Updating my info.
My old girl ‘Bonnie’ passed away at 15 years old just last weekend. She was a birthday present I got when I was 16. We got her from the RSPCA when she was just a cute fluffy bundle. She was a gorgeous blue cattle dog with a little white spot on her forehead.
She was a healthy happy puppy for many years. No major illnesses and only seemed to show her age over the last 2-3 years when her eyes and ears started failing. In the end, she was totally blind and almost 100% deaf.
She’d had a few run-ins with my kitties, nearly blinding my mother cat ‘Tricksy’ when she was just a kitty. You have to expect that, its a dog eat cat world…lol.
I am happy she isn’t suffering anymore but I miss her a lot. I don’t have a lot of photographs of her but the few I do have are very cute. I’ll post them to my journal one day so you can have a look.
I have a new kitty. guilty look on face
I’d been having weird dreams about cats for a while and one day on my journey home I passed the pet shop and seen the scrawniest looking kitten in the world. It looked so lonely and miserable. It was hunched up in the corner of the glass cage and wasn’t interacting with the other kitties at all. I contemplated sneaking in and stealing it away from the nasty pet shop…LoL The shop wasn’t officially open yet so I didn’t go in, I left and spent the next 24 hours stressing out about it.
Next day I went back there. He was still hunched up in his corner. It looked like he hadn’t even moved. I asked about him. He was a 12 week old siamese. Apparently he was fussy with his food…uh huh. That explains the skeleton look then I guess!! I was desperate to take this little guy home but they wanted $4oo for him!!
Again, I left to contemplate the situation. I hadn’t even cuddled him yet, I’d just observed him from afar (probably thought I was a kitty stalker). I’d made up my mind that if he was still there after the weekend, I’d HAVE to take him no matter what!!
I went in the following monday morning as soon as the shop had opened and paid the $4oo for the poor kitty. They told me I couldn’t take him home yet as he was under observation by the vet due to his not eating. They said it was due to the stress of being in a pet shop with kids banging on the glass cage etc…ARGHHH!!! I tried to plead, beg and argue that he would be better off out of the shop and in a home environment. They didn’t budge. He stayed there another 4-5 days.
He weighed 500g when I took him home. 500g for a 12 week old kitten is pretty pathetic. Four weeks later, he is still very little but he’s not skin and bones anymore. He’s weighing 1350g. He’s getting along fine with my 2 kitties Sigh and PK. The other older cats are a bit jealous of him because he’s been getting heaps of attention and sleeps in my bed on his own hot water bottle which is covered in a cute cat teddy bear thing.
It took him a week or 2 to start liking food. He’d only eats fresh chicken willingly, anything else I had to feed it to him by hand, he hated eating from a cat dish. Now…he eats like a little pig. He loves fresh meat, some veges, cooked prawns and will eat his own kitty food and the big cats food if they leave any.
He’s only just started to play like a kitten over the past week or so, before that he was very quiet and withdrawn. I named him Mhusi. It has 2 meanings, firstly I couldn’t think of a name. Then I named him ‘Is Uhmmmm’ spelt backwards. Mhusi is also the way I’d say mousy with my scottish accent. As in: ‘He looks like a wee mousy’.
Anyway, here’s a pic of him smooching with my other 2 kitties.