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Farewell Tennyson

Our Tennyson crossed the Rainbow Bridge on October 13, at just a little after midnight. We all think he waited that long just to let Mommy get home from work to bid him farewell. Daddy and we kitties had already done so. We sat solemn watch as he faded away.

Kidney failure…. that murderous killer that has taken so many beloved kitties from Mommy and Daddy… had struck again.




R.I.P. Tennyson….. we will meet you at the Bridge someday.

~ Amber

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Keeping an Eye on Things


Mikey here. I’ve been keeping an eye on things this week. My brother, Tigger, had to go to the vet last Friday along with Thomas T. and Smudge.

Mommy wrote about Smudge’s visit in the last post. She didn’t mention Thomas.

Thomas has always been healthy and had never seen Dr. Kevin.  First the scale: Thomas weighed in at 13 pounds. Not bad. He’s all muscle. During the exam everything checked out great except his heart. We learned Thomas has a Class 4 murmur. The highest of any of us. Or I should say, the most severe.

It seems we Shady Hollow Cats are plagued with heart murmurs. It has Dr. Kevin and Mommy bewildered. We expected it in my litter mates (I’m the only one out of five siblings that does NOT have a murmur). An enlarged heart and its failure was what sent my sister Amy to the Bridge last year.


Mikey and Tigger


My brother Tigger went on this visit to get his bottom shaved and so Dr. Kevin could check his catheter. He has had the indwelling catheter for almost a year and has only had one bladder infection. It was due to damp fur and bacteria; so now he gets a trim about every 6 weeks.

It is real humiliating for him. He has lots of pride and he is terribly shy. Having a vet tech shaving his behind makes him very unhappy. Well, until he and Mommy start home. He doesn’t even meow on the way home.

Tigger got weighed while at Dr. Kevin’s. He weighed 17 pounds. He and I are big boys. I weighed 16 pounds at my last visit. We are both very loving and demand attention. Mommy calls us her “snuggle bugs”.

I’ll keep and eye on things and if Amber gets too busy on Face Book to write a post, I’ll take care of it. I have to look out for my sister, you know.

Purrs, Mikey

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The Verdict is in: Smudge is OLD

“Oh my”, Dr. Kevin said as he lifted Smudge out of the carrier.  He began to feel down Smudge’s sides with the washboard ribs. He felt the protruding hip bones and down the spine. Next the look inside the mouth and ears, the eye exam. I waited for Dr. Kevin to finish the exam, noticing how much time he was spending listening to Smudge’s heart and lungs.

Dr. Kevin stood straight and shook his head. “Its not good", Joyce.”

I sighed, I had suspected it wasn’t. Kevin asked, “These cats just find you, don’t they? I mean, you don’t look for them.” I told him that the only one of the now 12 cats that I sought out was Lisa. I got her from a neighbor. The rest just found me and I took them in. Kevin nodded.

The Verdict:

Smudge is a very old cat. A conservative guess would put him at around 15, but Kevin feels he is much older.


Smudge has severely worn and missing teeth. He has all the signs of hyperthyroidism, cataracts on both eyes, and a  Class 3 heart murmur. His little old body is just wearing out.

Kevin said the hyperthyroidism was probably the thing that kept him eating. We won’t treat it for that reason. His heart sounded pretty bad. Kevin didn’t tell me anything other than Class 3, I saw it on his face. He looked like he did when he listened to Amy’s heart a year ago, when it was failing.

Dr. Kevin said the best thing would be to bring Smudge home, love him and let him live out his days being loved. He said it wouldn’t be long until Smudge crossed the Bridge.

I have noticed over the past several days that Smudge’s appetite has gone from eating heartily to being very picky. He’s eating less than half what he scarfed down just a week ago.

This rescue may be short lived in-so-far as length of time Smudge spends with us. But I would much rather his last days be spent in comfort and love than huddled under a bush the way I found him. Scared and alone.


~ Kitty Mommy

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