couple days. Daddy is on his ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Well, Kit-tahs,

This may be it for a couple days, I hope it's only a couple days. Daddy is on his way home. He thinks I don't know this, but I am to go to 'Dr. P's' tonight, to have surgery tomorrow. 

Do not fear. I do not feel unwell, not in the least my fellow felines. I feel remarkably well. I know that Daddy and Mommy-Mommy especially, feel badly about me having to have surgery, but I do trust Dr. P, even if I do push her away with my tiny paws. (What tiny paws pussywussy has!' she says-I read lips, you remember!)
    But I trust her. She has told Mommy and Daddy I have mammary gland tumors. She is not sure if they are 'serious' or not, but feels a biopsy is in order. I know that this is best. Afterward, I want to get a little pink pawprint with a pink ribbon to post somewhere....yes, girls, all of us need regular breast exams, be we human or kit-tah, or even, heavens, canine.

    My former 'Person' did not spay me. I don't know why. Spaying is the healthist thing for all cats, really. It keeps us from what I now face. However, this is important to me in that I am now facing surgery, and want any other cats not to face what I do. Oh, I shall face it with bravery, my dears. I know my human mommy will be worried...and I don't want to worry her further. My human daddy loves me, and I know he is doing what is best. But no cat should have to, in this day and age, be having surgery for something that could be prevented. So please, parents without fur (and for you human parents and do have fur, like Daddy on his back, well, that is our secret...opps, or was!) please make sure to get your new kit-tah 'fixed'. It is not costly, and in the end, shall prevent what I now go through.

     I will take my little yellow 'yeeeeooow' banana with me. It is stuffed with catnip, and I enjoy it. I will stare up at Daddy as he gets the carrier, and let him know. I am just as glad that mommy will still be at work. I know how she hates when we have to go to the vet and 'stay over'. This is not my first vet stay-I did have my teeth done by the rescue, after all. I will not note the RB's look of gloating as he slinks into my  cat bed. The RB will not gloat so much when it is  his turn to go and have his face fixed. (he came to mommy and daddy with a tiny hole in the side of his face, it doesn't hurt him to eat or anything. It just leaks a little.) I will not gloat over him going then, though. I am the bigger cat. Well, in nature, anyway.

    But I blow you kisses, Kit-tahs, with my tiny paws. And tell you, yes, I will write again.

With sighs of courage,
Natalie the NatCat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Of things chicken and salmon...</title>
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				<pubdate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 13:05:32 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Good afternoon Kit-tahs. I hope all of you are well, and enjoying your cat wellness. 
   Last night ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Good afternoon Kit-tahs. I hope all of you are well, and enjoying your cat wellness. 
   Last night my Person, the Mom, made salmon for herself and Dad. I and the other cats had a bit each, as a treat. I tried to prevail upon them to give me more, because I would rather that than cat food. But it was a tasting only. But today things look promising. She came in from outside, with a bag, and took out what smelled like chicken and put it in the warm thing called the oven. I read her lips, she said the chicken thighs are for us.
    I would like to enjoy them alone, but alas, there are other cats here. 
    One of them I have discussed, the RB. He at the moment sits insolently in the window, gazing out. The other cat is an older female. It is obvious that she is Top cat here-she sleeps on a fluffy mattress on which rests a folded soft blanket. It's on the small sofa like thing, and takes up half the space. The humans can't both sit on it at the same time, because this fluffy white and grey semi long haired feline rests there. My mom curls up beside her, and brushes her, or pets her. The female appears to like this devotion, and I would venture to say that they are bonded in a way some humans are with us. The female and I have crossed paths on occasion. I have to say that she is fiesty, and does not back down, but I refuse to bow before her as though I'm a mere new cat. No, I will hold her eye and growl. She stares at me, her fluffy tail extended and doesn't move. She is a tough cookie. I back down only when Daddy comes in and puts his hand on my side, breaking the visual contact. But I expect this. To date, our matches are a tie. I have swatted, she eyed me as though I were a a fly, with sneering disdain, and watched me as though asking what else I was going to do. Daddy broke it up, and I moved back into the bedroom.
    The other cat is sitting on the small rug by the bathroom. He's a dark orange cat, a boy, with very vivid orange swirl patterns on his side. He has learned respect and when I growl backs away or moves discretely from being too close to my Self. He loves food, and is the one who appears to get mealtime started around here. He's very good at weaving between the people's legs, and sometimes getting his tail or paw stepped on in the process. But usually the humans cave in and feed us because of it. For that, he is a useful animal, and to be honest, doesn't trouble me. He sometimes sits in the windowsill, but just now he sits close by Mom to see if she will rise and go and take the chicken out for us. But I could tell him from experience that it won't come out til it's done.
   This cat, this 'marmalade tabby' as mom calls him is called Orange Ruffy. From what I hear tell, Daddy named him for a fish. It seems appropriate, for he loves fish, and will moan and squeak and make little baby kitten sounds that are so pathetic that eventually Mommy or Daddy caves in and gives him something just to stop them. If he gets, we all do, so again, I am grateful. His coloring is near to mine, too, which is also why I think he is a handsome beast. But his coat is more patterned. He also has a large head and solid, sturdy paws and body. Yes, he is handsome, I give him his due. And useful in a way that is tolerable.
     The chicken in the oven smells good. It has made me pick up my head. Ah, and look right into the RB's green eyes. He stares at me, as though I will give up this spot. But I will not. With Mom a mere 2 feet away, he doens't try to muscle me out. She is not paying attention to us, but thats ok for now-I know she will if I say 'Mrrrrt?" in my lovely loud deep voice that I myself can't hear. 
     Mom is here with us, a lovely treat today. How I wish one of our humans was always here to pet us and brush us and feed us good things. But I have been on Daddy's little computer and must say adeiu for now, before Mom catch's me here. But she may know, for she reached over before and absently stroked my head as she headed into the other room. I think she's checking the Chicken! I see Ruffy run behind her and even the RB is gazing through half slitted eyes, his nose tilted in that direction. 
   Well, I sign off now, to find out if our chicken dinner is in the works.

Hungrily,
Natalie]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>TGIF-well, we'll have the parents here more, anyway-my thoughts on adopting a 'Senior' cat.</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 14 Jan 2011 13:26:16 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Greetings fellow Kit-tahs!

   Got onto the Dad's little computer again to blog. I think he's real ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Greetings fellow Kit-tahs!

   Got onto the Dad's little computer again to blog. I think he's realizing it. He commented he'd need to plug it in and recharge it later. 
    I have been reading some of the Catster questions about adopting, and wanted to address something here that seems rarely addressed-the issue of adopting an older, more experienced, seasoned, good time gal or guy cat. Not like me. No one could ever be like me. One can only aspire! But there are so many reasons you would benefit from taking an 'older' cat into your home.
    One is this: Experience. You see, we have Been Around. We aren't little kittens, who are all so fresh and new to life. Nope. We have things figured out. Like for the most part, things you humans might want a cat to know, like the litter box thing. We know what a litter box is and we know what it's for. At the rescue shelter I resided in some of the little kittens tried to eat litter! Why? Well, dear, simply because they were trying to figure out what it was for! Luckily, most learned with a little  help from friends, or watching others-there is little privacy for a cat in a shelter, you see.  But we feline elderwise Know These Things.
   I believe also, we have alot to offer. We're charming, cultured, we know what it's like to be in a home. Most of us wind up in shelters, or sadly, on the street through no fault of our own. Sometimes our former people 'surrender' us because they fall upon hard times. Some are just squish heads and should never have been allowed to live within 2 feet of a small brown cocharoach, and some, sadly, pass away and someone boots us out, or boxes us up if we're lucky enough to wind up in a place that won't 'put you down' (and I don't mean with disparaging remarks, either). 
    Also, Elderwise cats are smart. We've gotten through some tough times. Some of us have had wonderful lives, and would love to continue doing so. Some of us have had a tough time, and would relish some positive interaction with someone willing to love us, feed us, provide us with clean litter and good vet care. 
    And age, as they say, is a state of mind. I am Elderwise. I am deaf, too. But I love to play with the silky cords my Mom dangles before me and makes dance. I enjoy being picked up, snuggled in my daddy's work shirt, which smells of roast beef, gravy, roast chicken, cream, and so many wonderful things! (He is what they call a 'Chef' I believe.) I even love savoring the warmth of the radiator and through half closed eyes watching the RB in the spot he's taking up space in because he can't be in My Bed. Speaking of the RB, he is probably a 'purebred' Russian Blue, if that means anything to anyone. He was probably pitched out when the people Mommy refers to as "The Queens people from Deliverance" decided they wanted a Dog. At least thats the story on the street. SmokieBoo, I have learned, was in a sorry state when Mommy and Daddy found him. Mommy is Sure he's a 'Purebred' Russian Blue, and you see, it's sadly too easy for even one of the 'Royal Blues' to wind up in the gutter. While I'm not overly fond of the grey lug who's eyes sometimes cross strangely, I do not believe any cat deserves this, even him. While I can't count the RB as a Senior, he was not a kitten. And there are too many of us, past the 'kittenhood' stage who need purrrmanent homes. 
     I'd ask you this, dear humans...before you consider adopting another cat...and adopting my friends, is the only way to go until there are none of us without a home...consider us, the Elderwise who have so much to offer you. What you ask? Well, headrubs, purrs next to you on the couch, and liquid, mysterius eyes that hold the wisdom of the universe in our souls. Do you dare to take that step over and seek out the magick of the Elderwise? Well, you might want to-and let our Wisdom guide you. After all, as we gaze upon you, do you not feel in the company of Sages? And do not our Purrs and Kneading banish sadness as you are permitted to stroke silken fur?
    I bid you a jolly weekend, and to you Kit-tahs, many happy naptimes in the warmth of a patch of sun, or in a warm bed. Daddy will be home soon, so I sign off with many Purrs.

Natalie the NatCat]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>~Happy January to the Kit-tahs!</title>
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				<pubdate>Thu, 13 Jan 2011 09:15:57 PST</pubdate>
		<author>Natalie the Natcat Mad Tail Py ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Hello and welcome to my blog!

    I'm still figuruing out the keys on my daddy's little computer  ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Hello and welcome to my blog!

    I'm still figuruing out the keys on my daddy's little computer that mom presented him with at Christmas. For those of you Kit-tahs that don't celebrate that holiday, on that holiday there was a little plastic tree that had something daddy called 'fiber-optics' that lit up. The reason I knew it was not a real from outside tree was that Smokie-boo tried to eat some of it. I don't know why-kit-tahs I know do not eat pine, fake, real, or otherwise, if that in one's wildest imagination, was what it was supposed to be. Anyway, the RB (Russian Blue)after a few seconds of fruitless chewing made a face and looked up at Daddy with incredious disbelief. Why would a human bring in a fake tree, place it on the towel covered coffee table, then drape the bottom with a lovely red sparkly velvet cover? Ah, it occured to the RB then. It was for him, self serving creature that he is, to lay upon! And he stretched out, pushing out of the way the oddly shaped boxes that mommy had just placed there. Daddy said 'No, no, Smokie' as if that mattered. Anyone who has figured things out here has already figured out the one person that the RB listens to is Mommy. The RB looked up at him with large, very puzzled eyes, which was a complete act. The RB knew what was being said. I learned the first day here that he understands 'human' very well. He just, like many others with Foreign origins, chooses to understand only what he wants to, and pretends he doesn't know what's being said otherwise. Well, Daddy picked the RB up, put him gently on the floor. The RB watched him turn away and leapt back up under the tree, and stretched himself out below as though he were on display for the next issue of Cat Fancy. The RB is nothing, if not vain. Daddy turned, saw him there, and said 'I told you...' to which Mommy then said 'Oh, he loves being under the tree! Look  how pretty the light shines on his coat! Isn't he beautiful there?"    
    If cats gagged on anyhting but furballs or food, I would have. The RB remained, Daddy took a step back. "He is pretty there, isn't he?"
    Yes, the RB knows how to work things around here. 
    He even tried to take over my bed, the one the Mommy had put on the big bed for me. He has been creeping into it, slinking into it with the furtive look of the fox in the henhouse. Then he gazes at me with gloating triumpth. To which I wait for the Mommy to come in, bleat up at her planitively and loudly...for I can't hear myself, being deaf. I see her lips move, though, and I know what she's saying: 'Why Smokie! Thats Natalies little bed! You have your blanket and your Cat Tree Nook!" And then she lifts his over-rated grey carcass from my bed and puts him on the comforter a few feet away. He glares at me, but the look changes when she sees him. Then he almost simpers and curls up, as though he's contented. 
    When she leaves, he may remain, or he may come and glare at me, trying to Muscle me out. However, for his size, the RB is really not all that. I can stand up and glare at him and meow crankily, and he will, after a few moments of trying to get me to melt away, back down, usually in the spot not too far away, in case I leave this small space.
    Lately, I have found Daddy's spot on the bed, under the comforter more appealing. It's cozy in here, and with the radiator hissing steam into the warm room, it's a wonderful nap place. I love the humans-they bring food, treats, trinkets whenever they are here. They tuck me in between them, and I hold the fort, even as the RB tries to flow up the comoforter and push me out. But they don't allow this, though Mommy spends alot of time petting him, and soothing his considerable ego. It's clear the RB would rather I took to the basket in the corner. But that Will Not Happen. I have this spot, and it's mine.
     The other cats-well, thats a tale for a different time. For now, my paws grow tired, and the sun shines outside in cold brillance...and my musings need to be interrupted for a catnap. So adeiu for now, Youngsters!

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