Sad News

This post came at the … wrong time?  Or maybe it is perfect timing.  All I know is this cat was a part of my life for a long time.  He is 13 years old and about 4 years ago he went to live with a family friend (at the time I was in an apartment that would only allow 3 cats… my ex had “custody” of the cat and when he died we had three cats then).  She has taken great care of him and tonight my daughter called me with the news that he is nearing the end of his life.  Through vet visits and time, he has been found to have kidney failure, a collapsed lung and most likely cancer (that caused the collapsed lung).  The poor guy!  Our friend is going to give him as much comfort as she can, but it won’t be for very long the vet said.

My daughter called him a demon cat… most likely because she played rough with him and he started to fight back.  He was still a good cat with me.  I remember that last year with him I had him “trained” to be a little toddler.  I would stand and pat my thighs and he would stretch up my legs like a toddler wanting to be picked up.  It was adorable!

I really wish our friend was closer.  I would love to pet him one more time.  But I know our friend will give him lots of love from us.  This is one of my favorite pictures of him that they have sent us.  He always did sleep in weird positions.  Rest well sweet boy!


For Fandango’s Dog Days of August (FDDA) #6 – pets

A to Z Challenge – C

The letter C…

What is it you want when you are not feeling well?  When I was growing up, I remember at a young age being held by my Mom.  I would cuddle up next to her on the couch and she could often soothe me to sleep.  As an adult I still felt that need for a cuddle if I was sick or having a bad day.  That is when I turned back to something else in my childhood.  We always had cats.  I remember four different ones that we had from the seventies to the eighties.  When I moved from home, I had cats throughout my adult life.  One I will never forget was given to me by a good friend and he was my cuddly cat.  He slept in my lap a lot as I began to deal with my depression and anxiety diagnosis and later my fibromyalgia.  He always knew when I needed a cuddle.  Unfortunately, I lost him to ketoacidosis.

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Stumpy

Right now, there are two cats in my life.  One I have had almost 10 years now.  And one that we just rescued from the shelter and is about 2 years old we think. Sadly, these cats don’t get me like my Stumpy cat did.  The spoiled little princess has my boyfriend wrapped around her little paw.  The new boy is still adjusting to home.  I worry he was abused before as he is very skittish, so it is something special when he does lay on my lap or by my feet.

I am sure you have figured out by now my C of gratitude goes to (cuddly) cats.

Run Kitty, Run!

The cat was playing with a cat nip toy.  He was batting it into the air and catching it with his mouth.  All of a sudden, like a sudden burst of energy hit him, he stood up and took off running on the hard wood floor.  He was coming up on the dinning room wall fast and began to skid to a stop.  However, his forward momentum kept him going right smack into the wall.  He didn’t miss a beat.  He stood up and started running back again and slid around the corner to the stairs and ran up them.

 

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Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – momentum

…on a personal note, I am sorry I have gotten so far behind again.  I am in a fibro flare and have seen three doctors this week.  Everything is as ok as it can be in a flare.  I’m just really tired and can’t concentrate well.  I will hopefully catch up this weekend.  Thanks for sticking with me.  (((HUGS)))

Cats and Rainbows

multicolored paint drippings
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Would seeing a purple cat be strange

Would you pet it if it came within range

Or would you simply laugh

And go back to drawing with spirograph

Could you sing a song out loud

Upside down in a big crowd

Or would you completely fall flat

Creating a rainbow colored splat

Let your imagination run free

No limits as far as you can see

Accept the truly outrageous

Because fun can be contagious

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – strange

Mumbles … Ethnicity

Ethnicity … I don’t really want to write about it.  It is a group of people from one particular area – Germans, Russians, Southerners, New Yorkers, and so on.  But I am really not full of any knowledge about any ethnic group.  So instead I will talk about…

My new cat named Clive.  We just got him yesterday at the shelter.  He hid all night last night.  Slowly ventured out today and has even navigated the stairs a couple of times.  The little princess we already had is not sure at all about him.  She has hissed a couple of times but doesn’t seem too bothered by him.  He is black and white and camera shy so far, but I will get him soon.  He will hopefully help me fill my days with a little activity.  Especially when he hides, and I have to search all the tiny spaces in the house to find him.

The other thing is my heart is not really focused on writing.  It is breaking all over again as, technically today (since it is after midnight), is the one-year anniversary of my Dad’s death.  His birthday was the 13th and he died on the 26th.  I miss him SO MUCH!  Then out of the blue a friend sends a picture of a snow sculpture of snow sharks.  My dad wrote many letters to his shift when he would go on vacation and almost always had snow sharks in the letter somewhere. I don’t know if she realized it was one year since he died or not.  But looking online for the picture source I did discover there were two (classics I am sure) movies made about snow sharks.  One called Snow Sharks and the other is technically Avalanche Sharks.  I should find them on Netflix or somewhere and watch them in honor of Dad.  He was into all those cheesy B movies.  I’d give anything to watch them with him.

I have mumbled on enough.  Time to feed both cats and go try and sleep.  Good night!

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – ethnicity

Meow (That’s Cat For Thank You)

He was an outspoken man who always seemed to have a cause to fight for.  Right now, he was an advocate in his own home seeking a chance to make life a little better for his four-legged family.  He recently acquired a cat and the apartments policy on cats dictated that they had to be declawed.  If you know anything about this process you know it is cruel – basically cutting off a part of the cat’s toe to stop growth of the claw.  He stated his case, explaining this painful and confusing treatment and miraculously he won…he’s my cat’s hero.

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – advocate

Mumbles … firewall

I am supposed to be writing about a firewall.  All I know about a firewall is it has something to do with computer security.  I also seem to remember my ex saying something once about a firewall in a car too, but my memory could be off.  Since I don’t know much about a firewall, I will just update you on the move.

HELP!  I am still surrounded by boxes!  We are making some progress, but with me and my fibro and my boyfriend working, it is slow going.  My daughter is supposed to come over this afternoon to help out some.  If I could just get one room fully done, I would be happy, but we keep coming up with things we have not found in boxes yet.  Oh well, it is a process.  If it is only done a box at a time it will still eventually get done.

I know the cat loves the boxes all over to climb so I am thinking of her happiness by taking time to get it all done… LOL!

Move in with Chevy

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – firewall

A to Z Challenge – Kitty Cats

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K is for kitty cats

Kitty cats have been a big part of my life.  It all started with the hero cat than “followed” my sister home… she had to carry him across the busy streets buy otherwise he followed her home.  Because of the way he went after the fish in the aquarium he was named Ding-A-Ling.  One late night my mom heard the cat howling at the window.  she went to look and saw man outside cutting our garden hose.  She called the police, the guy ran off and the cat had saved the day.  We had him for years.

We had two brothers we adopted… Champagne and Caviar (an off white color and a black and grey).  Champagne was a lazy cat who got big enough he no longer fit on the window sill and fell out one day.  Caviar was the daredevil who actually got on top of the stairway door and just sat up there.  These brothers moved to a friends farm and lived out some of their mouse fantasies.

Kodiak, Kody for short, Dad said he looked like a kodiak bear.  He was a cuddle bug and was usually found next to my Mom.  We had him until he died under the dining room table when my parents were gone on vacation for the weekend and my sister stopped in to feed him but he was already gone.

The next cat we got was named Wrinkles… long story that has to do with a race car for some other time.  She was not the smartest kitty who more than once ran down the hall forgetting to stop or turn a little to avoid the wall.  She also found out she was declawed the hard way – running to the back of the couch and trying to attach to the screen only to slide down to the ground.  We had to get rid of her when we moved and got her a nice new home with the help of the local vet.

We had a cat I swear had a little Siamese in him, Izumi.  My daughter named him.  She also teased him too much and they didn’t always get along then.  But he was a good cat to me.  He ended up with my daughter’s best friend.  We still get pictures of him regularly.  He is about 12 years only now… really getting up there in years.

That brings me to my three legged cat.  Stumpy was born with three legs and a Stump… following where his name came from?  We got him when a friend had to move and could only take one of his two cats to the new apartment.  He was my shadow everyday until he got very sick with ketoacidosis and had to be put to sleep in my arms.  I still so miss that boy!

Leaving our current kitty Chevy.  She was a farm cat that was the runt of the litter and there were fears she would never make it on the farm.  She is now a TOTALLY SPOILED little princess of a kitty.  But she has her sweet side to when she will sit next to you when you are having a bad day.  I hope we have her for a lot more years!

I loved each and everyone of them and will never forget them.  They were a part of the family for sure.  Have you got a kitty cat?

 

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