Author’s Note: I want to thank Opossums mom for letting me pepper her with questions about this little girl. She’s such a cutie! According to the about section on her facebook page she was found at a four way intersection starving and terrified. Pictures were used with permission, please visit her official page The Abandoned Opossum.
Where did her name come from?
We called her Opossum because the first time I touched her she played dead. She weighed less than a pound. Someone had dumped her at a local intersection and she had been scavenging for food. My oldest daughter and I persistently followed her until we could pick her up. With her coloring, she kinda resembled a young opossum
How old is she?
She is between 3 and 4 months old by the vet’s estimate, but also small for her age
How many fur siblings does she have?
She lives with a husky service dog in training and a saint Bernard service dog in training. To be honest, both pups adore her. It actually took her longer to adjust to them. I think she had previously been attacked by a dog or dogs. She also lives with Watson who has taken to her.
Was she on a special diet when you first found her?
The vets did suggest small meals multiple times a day instead of leaving out a large supply because she would inhale it like it was going to run away. She was on wet food and regular food.
Is she easily scared of new things?
It depends on the thing. For example, she has embraced the children from the moment she joined the family. The dogs she bullied until she had them dominated. I forgot to mention my tomcat as her sibling. Watson took her under his wing. I have rescued many cats over the years and many kitten litters and Watson embraces newcomers. Halloween, she didn’t bat an eye at costumes or decorations. She loves to be around water, never had a problem with toys, the broom, or anything really bothering her. She is fearless for most things. She is not big on strangers. She personally despises the UPS man.
Why the UPS man?
I don’t know why she distrusted the ups man. I know he’s here because she is in the window growling at him with her ears pinned. When I open the door she runs under the bed immediately, she wants no confrontation.
Do the pups try to play with her?
The pups love to play with her but she is usually not interested. I let Banner play with her to a point before I separate them. Aponi is too big and I’m afraid would hurt her by accident so I don’t let those two play much.
Does she get to go outside often?
Not often, only while being supervised. I had to flea bomb the house the other day and it was her first day out since we brought her home. She enjoyed it but was ready to go back in. She is very clingy, where the other pets are exploring and playing, she was within ten feet of me at all times.
What is her favorite things to do?
Her favorite thing to do would be finding a lap to curl up in. Any of the kids laps, my lap, or my fiance’s lap. We are all reserved seats. She rather curl up and purr than do anything else.
A fleece blanket works too. She has claimed an old Christmas blanket at this time
Does she have any favorite toys?
She has a catnip toy she is extremely fond of. She hides it under the dresser so no one else can play with it.
Does she talk a lot?
She is very talkative. Usually when I am sleeping or am not currently petting her. If I shut the bathroom door she protests. She prefers to bathe with me. She gets in the tub and lays on me.
What’s her favorite food?
She loves baked chicken and she was introduced to a little Turkey breast this week. She enjoyed it tremendously. She always tries to steal whatever we are eating. It was a little difficult to introduce her to actual cat food, but we reached success with Meow Mix
Opossum has an odd fascination with Rick from The Walking Dead. She watches Netflix with me but during that show she actually sits on my laptop and is completely immersed. I have never had a cat like television before.
Author’s Note: Many thanks to Dr. Love, Rebel, Jake & Tia (mom) for letting me ask questions. Pictures were borrowed with permission. Please visit Dr. Love & family on his facebook page : Dr. Love
First may I ask how old you are? I’m one year old. I was born in May 2014, in St. Petersburg Florida.
Where did your name come from? The human I rescued last August was one of four admirers petting me (at PetSmart) the day we met. I was being passed from lap to lap. It was a pretty competitive situation! After choosing and going home with my new Mom, it became clear that I was the most affectionate, cuddly kitten she had ever known. By this time, I had already met some family friends, and my abundant cuddles were like medicine to humans. Mom made my name official five days after I rescued her. She named me after the song by KISS!
How did you become a doctor? I was pretty much born into it. These days, I take continuing education at my home school so I stay current on the latest advances in cuddling.
I read you were rescued and live with Rebel & Jake, how do you all get along?
We love each other very much. They’re loads of fun! Most days, it’s like a zoo at our house. Jake really welcomed me from the first moment. He’s a nurturer and a playmate. Rebel and I do lots of wild playing. Even though she’s a girl, she’s a tough breed and very pure (F2 Savannah), so she keeps me on my toes. That said, Rebel loathes Jake, and Jake uses this to torment her whenever he can, by jumping out at her, etc…
Do you like to be held still?
I love, love, love being held. My favorite is being held like a baby – tummy up. Also it’s fun to be held upright, against a human shoulder, with my paw holding a human’s finger.
Other than running around at night and wrecking things, what else you like to do? One of my hobbies is hunting bugs. The flying kind are the most challenging, and the most rewarding! Another activity I try to do often is practicing my mouse hunting. We don’t have any real mice, so I hunt toy ones. Often, an unfortunate toy mouse can be found lying in my food bowl after being “killed”!
I read you have a catio, how often are you out there? I’m out there every day, without fail. I like to look at passing neighbors, and catch any stray lizards, frogs, or bugs foolish enough to invade my precious catio! Rebel is out there even more than I am. She guards it most afternoons.
Do you have any grooming tips for other house panthers? Every speck of dust shows up on a house panther’s black fur. One thing that helps a lot is having a human run a comb through my coat every two days, especially during shedding season. We use flea combs because they are fine enough to remove a lot of loose hair and lint. Hold one section of fur tight and comb the undercoat, then the outer coat, and move on to the next section. Don’t forget the tail! My whole body takes a couple of minutes, provided I don’t start biting the comb. Comb biting is fun though. Oh, well.
What would you like to say to the people who are cautious of adopting a black cat? My message to anyone who thinks black cats are beautiful but scary: We black kitties are in no way bad luck. We are gentle, loving, and as a bonus, you can hug us without need for a lint roller! Believe it or not, that’s a MAJOR plus for most working humans. If you want to peek in on how we house panthers interact with the world, check out my Facebook page, and several of my house panther friends’ pages as well.
Do Rebel & Jake want to add anything about themselves?
Jake: I’m two years old and my favorite hobby is a game called “Treat Chase”. That’s where a human tosses treats one at a time and we catch or chase them down. I catch lots of treats right out of the air, with my huge fluffy paws.
Rebel: I’m three and a half, and I am a true athlete. I can jump 6 feet to catch toys and flying insects! I love to wrestle too. Out of the three cats, I am the closest to Mom. I follow her around everywhere — even when she’s cleaning.
Do you or your parents have anything to say about you? Tia (Mom): Dr. Love is my first ever house panther. I couple of years ago, I got to know a close friend’s black kitty and could not get over how silly and warm he was. Then I heard this was common for black cats – a super-fun and affectionate personality. The day I was rescued by Dr. Love, three other people were competing with me. Somehow, I ended up with him, and the rest is history. I’ll finish with one secret almost no one knows about the little doc: he does not meow. He sweetly SQUEAKS!
Happy New Year everyone! I am so very lucky to be able to re-interview Midnight. Please check out the original interview
Since our last interview, how many stories have you published?
since the last interview i have published many new stories. i forget how many.
What do you find to be the hardest thing about being a writer?
i think the hardest thing about being a writer is trying to stay original. and yet i have to be true to the story line also. and finding the time to write is always a challenge, with the kids now and everything.
Are there any other writers in the family?
dad writes also, he helps a bit with my books.
How do you deal with fame?
i deal with fame pretty well. i mean i am a level headed panther, i don’t go off on dramatic rants very often. well not that often.
I’ve been following your reunion story, what was it like to finally see your mom again after so long?
omg it was so awesome to finally get reunited with mama! i was so happy to see her i jumped into her arms. i was like mama!!!! i sit on her as often as i can.
What was one of the first things you did with her?
i think the first thing mama and i did after we got all settled a bit was i snuggled up with her on the bed and purred and purred.
What does everyone think of the new place?
we are all pretty happy with the new house, we have more room to run and play. the slickery floors take some getting used to, but we adapt.
Can you share the secret on how to “panther”?
oh geez, the secret to panthering? well its a closely guarded panther secret you know. i mean i taught my son. i dont know if i can share it, i gotta check the rule book.
How do you find time to spend with the family and try to write your next story?
spending time with my family is of course the most important thing to me. I love playing with my kids and watching them grow into big happy kitties. i write when they are napping or if their mother cocoa takes them for a while, i can write then also.
Is there any chance people can get pawtographed editions?
sometimes we have copies of the paperbacks that I pawtograph and we will auction them off. you just have to watch my page for those.
What has been the inspiration behind your books?
i believe the inspiration behind the books is mostly my facebook fans, all them wanting to hear about my adventures! i love telling the stories, and it is so much easier to tell them when i have an audience.
Author’s Note: Many thanks to Midnight & his wonderful fur and non-fur family. Pictures were used with permission.
First of all, how did you find out about Lily & Dash?
I first found out about Lily (formerly Momma Littlenose) and her daughter Dash in April of 2013 when watching The Critter Room’s kitten cam on Livestream. Specifically, I saw a link for “Kittens Need Forever Home—Momma Littlenose” that someone had posted in the comment section of the Critter Room’s Facebook page. My heart melted the instant I saw the profile photo of Momma Littlenose (now Lily); it melted even further when I read her history and the story of her rescue. After watching her lovingly care for her 3 daughters on the Ustream that her foster parents had set up, by the hour, I fell deeper and deeper in love with Littlenose and her girls, specifically with the ever-so-active and mischievous Dash.
I didn’t know how or when, but I KNEW that somehow, some way, this Staten Island feral beauty and her daughter Dash were going to live the rest of their lives with me, in Boulder, Colorado. I was determined to make this dream happen. Thanks to URRKN—Underground Railroad Rescue Kitten Network—the dream became reality when Lily and Dash began their 10 day cross country journey—from Staten Island, NY to Boulder, Colorado on October 5, 2013 and were delivered into my arms on October 12, 2013.
Did they meow at all when you got them home?
No, not really…they were both pretty quiet. However, Dash now talks all the time and has something to say to and about most everything—the various toys, the water bowls and fountains, the wall, the floor, the litter box, etc. Lily is fairly quiet but will meow and talk to me when she wants some cuddles or whenever I talk with her. J
How did the others react to them?
Even though all my cats are laid back and pretty chill, I didn’t want to take any chances and introduced the new arrivals slowly. When I brought their travel crates in to the house, I immediately took them into my office, where they spent 4-5 days by themselves, acclimating to their new home, the new doting human, a new environment, and all the unfamiliar scents. After 5 days, I expanded their territory to include a bedroom and part of a hallway; they were separated from the other cats and rest of the house by either closed doors or stacked baby gates. The cats were able to see and sniff each other through the baby gates. Within 10 days, Dash and all my cats were, jumping over 6 ½ feet high baby gates at will. While I contend that my cats were more interested in the new cat food than with the new cats, they did sniff each other, lounge and nap on the chairs and bed with the new arrivals. Happily, unless you count Dash’s meager hiss or two, there were no hisses, growls, biting, yowling, or fighting—none! They have all gotten along wonderfully from early on and continue to do so.
Everyone in the house medium to long coated?
Six of my seven cats are medium to long-coated; Lucy is the only shorthaired one. I owned Afghan Hounds for many years…I obviously must not be bothered by having a clothes brush as a steady companion!
Are they all rescues?
HA…you may be sorry you asked because there is a story, of sorts, behind every rescue. Yes, all 7 of my cats are rescues. The first question/answer addresses Lily and Dash’s rescue/adoption circumstances. Follows are brief accounts of the rescues/adoptions of my other 5 cats.
I first heard about Wilson when his litter was just 2 weeks of age and was in regular contact with both the shelter and foster Mom from when he was 4 weeks of age. His gorgeous and heavily pregnant momma was placed in a loving foster home after her family surrendered her to a local shelter because they were moving and “couldn’t take her with them.” I rescued him when he was an 8 week-old kitten—literally within minutes of him being brought to the shelter for adoption. The only time he actually spent at the shelter was the time it took to finalize the paperwork…he was in my presence and climbing all over me the entire time.
Calliope was found as an unsprayed cat scavenging for food in someone’s backyard when she was about 6 years old. After eluding capture for nearly 3 weeks, she finally succumbed to the temptation of some canned food and was captured. She was taken to a high-kill shelter in one of the midwestern states; within days of that, a rescue organization in Colorado learned of her and managed to have her safely transported to a no-kill shelter in Colorado. She spent 6 months there—alone in a cage—before being transferred to Every Creature Counts, a non-profit, no-kill cageless dog and cat sanctuary in Colorado. She was housed there for another 6 months. One day while at Petsmart, I saw her, our eyes met, and it was instant love—she melted/melts my heart in much the same manner as Lily (Momma Littlenose) does.
Aruba, better known as Ruby, or The Island Kitty was rescued from the beaches of Aruba at the tender age of 6 weeks. Born a homeless beach kitty, she survived by hanging out at the local restaurants using her charm on the cooks, wait staff, patrons, and all who saw her. It really wasn’t that difficult to get the needed documents to bring her into the United States. She was taken to the vet, wormed, vaccinated, and given a health certificate. She even has an Aruban passport! We flew home 2 1/2 weeks later and—thanks to her charming the flight attendants—got bumped up to first class.
Lucy the Black Cat and her three orphaned littermates were rescued from a field in South Park, Colorado by a friend’s niece when they were but 3 days old. All 4 kittens had upper respiratory infections and the Parvovirus; after 4 weeks of 24/7 care, Lucy ended up being the only survivor. When Lucy was 9 months old, the niece had to relocate for professional reasons and was going to give the kitten to her mother. While an animal lover, her mother doesn’t believe in keeping cats indoors, even though she lives in rural South Park—and over the years has lost several cats mountain lions, foxes, and other wildlife. So, to save Lucy’s life yet again, I offered to take her in—temporarily—until the niece was settled in her new job. That was almost 3 years ago. Methinks she is now permanently mine. J
I found Maxwell as an intact male stray in my front yard when he was about 5 months old. Since he was so well nourished, extremely friendly, loved being petted, and purring his little heart out, I assumed he belonged to a neighbor and had escaped from his home. I brought him inside and put him in a bathroom with food, water, and a litter box as I walked around three blocks and knocked on all the doors to see if anyone had lost a kitten. When no one claimed him, I reported a found kitten at the Humane Society and posted his photograph on their website. I also made 150 FOUND KITTEN flyers and posted them around the neighborhood, by the park, and at the local market, wine store, and eating establishments. No one responded to any of the various postings. After 7 days, I phoned the Humane Society again, asking what happens if no one claims him; their policy is that if no one claims an animal after 7 days, the animal is put up for adoption. After filing paperwork and taking him to my vet for a wellness check, he was now mine, scheduled for neutering, and easily integrated into my household.
May I ask how you named everyone?
Lily’s foster parents originally referred to her as Littlenose because of her facial markings. They had a litter of four young feral kittens in their back yard, and needed a way to refer to them, so they selected names that described the their physical appearances— Littlenose had a narrow white stripe on her nose; Big Nose had a broad white stripe on her nose; Whitey had a lot of white; and Fatso, you guessed it, was BIG. After Littlenose had her babies she became Momma Littlenose.
I changed her name to Lily because I think the name is beautiful…as is Lily. It also sounded similar enough to Littlenose—at least the L sound does—that I thought that it might be easier for her to learn her new name, although mostly, I selected the name because I love it. As an added bonus, the lily is one of my favorite flowers and is a symbol of innocence, purity, and beauty—perfect for Lily.
Dash was the name given to her by her foster parents. I continue to call her Dash but most of the time it is now accompanied by Pumpkin. Yes, she is my sweet little Pumpkin Dash.
Wilson was named after the ball in the film Castaway. My original reasoning was that cats are typically about as responsive to humans as that ball in the film. Happy to report that while he may have his “cat moments,” Wilson is a very interactive, responsive, and loving cat.
Calliope’s epic journey, bringing her to my heart and home, reminded me of Homer’s favorite muse Calliope, the poetic muse—said to be the inspiration for Homer’s Odyssey and the Iliad. Thus, her name…Calliope.
Maxwell…I just liked the name.
Ruby is short for Aruba, from where she was rescued.
The person who found her as a 3-day old orphaned kitten gave Lucy her name.
How do they all get along?
All the cats get a long great. While they haven’t curled up in the yin/yang positions yet, they eat together, are side-by-side when they get treats, and sleep near one another—haven’t yet heard a single hiss or growl. Everyone plays with everyone else on a daily basis…Ruby probably less so than any of the other cats. While Lily certainly plays with and chases the other cats, Dash, Maxwell, and Lucy interact with one another the most. Calliope will initiate chase games with Dash, which are always cute and fun to watch.
How is the battle against ringworm going?
Treating the ringworm fungus that was introduced into the household with Lily and Dash—who both had a recent history of ring worm, tested negative under the unreliable Wood’s Lamp test, and never had a fungal culture done—has been a long and grueling process—for sure. Per the vet, we won’t know how it is going or when it is gone until we get 2 consecutive negative fungal cultures done at one- month intervals. Even then, we have to keep an eye on them for months as the fungal spores can live in the environment for up to 18 months.
That said, I am heartened with the new hair growth I see on all the lesion sites. New fuzz is new fuzz and cause to celebrate!
Does anyone have any new fuzz that you would like to share?
All the cats had lesions but Wilson and Ruby seemingly had it the worst; of all the cats, they had the most and the largest bald patches/lesions. They are all still scratching at themselves a bit—hopefully that is due to the dry skin brought on by having had lime sulfur dips every 5 days since the first week of December and not active fungal spores. But ALL THE LESIONS have NEW FUZZ…and as I said up above…new fuzz is new fuzz and cause to celebrate.
Can you explain what exactly is ringworm and what the treatment is?
Ringworm is the common name for the skin infection caused by a group of fungi; a worm does not cause it at all. The fungi feed upon the dead cells of skin and hair causing in people a classic round, red lesion with a ring of scale around the edges and normal recovering skin in the center. Because the ring of irritated, itchy skin looked like a worm, the infection was erroneously named. The fungi responsible are called dermatophytes, meaning plants that live on the skin, thus the more correct term for ringworm is dermatophytosis. The characteristic ring appearance is primarily a human phenomenon. In animals, ringworm frequently looks like a dry, grey, scaly patch but can also mimic any other skin lesion and have any appearance.
Classic symptoms of ringworm in cats include skin lesions that typically appear on the head, ears and forelimbs. Ringworm can cause flaky bald patches that sometimes look red in the center. In mild cases, there may be localized areas of redness or simply dandruff, while more severe infections can spread over a cat’s entire body. It’s also possible for a pet to carry ringworm spores and not show any symptoms whatsoever.
A cat can contract ringworm directly through contact with an infected animal-or indirectly through contact with bedding, dishes and other materials that have been contaminated with the skin cells or hairs of infected animals. Ringworm spores are notoriously hardy and can survive in the environment for more than a year!
Any cat can develop ringworm, but kittens less than a year old and geriatric cats are most prone to infection, while longhaired cats and those who are immunocompromised are also more susceptible. Ringworm can quickly spread in shelters or other crowded environments; warm and humid conditions tend to promote ringworm infections.
There are a few recommended treatment approaches, all of which are challenging, lengthy, expensive, and difficult. Most of the successful options involve a multipronged approach including, endless environmental cleaning (laundry, vacuuming, disinfecting with bleach, apple cider vinegar, or other antifungal solutions), applying topical antifungal ointments, oral medications, dips in a lime sulfur solution (or other antifungal dip/shampoos) every 5 days until 2 consecutive fungal spore cultures—done at one month intervals—test negative. I won’t go into the specifics, as it would take far too long to explain. There are several invaluable resources available online; more information may be found by visiting any one of them. Here is the one my vet gave to me, veterinary partners.com. http://www.veterinarypartner.com/Content.plx?P=A&S=0&C=0&A=559
I read you also pet sitting on the side, how did you get started?
There was a time when I owned 7 Afghan Hounds…7!!!…I know!!! Whenever I had to go out of town—be it for work or pleasure—finding someone to care for the pups was challenging and always more than a bit stressful. One day, a couple of friends told me of a graduate student that they both knew and had used for house and pet sitting. She would stay in your house and care for your pets while you were away. While she was delighted to care for the animals in exchange for a room away from roommates and/or campus, I was grateful for the peace of mind and compensated her for her service.
Having had people come into my home to care for my beloved furry family members in the comfort of their home was wonderful. It offered me so much peace of mind that, I decided to pay it forward and help other pet owners facing the same situation—extended or short-term travel. Several years ago, while in graduate school, I started doing house/pet sitting for a couple of friends; through word of mouth, news of my service spread and several people began contacting me for house/pet sitting…even planning ahead and making reservations months in advance. About 10-12 years ago, I decided to formalize this side gig and started a small business, my services include mail pick-up, stopping by for watering/feeding/playing with people’s dogs and cats, administering oral and injectable medications…sometimes an overnight is needed. I am fortunate to be able to do most of my professional work from home and fit the side work into my flexible home office hours. I have what I call regular clients and could probably have a lucrative little company if I wanted to hire a couple people and do this full time.
What has been you favorite pet sitting experience?
I have developed some great friendships, made a bit of extra money, and had fun—face it, tending to animals can be just plain old fun. Not to sound overly cheesy but for me, knowing that I am helping someone by taking care of their pets is very rewarding and is just an overall terrific feeling.
As for a specific favorite pet-sitting experience it would have to be when I was tending to a small sheep ranch and a few of the ewes started lambing. Heh…who would have guessed that my nursing background coupled with both the experience of having spent so much time on my grandfather small farm while growing up and my innate love for animals would come in so handy?
Is there anything you would like to add about yourself or the furry family?
On a serious note, when making the decision to add a pet to your family, please adopt, don’t shop…spay and neuter your pets. Also, if adopting/rescuing an animal that has a recent known history of ringworm, don’t rely on a Wood’s Lamp for the definitive diagnosis—get a fungal culture done. Yes, it takes time and costs a bit more money but trust me, that cost is small compared to the physical, mental, emotional, and financial costs of treating ringworm—especially if it is introduced into a multi-cat household.
On a less serious note: My Mom has always said while she’d like to think that my first word was MAMA but she really believes that it was MEOW. True story!
This article is dedicated to the loving memory of the following pets that have known love & comfort.
Your little life had such a such a sad beginning, how are you doing now?
It has been a rough going. It started out very bad. I was so cold when momcat took my brothers & sisters away and didn’t come back for me! I cried and cried as LOUD AS I COULD for hours in the early frosty morning. She never came back (mew-hoo). After a couple of hours the humans came out and found me. I had been stuffed under an upside down canoe with the rest of my siblings in some leaves near a pond, but I had started to slide down the hill towards the pond and no longer had any cover to keep me warm.
Once the humans (now mom & dad) took me inside, they wrapped me up to warm me and bought a bottle & kitten milk and fed me around the clock every 2 hrs for weeks until I became stronger. Unfortunately my legs developed terrible abscesses within a month or so which the vet said were probably due to parasites getting under my skin while I was outside. When they x-rayed me, the vet found I had no hips! This was not apparent at first because I crawled and had not started walking yet. The abscesses got SO bad that they damaged the bones in my legs and deformed them (mew-hoo) so now my right front leg is bent backwards, my left front leg is slightly curved and my back legs are slightly off as well. I am unable to sit like a regular cat and walk awkwardly at best. I get around by running like a hopping rabbit. I cannot jump up, but have learned to climb somewhat and can sort of jump down from small heights. When I was younger I would try to jump down from whatever I was on and was constantly injuring my legs & side. Mom was a wreck and started buying pillows to put all over the floors to save me.
Nowadays I usually just rest on My Throne in the kitchen (kitchen chair). Sometimes I climb up on the kitchen table, much to moms dismay, but don’t do much more than sleep. I like to play sometimes, but just really do not like to be held or hang out in other rooms, other than My Kitchen. Being held makes me uncomfortable and mom is always picking me up and squishing me because she cannot resist my super soft kitten-fur.
How many fursiblings do you live with?
My original family consisted of my twin sister Bandit who was taken in by mom a year ago due to grave illness, and Stripey who turned out perfectly healthy and lives outside. I had a grey sibling, but I don’t know what happened to them. I never saw them again after they got moved by momcat. I now live with Aunt Pickles who is the family matriarch, Aunt Spooky who has also contracted Feline Calcivirus from my sister Bandit, Aunt Stumpy (who has no tail!), Aunt Stumpy’s son Squishy, then there’s Big Tux, Uggy, and our latest arrival, Trouble. So that makes 8.
How do all of your get along?
I pretty much ignore everybody and remain on My Throne, but have no quarrels with anyone except mom who tries to bathe me, take me to the V-E-T, or scares me half to death with the evil vacuum monster.
Does anyone treat you different?
I get special treatment because I cannot get around normally. When I was smaller, I had my own low-profile litter box so I could easily climb in. I get expensive Iams canned food for better nutrition since I was so sickly when I was younger. Mom has since tried to wean me off it and on to “regular” canned food like the other guys eat, but I’m not hearing it. Furniture gets moved around lots because I’m always trying to climb high places. I have boxes I use as steps so I can get onto My Throne in the kitchen. Mom throws big fluffy bed pillows all over the kitchen floor when I get in my “climb the kitchen table” mood, in case I fall off.
What causes your fur to be “crunchy”?
Not sure. Originally it was due to the stupid fleas the other guys would bring in, but now I believe it is due to the very dry conditions in our house. My Aunt Stumpy, who I believe is a sister to my cat-dad and whom I take after also has this skin problem. It gets very scaly and cracked. Mom runs a humidifier, but it doesn’t help. The shampoo/bath has made an improvement, but don’t tell mom.
Did you get treats and pets for tolerating the bath?
After The Bath I didn’t want to talk to anyone. Mom kept making baby talk noises about being a “good boy” but I was not hearing it! NOW she is intimating about this becoming a WEEKLY event. I don’t THINK so! (Although my skin is way better and my fur super soft now…)
Do you take any other medications now?
I was on Amoxi-Drops about 2 weeks ago because of my aggravating skin condition and having diarrhea, but that has since gone away.
What is your favorite thing to do?
I rule the kitchen from My Throne and all who enter it. Most of my time is spent sleeping.
Is there anything else you would like to share about yourself of your family?
Mom is a big softy who cannot turn anyone away. Dad is no better as he lets her bring us all in. My feral family (Murphy-mom-cat, Buster-dad-cat, Brother Stripey, Step-sister Mini-Murph, Timmy-Tim, and 2 new kittens (and the occasional Mystery-cat) that showed up recently all are watered and fed daily by mom. They often take refuge under my house when the weather gets bad. Mom has also created a Rubbermaid tub shelter right outside the door for anyone to take emergency shelter if needed. It is running us broke, but we manage.
Author’s Note: Many Thanks to Trooper and his mom for answering the interview questions. Pictures were used with permission. This post is a part of the Extra Love needed Theme. For more on pets that need extra love, please click the badge below.
Tink, what exactly is a Lynx Point Meezer?
A lynx point Meezer is a type of Siamese (the best type! *giggles*) that has a lot of tabby type markings. When I first came to live with my family no one realized I was a Meezer. Our friend Mr. Peabody’s mommy is the one that told us. None of us had ever heard of it!
How did you come to find your forever home?
I came to my forever home as a foster. A friend of my mommy’s posted on FB that they needed to find a new place for me ASAP. Mommy couldn’t bear the thought any of the options that were suggested so she called her friend and told him she was coming to get me that very night. Once my Boy and I met, well, it was love at first sight and there was never any mention about fostering again. You’ve heard of that saying about a boy and his dog? We are a Boy and his Meezer.
Onslow, where did your name come from?
Hi! My unique name actually comes from a TV show. Have mew ever heard of Keeping Up Appearances? It is a British show and so funny. The family loves it especially the Onslow character. Nip addict? Who, me? I don’t know where these rumors are coming from! I do however like a little here and there but I don’t think I need a nip program. Do you?
Is it true you are a nip addict?
Nip addict? Who, me? I don’t know where these rumors are coming from! Will you have to go to nip anon this year?
I do however like a little here and there but I don’t think I need a nip program. Do you?
Sammy, do you think you have what it takes to be a Champion Lap Cat?
Oh yes, I think I do have what it takes to become a Champion Lap Cat!
What are you doing to train for this honor?
I work out daily. I particularly like to lap lounge when I know it is time for someone to go to work, school or out for whatever reason. Priorities, you know?
Mr. Sinatra, can you share your story with us?
I don’t really like to talk much about my life before now but a very kind lady rescued me. I had been abandoned to the world and out on my own for a long time. I was very cold, hungry and ready to just pack it all in. The kind lady tried to find out about me but no one ever came looking. The week before Turkey Day she asked my Mommy if she would keep me while they were away on vacation. I was still so painfully thin and scared and she didn’t want to leave me with just anyone. Well, the rest is as they say history! After a week together Mommy knew that she couldn’t part with me. She talked to the kind lady and she was thrilled with the idea. Now I am warm, happy and always have plenty to eat. I’m actually getting a little tubby in the tum! Ha-ha. Life is good!
Who did you make friends with first?
I made friends with Onslow first because he is such a mellow and easy going guy. We are all comfortable with one another now and that makes me happy. I really love being part of a family.
What would you or your mommy like to say about Angel Stewart?
Stewart was the best and sweetest companion to our Mommy and the best big brother, ever. When she found him under her car in a parking lot he was so tiny Mommy had to bottle feed him. They were together 16 years. He was a faithful friend and comfort during many hard times and a loving soul. He was also a good guardian to our Girl and loved her from the very moment she came home from the hospital. He was awarded his angel’s wings last July and left mighty big paw prints on our hearts. I miss him but our time together was full of love and fun and I’ll never forget him. Sometimes we see a bit of white fluff floating in the air and we know it is our Stewart visiting from the Rainbow Bridge. ~ Tink
Do any of you have New Years Resolutions that you would like to share?
Our NY Resolution will be to continue our mission to promote love, peace and kindness to all. We try to always be happy, have fun and be a safe place to visit. Oh, and to continue to swing and croon to the Rat Pack!
Author’s Note: Many thanks to Tink & the kittizens extraordinaire for letting me asking interview questions and sharing Stewart with us. Pictures were used with permission. You can find them on Facebook sharing pictures, stories of their daily lives, love & laughter.
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