Caturday!

[Booper]

I have technically four cats! One lives at my parents, one at my Nan's, and then two at my boyf's house.

This is Loki, who lives at my parent's. We've had her since she was a kitten, and I've known her since she was about 4 weeks old! If any of you have read Six Dinner Sid.... that sums her up perfectly! One Christmas my parents went to a party with our new neighbours, and they were talking about a stray they named Smudge that kept coming in and begging for food... and then another set of neighbours said that they had bought the cat food as well... and it turned out it was our cat! She stills comes back over the fence with ham from time to time!






Then we have the two cats at my boyfriend's house, Maisy and Meg! They were adopted as kittens, and they look identical! The easiest way to tell them apart is that Maisy is... hefty She's a house cat, and Meg is an outdoors cat mostly. I don't have many pictures of Maisy because she isn't that friendly, but Meg on the other hand is very friendly and likes to sleep on our bed at night!
This is both of them Meg on the left, and Maisy on the right:


Meg:


Meg also has extra tootsies! and extra toe beans! In this photo, she also gained a hat somehow...


Lastly, we have Pongo, my nan's new cat! Sadly, just before Christmas her dog passed away, and since she lives on her own she wanted a new companion. She decided that a cat would be better than a dog, and luckily we found a shelter that was willing to work with us and let my nan adopt a cat! So in January, Pongo joined the crew!
In this photo his ears are a bit wet, that's because he was on ear drops for an ear infection at the time! He is much better now!

[Sunnieskys]

my Bobo faces!


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[c0r3yr0s3]

Lily my rescue. She likes to run the streets for a couple days at a time. She came home for food and apparently a nap

[GpBp]

I used to have a Russian Blue named Velcrow, but she passed away last month Shr was 22 years old!! This is my friends lovely kittys, Pearl and Lola

Lola= Brown and Black
Pearl= Black and White

P.S Sorry pics are sideways!
P.P.S Its close enough to Saturday...

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[MissterDog]

Here are my little ones, Milo left (brown tabby) and Kupo right (black kitty)

[tttaylorrr]

Here are my little ones, Milo left (brown tabby) and Kupo right (black kitty)

that face; this needs to be in a caption contest!!! sooo cute!

[zina10]

Let me say first of all...I'm not really a cat person. When I say this to my Vet, he finds that very funny, since I keep bringing rescue kittens near death to him
He always says, see you next time!

So far over the past 4 years or so I've rescued 9 kittens, all in dire straits. One of them, the one that was the worst of (more dead then alive, really, and a hard fight to get him to live) ended up staying with us. Jack, a tuxedo cat.

Our latest rescue, late last year, was a red little male kitten that was found at night, in the middle of the road, completely blind with infection, flea ridden, skinny and about 4 1/2 weeks old. Thankfully the people noticed him and stopped and scooped him up. They were overwhelmed and posted on a facebook group that they needed someone to come and take this kitten or they would "put it out of its misery". They weren't unkind people...the kitten really just looked to be suffering and so tiny, too.

Well, my daughter and I went and got him. He looked like he was dead already, very weak, there was no time to waste to hurried directly to Walmart for some needed supplies. I had my daughter carry him like a baby, hidden in a towel We got some funny looks that night. But hey, its Walmart.

At home we first gave some pedialyte for hydration and energy boost. Then on to a bath, to kill the fleas that were killing him. And to get some weird sticky substance off of him. The eyes were completely shut with terrible infection. Huge scabs of green puss and smelling of death. Next order was a meal of milk replacer. Then on to the eyes...oy. An hour of careful dabbing with warm compresses we got some of the scabs loosed up, but both eyes were infected red messes with green pus. The smell...

Next morning we were at the vet. Poor little Frodo looked dead when we laid him on the table and the Vet looked all upset, he thought we were to late.. But I told him Frodo was just sleeping hard, and being weak, but that he sometimes would get a little energy and purr So he got a shot, a ton of meds and back home we went. We diligently treated both eyes, although one was "busted". The Vet didn't want to remove it till the kitten was older and stronger. The "bad" eye had a "bubble" on it where tissue came out, and bloodveins and tissue built up towards that bubble, the bodies way of bringing disease fighting cells to that eye/ bubble. He didn't seem to be bothered by it much.

Let me tell you. We fell in love with him HARD. Very hard. Just something about Frodo. It didn't matter that he was a mess, smelt bad and looked less then pretty. We got him eating well, growing well. He played with our 2 Chihuahuas, with Jack our cat, with my German Shepherd. All my animals LOVE LOVE any rescue I bring home, they are great "uncles". All of them, even my cat. I'm so proud of them. (but the one Chi would always want the little live mouse hoppers for the hatchlings...he didn't understand, he wanted to baby them...)

We made a facebook page for Frodo and made sure that only THE BEST home would do. I came close to just keeping him, but we were going through a bunch of stressful things last year (health issues with my daughter) and it was not a good time to add another permanent member to the family.

We found a wonderful lady that absolutely adores her cats and will do anything for them. She took Frodo. We met at the Vet so that I could get Frodos shots done first and buy more eye medicine and have him tested for Feline Leukemia and such. I cried. She almost didn't take Frodo because she saw how attached I was. She has had him for 6 month or so now. Frodo's eye actually continues to look better and better. Her Vet said its because we kept treating it. The bubble disappeared and the vessels that supplied the healing are ever more shrinking down. She might have them removed by laser if they don't completely disappear. But he has vision in that eye Something we didn't really expect at first, the Vet was surprised as well.

I know I'm rattling on here, but Frodo just crawled right into our hearts and it has been the hardest then it has ever been...to let one go to a good home.

So here is Frodo, our latest rescue.

[GpBp]

Let me say first of all...I'm not really a cat person. When I say this to my Vet, he finds that very funny, since I keep bringing rescue kittens near death to him
He always says, see you next time!

So far over the past 4 years or so I've rescued 9 kittens, all in dire straits. One of them, the one that was the worst of (more dead then alive, really, and a hard fight to get him to live) ended up staying with us. Jack, a tuxedo cat.

Our latest rescue, late last year, was a red little male kitten that was found at night, in the middle of the road, completely blind with infection, flea ridden, skinny and about 4 1/2 weeks old. Thankfully the people noticed him and stopped and scooped him up. They were overwhelmed and posted on a facebook group that they needed someone to come and take this kitten or they would "put it out of its misery". They weren't unkind people...the kitten really just looked to be suffering and so tiny, too.

Well, my daughter and I went and got him. He looked like he was dead already, very weak, there was no time to waste to hurried directly to Walmart for some needed supplies. I had my daughter carry him like a baby, hidden in a towel We got some funny looks that night. But hey, its Walmart.

At home we first gave some pedialyte for hydration and energy boost. Then on to a bath, to kill the fleas that were killing him. And to get some weird sticky substance off of him. The eyes were completely shut with terrible infection. Huge scabs of green puss and smelling of death. Next order was a meal of milk replacer. Then on to the eyes...oy. An hour of careful dabbing with warm compresses we got some of the scabs loosed up, but both eyes were infected red messes with green pus. The smell...

Next morning we were at the vet. Poor little Frodo looked dead when we laid him on the table and the Vet looked all upset, he thought we were to late.. But I told him Frodo was just sleeping hard, and being weak, but that he sometimes would get a little energy and purr So he got a shot, a ton of meds and back home we went. We diligently treated both eyes, although one was "busted". The Vet didn't want to remove it till the kitten was older and stronger. The "bad" eye had a "bubble" on it where tissue came out, and bloodveins and tissue built up towards that bubble, the bodies way of bringing disease fighting cells to that eye/ bubble. He didn't seem to be bothered by it much.

Let me tell you. We fell in love with him HARD. Very hard. Just something about Frodo. It didn't matter that he was a mess, smelt bad and looked less then pretty. We got him eating well, growing well. He played with our 2 Chihuahuas, with Jack our cat, with my German Shepherd. All my animals LOVE LOVE any rescue I bring home, they are great "uncles". All of them, even my cat. I'm so proud of them. (but the one Chi would always want the little live mouse hoppers for the hatchlings...he didn't understand, he wanted to baby them...)

We made a facebook page for Frodo and made sure that only THE BEST home would do. I came close to just keeping him, but we were going through a bunch of stressful things last year (health issues with my daughter) and it was not a good time to add another permanent member to the family.

We found a wonderful lady that absolutely adores her cats and will do anything for them. She took Frodo. We met at the Vet so that I could get Frodos shots done first and buy more eye medicine and have him tested for Feline Leukemia and such. I cried. She almost didn't take Frodo because she saw how attached I was. She has had him for 6 month or so now. Frodo's eye actually continues to look better and better. Her Vet said its because we kept treating it. The bubble disappeared and the vessels that supplied the healing are ever more shrinking down. She might have them removed by laser if they don't completely disappear. But he has vision in that eye Something we didn't really expect at first, the Vet was surprised as well.

I know I'm rattling on here, but Frodo just crawled right into our hearts and it has been the hardest then it has ever been...to let one go to a good home.

So here is Frodo, our latest rescue.

Absolutely heartwarming story Zina. That's amazing that you took Frodo in, healed him up, and gave him to a great home! He's still recovering I'm sure, but if it wasnt for you he wouldnt be around anymore! Kudos to you for saving this little ones life Prayers he keeps recovering and ends up living a long, happy, comfortable, loving life!

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[zina10]

Absolutely heartwarming story Zina. That's amazing that you took Frodo in, healed him up, and gave him to a great home! He's still recovering I'm sure, but if it wasnt for you he wouldnt be around anymore! Kudos to you for saving this little ones life Prayers he keeps recovering and ends up living a long, happy, comfortable, loving life!

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Oh, he is absolutely happy and healthy He was recovered by the time he found a new home. The eye was healing. We just didn't know how far that extra tissue would recede. At this point it is so faint that the new owner will probably just leave it alone, but it could be lasere'd off if that is what they want to do. He actually just recently got neutered, too, so now he is a big boy I keep getting updates on him too, and it warms my heart.

Each and every one I rescued, I paid for all the costs, and they stayed until they were ready. To this day I know where each and every one is. One we kept, Frodo is with a dear lady locally, Lola (the first) is with another great lady locally (she adores her to this day). Monty is with a friend. Of the 5 I rescued from drowning 3 are with friends and 2 are with a lady in the same city as I am.


Here are some pictures of the "5" as I called them. They were drowning in a flowerbed that was rapidly filling with water during a crazy strom with tornado sirens wailing and a torrential down pour. They were only days old. All took to the bottle and grew well.

[tttaylorrr]

happy caturday