"I dont have a cat in my backpack" Omg! This made me crack up.
I enjoyed your stories vicki! thank you for sharing! Pumpkin is a very cute name...I think I may use it for my next foster kitten!!
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How did you find your kitty?!
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Hi Court, just checking back on this thread, it's been a busy weekend and now back to work time. Monday's always come too soon! To answer your question awhile back in the thread, my avatar picture is Ginger...it's her baby picture! She's a beautiful girl now but that picture is my favorite one - she was trying to climb up hubby's leg when he was feeding her brother with a bottle. And I agree with you, I think Lissa came to me 'cause she knew I am a total sucker for kitties ;o) Your avatar is very cute too, who is that little darling? I checked out your website, you are doing a great job with the greyhounds, I can tell you are a true animal lover yourself. Keep up the good work my friend.
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I'll start with talking about Hermes. I had a friend at work who was going through library school, and she had a pair of silver-shaded American shorthairs. One was hers, the other was Virginia Creeper, a grand champion male that she was holding for a local breeder who was developing her cattery.
Amy was breeding Alta, her American shorthair, to make money for grad school, and when she said she was gonna breed Alta for the last time with Creeper, I convinced my husband it was time to add a second kitty to our home.
So Alta was bred with Creeper, and as she got bigger, I took pictures and visited her. The day the kittens were born was November 7, and a lunar eclipse was that very night.
I had hoped for a little girl, that I would have named Luna Eclipse. But doggone if Creeper and Alta didn't produce five little boys! Amy emailed me the day the kittens were born, telling me every couple hours "we have another one!" I could hardly wait to see these babies after work. Oh they were tiny! I got to help weigh them. Since we couldn't call him "Luna", we decided to call him Hermes. His full registered name is MelodyGardens' Hermes Lunar Eclipse" (Just so happened his grampa, a grand champion in his own right, was named "Lunar Eclipse.")
I visited often when the wee ones were so very little. I got a chance to interact and socialize with all of them. I didn't know for a couple months which one would be 'mine', since the breeder had to have first pick for her breeding stock.
Finally, after almost six months of loving the kittens and waiting, I found out which one would be mine! He was the first one to leave the family, and I thought he was the most beautiful kitten in the world. The first night I brought him home, he hid under my recliner! I was the only familiar smell in his new home! We put him in the kitchen by himself the first night, so our current cat, Tansey, could get accustomed to this new intruder into her domain. Poor Hermes...he cried all night.
My husband was the first one awake the next morning, and he went to check on Hermes. Little guy had hidden behind the refrigerator, where it was warm. When my husband called for him, little Hermes appeared from behind the refrigerator, his tail whipping back and forth, his butt wiggling. My husband called that greeting "Happy Butt" and Hermes still does it, every time he sees one of us and we're calling him. The tail swishes back and forth, and his hips/butt wiggle a bit as he trots toward us.
We didn't close him off in the kitchen after that first night, his cries were so pitiful.
He's grown into a HUGE cat. He has some problems, due to the interbreeding from the breeder. His parents were siblings from the same set of parents, but not the same litter. He has a heart murmur, his face is smooshed more than a Persian, and he has two snaggle teeth that give him his "Elvis sneer" but he is a very loving and devoted friend. He sleeps with me almost every night.
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These stories are so great. Mine is quite plain by comparison. This is how I became staff to Hootie. After my second husband died, my daughter brought me this almost tuxie named Snoopy and wanted me to look after him as she was moving into a new apartment that didn't allow pets. Imagine!! I have no idea how old Snoopy was so I gave him a birthday of Sept. 1, 1994. I got him Sept '95. It became quite obvious that this was her way to get me a cat and so I renamed Snoopy to 'Hootie' after Hootie and the Blowfish. After some months I started dating and Hootie wasn't very receptive to some of the gentlemen but when I met Bob, he took to him instantly and was all over him like fleas. After wew were married, Hootie adjusted to his new digs but not any children under 3' tall as they would squeal and chase him to try and pick him up. Hootie grew into a handsome kitty (because of Pounce treats, I am sure) and got the nickname of 'Sow-Cow' by one of our grandchildren as he was getting quite portly.
Hootie gave us many years of pleasure even moving from NY State fo the grat state of Florida and going through 4 hurricanes with us! He never complained about being shut in the hotel with us for the weekend when Frances would just not leave Florida. I think it was Frances or Jean, it is hard to remember the flash of 'canes that year.
Hootie passed quite suddenly to Rainbow Bridge Labor Day weekend of '05.
After 2 weeks of heavy crying and Bob makeing a powerpoint presentation of Hootie's life, we went to the Humane Society just to see what was available. Yeah, right! That day Sammy picked Bob and that's how we got Sammy in Sept of 05.Posted 5 months ago by SammyandOliversmama #
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My first cats were baby sisters, the litter of a friend's tabby who was 'got' by the local ginger tom before they could fix her. We called them Purkinje (Kinj) and Klein. They lived together with me and my then husband for 10 years, then we split up and I moved out. I so desperately wanted to take my soul-cat, little Klein with me, but I weighed it all up and knew I had to leave her with her sister in the home she knew and loved. It broke my heart but it would have been more selfish to take her and impose all those changes on her. They lived to be 17 and 18, together til Kinj died. I got the news that Klein had passed on the morning of my birthday one year. I didn't stop crying all day.
I found Lolita in a vet's clinic that I had phoned, wondering if they had any rescue kittens. At the time he had none, so he asked me what kind of kitten he should keep for me if they got a few in at once, which often happened. I laughed and said it didn't matter but if there was more than one, I'd love one that resembled most closely a long-haired patchwork calico tortoiseshell. We both laughed at the accuracy of the order! Some days later, the vet phoned me and said he had one kitten come in. A lady had found her being blooded to rotweiler and doberman dogs in a rough suburb of Dublin. He said she was in a pretty bad state but I could take her and nurse her if I felt up to it. She was around 7 weeks old. I asked him what she looked like and he said "Well, what you said, remember? She's a very fluffy, calico tortoishell baby, really a little stunner, with some character!" I couldn't believe my ears, drove down there double quick and there was my Lolita, waiting for me, little feisty baby, walking like a crab, all fleas and lice infested, tail a bloody scab, bitten by dogs, coat dull and filthy, eyes stuck shut with a URI, lungs wheezy...you name it, she had it. Except she was strong, and she didn't consider herself sick at all! Home we went and I nursed her many ailments for 2 months until one day the top of her tail fell off and we realized it was perfect, it had just been scar tissue! This magnificent plume emerged as she grew older, and her eyes became her most beautiful feature. (you can see her on my catster page). She was my constant companion through thick and thin for over 18 years, and I loved her with all my heart, despite her crankiness and extreme sensitivity to noise and strangers. She passed in May '08 and with her went a part of me. She is buried underneath her favourite bush in the back garden and I still miss her every day.Miso and sumi, my current babies, are both rescue kitties, found at the vet's. Miso is from a huge feral colony, all of whom were PTS except her, as the vet thought she looked strong. And so she is, though she has mild asthma. She was 1 yesterday, and is my darling girl, my big black panther, gentle and rather nervous. Sumi was found wandering in the road at 5 weeks, grubby and starving. She's been starving ever since, now 5 months old, would happily eat all day, rules the roost, terrorizes poor miso, is an entertainment system in her own tiny right, an extraordinary happy ball of incredible energy and fun. Sum-sum makes us laugh every day!
Great thread - I have enjoyed every story very much, and many of them have made me cry. Great idea Court!
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These are some great stories to share/thanks for asking! Dot appeared in my yard as a soon mom-to-be feral/had her kits under my rhubarb bushes...brought the whole family inside to be safe/gave the kits away & kept mom/Dot! That was
13 years ago! Crockey showed up last year probably was someone's pet that was left behind! He was sporting an injured eye area and full of fleas! Got him checked out/de-flead and house broken! Not certian of age/maybe 5+ per Vet...they are not a two-some yet, but at least get along! -
What a wonderful thread! I have really enjoyed reading all these stories! Thank you Court for this thread! :)
My Perry, came from us taking his mom, Jasper, for my daughter, 13 years ago, who was surprisingly pregnant! Jasper had 4 babies. We kept two ~ Perry and his sister Tiara Rose Marie. Some yrs. later a friend brought her friend to my house looking for a kitty and Tiara went right to her. This lady just lost her cat at 18 yrs. old and was SO lonely. I told her she could have Tiara if she wanted. We also had Oliver at the time and maybe another cat? My daughter had collected a few..... I gave her to this lady over Thanksgiving and Perry was SO upset, he cried for her for at least 3 weeks. Looking all over the house calling "Me eh ow, met eh ow..." and it broke, my heart... I didn't know better NOT to give a sibling away. I was new to having so many kitties. :( She picked Oliver & Prudence at the pet store and Chad came from a rescue place. She got them in different yrs. Years later, she saw a mama cat and her 4 babies across the street from the ice cream store under an abandoned home. I started to drive there each night after work to take them canned and dry food. One black kitty was run over, the one grey and white adopted by a lady and Mama cat, Cole and My Gavin I brought home and they lived outside. My boyfriend at the time made a lovely Cat House for me for my Christmas gift. :) I LOVED it! I ended up bringing the two babies inside as another outside cat Rusty attacked them and I had to take them to the vet. He didn't bother Mama, only the boys. Mama loved her cat house too. Then we moved here. I later gave Mama and Cole to a lady who has 4 kids and 6 acres of land and a big barn. I still feel guilty giving them away..... :( I gave them to her on Christmas Eve as a gift from Santa for her kids and they wouldn't go anywhere near the kids! They both had been so loving to me too. Broke my heart. But, where we live now, cannot have "outside only pets". My daughter gave Prudence away to her BF's mother as a Mother's day gift so that left Perry, Oliver Twist, Chad and Gavin. I basically took care of the cats anyway and as my daughter got older, she "lost interest" in the cats and now hates Cat Hair all over! DUH?? So, that is how I ended up with these four precious babies who I love immensely. Daughter basically said, if I don't want them, to take them to the ASPCA! I said, "Sure so they can kill them!? Ah... no..." They have been together for almost their whole life and I will not split them up. So,that is my story. :) -
I adopted Sophie from a shelter. I was looking around online one day on Petfinder.com and I saw this adorable kitty and wanted her, but after emailing the shelter and letting them know what i was looking for, they recommended my Sophie instead. Looking at her pictures online I was hestiant...she wasn't jumping out and screaming at me to be adopted but when I met her..that was it..she purred and rolled over to show me her belly and love :)
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I finally have had time to read everyone's stories! I enojyed them all!!
Annie- Thanks for replying! Ginger is adorable and seems like a character!
Siobhan - Hermes sounds like a cool kitty--haha I have a turtle named hermes! Thats too bad about the health problems, but he sounds like a cuddle bug! Must have been meant to be to end up with a boy!
Sammy- Hootie sounds like a good judge of character! Showin you who he didnt like..how funny. He sounded like a very mellow kitty to be moved around like you had to. i am so sorry for your loss :(
Elenki- That must have been so hard to leave your kitties behind. I can't even imagine...but at least the kitties didn't have to leave each other. I love your story about Lolita. What are the chances of a kitty coming in with the exact description... amazing. Sumi and Miso sound like quite the pair haha--hopefully miso gets some rest!
Jeankit - Thats awesome that you found homes for all those kitties! Thats good that you kept the mommas-- a lot of times people leave the mom behind. Crockey sounds like he was lucky to pick a kitty lover and find a second chance at a good life.
Bumblebee- It sounds like you have known a lot of cats and made many people happy with them! Thats very good that you were able to place so many kitties over your life. Too bad your daughter lost interest but at least you have 4 little love kitties of your own.
ILiketea- The shelter must have known what kitty you needed haha. Is Sophie your avator? She is adorable!!! I am glad you found your soulmate cat!!
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