Nevertheless, I wanted to share some progress where he is concerned.
We think the biggest breakthrough is that Phillip NO LONGER hides under the couch in the living room. He is also less spooked!
He is sleeping on the spare bed at night where before he would get under it. Phillip is welcome to sleep with me but, alas, Christopher seems to have a corner on the bed property! Although Phillip has recently ventured onto the bed with me (and Christopher) for as long as 10 minutes. (Since Phillip was here first, he had choice spot on the bed at night with me but when Christopher came along he took over the bed. Sometimes even I’m vying for a spot!)
We do have lots of “bonding” time where Phillip will sit on my lap (as much as he can as he’s really huge and hangs over it a bit). He’s even gotten so when he’s on the floor stretched out he’ll show his tummy floof! And glorious floof it is!
Sometimes I’ll hear thumping and what sounds like pounding going on upstairs. When I go to investigate, I discover Phillip playing with one of the catnip toys. Or he’s jumping in and out of the bathtub!
Of course, there are still the hisses and swats; some of that may be because he and Christopher are staking territory. I do continue to be concerned about their claws, especially if either of them gets the evil eye around Billy.
All in all, we think we’re a match made in Heaven and we’re keeping us all!
Yours in Phillip settling in,
Right around Christmas, I received an email from Sneha at Terry’s Fabrics. She shared an infographic that she had made which looks at “What would happen if you let a cat design your home”.
While “The Boys” are least likely to do any fancy designs like these, we’re thinking they may like the opportunity to at least give it a try.
What about your kitty?
Yours in turning your kitty loose with your swatches,
In last week’s issue of Mewz Nooz and here at Kittens ‘n Things, I mentioned I had my eye on “another 4-pawer” that I was going to go look at on December 27th. Well, I did more than look; I brought him home! (Because of bad weather predictions for the 27th, “I went to look” on the 26th instead.)
His name is Matthew. (The Shelter named him “Lucien”, but since I thought that name sounded too much like a girl’s I decided a change was in order.)
From what I understand from the Shelter/Rescue people, his story was a little bit more tragic than Phillip’s. Matthew was found wandering the street, his fur all matted and dirty, he had an infected eye and walked like his “back end” may have been hit by a car at one time or other.
In fact, when he walks or runs and jumps, he will fall down (somewhat like those myotonic/fainting goats). But, unfazed, he’ll get right back up and keep going. He’s also been known to “trip up the steps”. The Shelter people figure he is about 8 or 9 years old; he weighs close to 10 pounds.
He was thisclose to being put in the Kill Shelter. The rescue lady who found him is also a foster care refuge home for animals. She told me she felt that Matthew had the sweetest disposition and that under all that physical ickiness was a little kitty that needed to have a chance for someone to love him, at least for a few more years. Read the rest of this entry »
That said, Billy and I proudly present: Phillip!
Age: 6 years, 4 weeks
Gotcha Day: Saturday, December 20, 2014
Weight: A ton (actually, it’s 13.5 lbs.) He makes two of Billy, and is the largest kitty we have ever had in our whole lives. Seriously!
Length: Who knows? But I’d guess 25 inches.
Meow: Yes, but barely. It’s a very faint, tiny one; sounds almost like a kitten.
Breed: He’s listed at the Shelter as a Domestic Long Hair; someone I know suggested he might be a Main Coon. (If anyone has any ideas, feel free to let me know.)
We’re all slowly settling in.
Tummy: Oh, yes! Sunday, he was comfortable enough that he rolled onto his side and let me see all the floof on his tummy!
I got him from the Animal Rescue League Shelter in Des Moines (a 2 hour drive from us). Because she was in ill-health, he was surrendered to the Shelter by his previous owner November 22, 2014, and put up for adoption November 23, 2014. (Mikey went to the Rainbow Bridge November 24, 2014.)
I’ll take pictures later. Right now, though, I’m trying not to spook him too much as he was somewhat skittish (noises) when I got him. Frankly, the Shelter spooked me a bit, too.
Lots of commotion going on that day, as in addition to sales on pet adoptions, they were having a “Spa Day for Rabbits and Guinea Pigs”. Droves of parents and kids were coming in for the special prices.
And this Shelter is so big and has much more traffic compared to our shelter.
Note: There may also be another 4-pawer joining us in about a week. He’s at a different shelter so if weather holds I’m going to go meet him next weekend (as in December 27.)
Yours in sharing the love again,
We don’t usually talk woofies, but this cutie, Hunter, and his Family have the perfect message for us all at this time of year.
Yours in sharing Christmas wishes with our furriends,
For starters, I have to quit calling Billy, Mikey!
Mikey was so ill for such a long stretch there that his name was most often on my lips as we spent quite a bit of time cuddling and talking to each other as I cared for him.
Although not unexpected, Billy has taken up permanent residence on my lap! While he’s done that for years it seems like now he’s doing it even more, if that’s possible.
I can also now cut down on the number of plates that I put out with food. (It used to be each of our six kitties would get his own plate, although they would go from plate to plate when it was time to eat.) I can also reduce the amount of food that I make available to Billy. All this in turn changes the number of times it’s necessary to tend to the litter box!
Billy is back to sleeping in his house in the hallway outside of the bedroom. It’s beside Mikey’s bed! I had thought he might join me in bed at night but for now he’s sticking close to Mikey’s bed.
Yours in missing Mikey,
I was out of town Saturday for the day and returned to an Inbox FULL of an outpouring of love, support, purrs and hugs from all of you at the loss of our beloved Mikey.
Thank you for taking the time to stop by to offer your thoughts and your kindness.
Your words of encouragement are helping Billy and me to realize we made the right decision. It’s also reassuring to know that we are not alone in our loss, as clearly many of you walked this way as well at one time or another.
And please know that the CB, its readers and members, like you all, are totally special to us.
Yours in us taking in your outpouring of love,
P.S. Ann Adamus of Zoolatry forwarded a beautiful avatar of Mikey Forever (above) that I’ll also post in the sidebar. I believe too that she was instrumental in posting the message at the CB. (If I’m mixed up on that, please someone let me know so I can give proper credit.)
It was during that contact that I decided it was time for us to say good-bye. Chuck is now taking care of him.
Sadly, Mikey had gotten to where more and more he was eating and drinking not so much, which resulted in little bodily output.
In addition, he had begun to get sick to his stomach, and wouldn’t take hairball remedy; something he used to love and would practically chase me down to get when I had the tube open.
Further, since his last visit to the vet two weeks ago he had lost half a pound and his heart murmur had gotten worse.
And then as you might suspect, after the fact, I’m still rethinking whether it would have been better to hold my horses a bit longer. Even though I knew that with all his health issues (including the dementia and partial loss of vision) there was really nothing else that could be done for him, other than maintaining him on the meds we had been using. Alas, even those were fast losing their effectiveness.
So now it’s just Billy and me. But we do have lots of fun memories though from when Chuck and I had a house full of six kitties under foot and sprawled all over, as well as running and playing, and with arms flailing about.
Yours in losin’ another love,