Monthly Archives: March 2010

One Month For Ten

Ten has been here for an entire month and other than some slight nasal discharge and a sneeze now and then, he is better.  He has gained weight and is starting feel like growling at Thomas T. on occasion.

This afternoon he is enjoying being upstairs with us and the other kitties (supervised visitation). Tonight he will go back to his safe-room but it looks like he will soon be with the other kitties most of the time.

He has given his new daddy’s recliner a passing grade. Looks like daddy is going to have to share.

As you can see, having control of the prime real estate has gone to Ten’s head a bit. He is feeling pretty smug right now.

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The Timid Cats

Mommy says that I (Amber), Lisa and Tigger are her timid cats. We are the ones everyone else loves to pick on by stalking, slaps, and sneak attacks. If we weren’t timid we would slap back or turn it into a play session, instead we get scared and run hide.

Mommy finally decided to isolate us from the other cats for awhile. She put us in her bedroom and closed the door. We have food, water, a litter box of our own. We have Mommy’s computer chair, desk, the dressers to sit on. Best of all we have Mommy’s bed to sleep on. We each have our own space picked out on the bed and get along just fine.

Mommy will let me out if I ask, but when I did the other day, Amy picked on me again. I quickly asked Mommy to let me back into our safe room. I told Lisa and Tigger that Amy is still being a tyrant and bully and we decided that our room is not so bad. After all, it has the two best bird watching windows in the cottage.

Lisa sleeps most of the time. She will be 14 years old in May. Tigger and I are careful not to bother her. We still respect her for her wisdom. As an older cat, she is using our safe room time to tell us about her youth and the other cats who lived here before we were born. We love Lisa. Mommy does too and always treats her special.

Tigger’s bladder problems were made worse by Amy’s habit of constantly ambushing him when he tried to use the litter box. Now he can go in safety whenever he wants. Lisa and I could care less. He doesn’t intrude into our privacy and we respect his.

We “Timid Cats” are enjoying having our own room and are glad Mommy did this for us.

Purrs ~Amber~

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Feel Better Sunday

What a difference two weeks can make! We’ve let Ten outside the last two days to enjoy some sunshine and spend time with us. He has helped me look for crocus (with his help I found three in bloom), and do a few other things around the porch. He still sleeps in his safe-room at night, which he doesn’t seem to  mind. Of course I think he’d rather sleep on our bed instead. Maybe later…

~ Mommy ~

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Hi, I’m Ten

I’m hungry. I’m always hungry because I went so long without regular meals that I almost starved. I was managing though until I got an upper respiratory infection.

I’d been hanging around this house for several months but was too afraid to come when called. I would run away instead. Then I became so sick and weak that I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I gathered up my courage and walked up to the humans who live here. I knew if they chased me away I would go find a hidden place and quietly die.

So, I pulled myself together, and tried to put my best “aren’t I a cute kitty?” face on and walked up to where they were sitting. I rubbed against the lady’s leg. Of course, the effect was lost when I sneezed a snotty sneeze. “Oh geez,” I thought, “they will surely chase me away now.”

The lady petted me. It was wonderful to be petted again. It had been so long. Then she went inside and brought back a bowl of  dry food and a bowl of water. It was so good and I began to eat in a hurry. I was afraid the food would disappear. The lady went back inside and brought back a dish of canned cat food. Oh, I was in Heaven! It was so good. After I finished eating, she picked me up and petted me. The man petted me too.  Then they put me in the porch rocker. I spent a few days on the porch, eating and sitting in the rocker.

The weather turned cold and windy, so I went back to my den to get out of the wind, but I came back that afternoon. That night it was very cold. When the lady came home from work, she picked me up and brought me inside to the room where I am living now. I heard her say the vet said it was OK as long as I had no contact with the other cats. My cold is very contagious and they might get sick too. The vet gave her some medicine to give me, and although I’m not well yet, I am improving.

I am the tenth cat here. My new name here is “Ten” partly because I am the tenth cat and partly because I am on my tenth life. I like my new name.

The other cats call the lady Mommy, so I think of her that way now. She visits me and always holds me in her lap and pets me. She brings me plenty of food and I have my own litter box. I have a nice bed and a little heater all my own. I had been cold for so long that I stay close to my heater. It feels so good!

I don’t know what the rest of my life will be like, but I think it will be good as long as I stay here. I know that soon I will be going to visit the vet. When he says its OK, Mommy will let me join the rest of the cats. I already know Thomas T. We met when he came outside while I was hiding. He kept telling me it would be OK, just come talk to his Mommy. I wish I had listened to him, maybe I wouldn’t have gotten so sick.

I am feeling better every day and I think I don’t look so skinny anymore. Mommy will keep photo updates on my progress, of course right now I don’t pose very good. I’m either eating or wanting petted, so she says its hard to get a good picture.

Thank you for reading my story. I’m sure Mommy will let me talk to you again soon. Purrs…~ Ten ~

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