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"Me at my previous foster home!"

Home:Denver Metro Area, CO  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 20 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 7 lbs.

In my cage at the shelter. So happy to be out of there!

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"In my cage at the shelter. So happy to be out of there!"

Walking around in my backyard.

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"Walking around in my backyard."

Sometimes I like to sleep on Dad!

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"Sometimes I like to sleep on Dad!"


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"Benny's OK for a dog. Sometimes I sleep next to him."

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Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-pound cat-disabled
-cat rescue

January 1st 1995

Seal Point

Food, and being in the backyard (under supervision, of course)

Who are these pesky animals I have to live with?

Favorite Toy:
I'm too dignified for toys!

Favorite Nap Spot:
I love to lie under the big bush in the backyard (under supervision, of course)

Favorite Food:
I love any and all moist foods!

I am a most excellent communicator!


Arrival Story:
Someone who'd had Roger for 14 years gave him up to his vet because he was getting too old. Thankfully, the vet brought Roger to the MaxFund No-Kill Animal Shelter in Denver. Please read more of Roger's story in his diary below!

Lives Remaining:
1 of 9

Forums Motto:
Feed me!!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Catsters In Need of Serious Purring

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 14th 2009 More than 5 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

for 2809 days

Meet my family
Slappy, also
known as
Little JoeFoxyMr. Knuckles
AngelMr. FoxyMissyLotto

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My 8th or 9th Life

Thank you for your kind thoughts, everykitty

October 16th 2009 2:29 pm
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Although I made a valiant effort to hang on to my 9th life, the cancer that had ravaged my body finally took me on September 19, 2009. I told Roger (my human namesake) that I'm looking forward to reuniting with my sisters. You see, I'd been separated from them at a very young age, and I've been searching for them ever since. I am sad to leave this nice family, but will be so happy to be with my own family once again. Farewell, everyone!


I've fallen upon some hard times lately....

August 14th 2009 7:11 pm
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So, for 14 years, I was a loyal cat to my human. I lived a pretty good life. Although I spent some of my time outdoors, I managed to survive and thrive.

But after I hit 14, I was taken to the vet. My human wanted to have me put to sleep. I'm not sure why. I guess maybe I was kinda missin' the target in my litterbox sometimes and stuff. Thankfully, the vet convinced my human to let him take me over to the animal shelter, so I got a reprieve!

But it was apparent to the shelter folks that I wasn't looking or feeling too good. After tests, it was determined that I have cancer. It's called CLL or chronic lymphocytic leukemia. The shelter saw to it that I got treatment, though, and I've been feeling a little better since!

The shelter has also helped me find foster homes. I sure appreciate all the nice foster folks who've taken me in! My current foster parents are my namesake Roger and his wife Tami. I live with several dogs and a knuckleheaded cat, aptly named Knuckles. The dogs are okay; they mostly leave me alone.

I like it here because I get to eat 7 or 8 meals a day! You see, I've lost a lot of weight because of my cancer. I wasn't even 6 pounds when I joined the Rog & Tami household. I've gained more than a pound since I've been here! They bring me a lovely moist meal every few hours, and if I get hungry between meals, I just go up to a human and say, "mmm-kow"! That's my way of saying, "feed me!!"

I also get supervised visits in the backyard! I'm not sure why a human always has to follow me around when I'm outside. After all, I managed fine on my own outdoors for all those years. But these people, I guess they don't believe in having "outside cats."

The only thing I don't like is that they give me medicine. Yuck! I'm being treated for a urinary tract infection ... hmm, maybe that's why I was having a hard time with the litterbox, hmmm? I also get Prednisone to help keep my appetite up. That's sure working!

As you can see, I've had my ups and downs recently. I don't know how many lives or how much time I have left. But I do know that I'm in a safe and comfortable place. I know that I'm loved. I know I can look forward to my next yummy meal. So things are looking pretty good right now.

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