Extra Love Needed: Seymour the Wonder Cat

hello!

Where did your name come from Sir Seymour?
Me name iz just Seymour. >*.*< Momma sez me name wuz Santa before me came to furever home. When me comed to dis new house, momma and daddy just call me Seymour!

Momma:Seymour, sweetie, how about if I type for you so we can just use hoomin English, okay?
Seymour: Okay, Momma!

How old are you?
The shelter gave me the birth date of Oct. 1, 2013, so I am almost 10 months old!!!

How did you find your forever home?
I was at the County Building, where the Animal Services Center of the Mesilla Valley (Las Cruces, NM) has a kitty condo for adoptable cats. Momma came there to vote in February and she walked by and saw me and we locked eyes! (well, locked auras or energies or something) Turns out Momma was in the wrong building all together and so it was kismet! She went home, but I was stuck in her heart. She brought Daddy to meet me the next day, then they had to go on a long weekend away. Momma thought about me the whole weekend. Momma told herself if I was still there when she got back, then I was meant to be hers! And I was…and so I am!!!

I read you had a bad upper respiratory infection that caused you to lose your eyes, I am so sorry sweetie.
It’s really okay! I don’t remember having eyes and I don’t miss anything. When Momma and Daddy met me, I still had (blue) stitches in my eyelids but that just made me more adorable to them. I’m very healthy now and have no lasting effects from my early illness!

How long were you at the vets?
Momma doesn’t know. I was fostered with a few of my siblings while I was recovering. Momma was told I came in to the shelter with my mom and 11!!! siblings! Momma doesn’t know what happened to all of us (and didn’t ask on purpose!) but I was with my two sisters at the County Building. One of them had to have one eye of her eyes removed too.

Were you scared?
Me scared? Never! I’m a brave kitty!

Rawr!

Did it take long for you to “map” your home when you got back?
I already was no-eyes when I came to furever home, and it didn’t take me too long to get around here. It’s a big house and I just kept exploring and exploring! Recently, Momma let me go out in the backyard (supervised!) and I LOVED!!!!!!!!!!!!! it! Now, whenever they open the door, I run to it and hope I can go out and explore more. If they don’t let me out, I cry and whine.

Did your sisfur and brofur treat you different?
I was the new cat, so we all had to adjust to each other. I have 2 cat siblings: a sister, Speck, who is 8 years old and a brother Squeekie who is 3. They are both black! I have 2 dog brothers: Gila, a 10 year old Flat Coated retriever and Levi, a 5 year old pug.

What is your favorite thing to do?
I love to chase my sisfur and wrestle wif my cat bruder! I love to play with the soft toys. I love to chase momma around the house! I like to feel the breezes and sniff the air through the windows when they are open.

Purrss

Did you need any medication while you were recovering?
I’m sure I had meds but I was done with them by the time I came to furever home. Momma did have to get a treatment for a skin fungus I had when she adopted me (I gave it to her too! Ooppsss!!!) but that is all cleared up now.

What would you like to say to people who are hesitant on adopting blind cats?
Why be hesitant?! We are great kitties!!! We are probably less trouble than sighted cats because we don’t see all the high places and want to explore them. (or that is momma’s experience!)

Questions for Miss Rachel: Is this your first blind cat?
Yes. We had a dog who had some pretty serious social and health issues and my old kitty Monty spent the last year and a half with 3 legs, so I have had some challenging pets before. I volunteered for a week at Best Friends Animal Sanctuary more than a decade ago and spent some time in with the kitties who live in the “Incontinental Suite”. They were all special needs; some dragging their back legs, some missing legs, some with neurological issues. They didn’t act differently than other kitties, they just moved differently. They were all eager to socialize and play and they weren’t feeling sorry for themselves. It made me realize they don’t see themselves the same way we do; they only know what they CAN do and they just go on from there. It really opened my eyes to special needs animals.

Did you have to rearrange furniture for him?
He was blind when we got him so no, no rearranging. I do have to be careful about where I leave things, like laundry baskets and such. Also have to be careful where I throw his toys so he doesn’t run into things.

What are a few things you would like to tell people about blind cats?
My experience has been nothing but positive. Seymour has been, in some ways, easier than a sighted cat because he hasn’t been up on everything he can jump on. He’s not discovered countertops yet, which is good. We also think it’s been a little easier introducing him to the other cats. Generally, when cats meet, they stare at each other, which is intimidating. Since he has no eyes and can’t stare at the other cats, our perception is that the other cats are less intimidated by him. Yes, he chases them, but he’s not STARING at them. And when he first got here and was busy exploring the house, they would observe Seymour from up high without him knowing it and that was good too. I had one night when I first adopted him when I thought, “I am crazy to adopt a blind cat!” but seriously, it has been easier to introduce him to the home than any other pet we’ve brought in.

If you DO adopt a blind cat, don’t assume they want noisy toys. Seymour actually prefers the quiet ones. Don’t know why…maybe they’re more challenging. Just like any cat, they have their peculiarities and you just have to learn who they are. The biggest challenge with Seymour is that he loves to chase me around the house and I have to be very careful not to trip on him.

Is there anything you or Sir Seymour would like to add?
I frequently get “Poor baby” or “so sad” comments on Seymour, either on Facebook or when I tell people I have a blind kitty. I would really encourage people to stop thinking of special animals from a sad point of view. If they are born that way, they don’t know any different…they’re just themselves and they don’t look at other animals and think “they’ve got something I don’t”. Even when circumstances happen later in life that change an animal’s situation, they just take it as it comes and accept life as it is *now*, not thinking about how things were before. So when I get a “oh, poor baby” response, I usually tell them “poor nothing! This kitty is a pistol!” If you’re willing to adopt a rescue animal, then also consider adopting a special needs animal. They have enormous hearts, just like a “regular” pet. Be sure you have the financial resources if the animal you’re wanting to adopt has ongoing health issues.

*waves paw*

 

Author’s Note: Many thanks to Sir Seymour & Miss Rachel for answering my questions. Pictures were used with permission. Please visit him on his Facebook page – Seymour the Wonder Cat.

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