Mancat Monday: Ping's Bad Ankle

We both thought Ping was getting better, but he reality he isn't. So even though it's traumatic for him to go back to the Vet, that is where he is going today. He has continued to pull the fur off the ankle I am sure to soothe it. But it is only making it worse. Please keep Ping in your purrs today....

PING UPDATE:

The Vet said that they can't see him this afternoon( we were going to go after we got off work), the only other option they gave us was to drop him off (NOW) and that they would work him in. So his Daddy is rushing home to go get him (that's a 10 mile ride home and then another 15 mile ride to the VET and then he has to go back to work...) to drop him off and we are upset that they are being so unflexible since they told us to bring him back if there were problems. And they are saying he might not be ready when Ping's Daddy goes back after work to pick him up! We hate just leaving him there, he isn't going to understand and he hurts and he is going to think we are abandoning him...I think we are going to have to rethink our VET situation.

ANOTHER PING UPDATE:

We just heard from the Vet. It's not a break. Ping has been BIT! His ankle is infected ... oh I feel so bad that for two weeks now he has been hobbling on a foot that was growing infected each day. The Vet did X-Rays again just to be sure that he was healing OK and he is. But he has to take antibiotics orally. So, we can pick him up this afternoon and I know he will be glad to be home. No wonder he had pulled the fur off of his ankle. He was trying to heal it himself. Now I just wonder who bit him. His Daddy is blaming Abby, but she normally does not bother him at all during the day. The only time Abby is aggressive is if I am around and she is keeping the others away from me. I have a feeling it was done in play because all of the others will play and Gracie is kinda a tough little tomboy. I don't think anyone did anything that was meant to be this harmful. But, now we have our answer...thankfully. Thank you to Captain Jack's Mom for pointing out to us that it's a holiday week and that could have accounted for how buzy our Vet was. We had not considered that, in our worry over Ping, we just wanted him to be looked at and we've been on pins and needles this weekend as he just seemed to grow worse with each hour.

Finally Friday

Abby cleaning the kitchen counter. She does this each and every meal. She does not like a speck of food left on the table.
Hurry up Mom and get this stuff cleaned up, I'm working as hard as I can....

PING UPDATE:

Ping is doing a little better. He is able to put a bit more weight on his back left leg. I think he has several weeks of healing to do.All purrs have helped make him feel so much better.

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Thankful Thursday: Grateful For My Nip Nanner

You can see how well worn this nip nanner is and how tightly I am clutching it.
I love my nip nanner...thank you Momma, can I please have another?

Wordless Wednesday

Tuxie Tuesday: Sending My Love To You

Abby sharing some love with Mom.
I just adore you.....purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Mancat Monday

Sunday Morning Coming Down

Ping:

I love sunshine and warm breezes.....

Hello There

Abby:

I hope efurryone is having a happy Saturday!

Finally Friday

Ping:
It's been a tough week, but I think I'm gonna pull through. I am still walking gimpy and not putting much pressure on my back left foot but everyday it gets a little better. I made it to breakfast and had my meal with Jinx and Gracie. I can stand up that long now. Before Momma was bringing my food to me which was nice but being a big mancat I needed to get up and go into the kitchen for my meals. I still can't jump up very well, but I am compensating by just taking small steps. I think I have finally turned the corner, but I overheard Momma saying if I'm not better really soon I will have to go back to the dreaded doctor again. I really don't want to go not that they weren't nice to me, but it's not the kinda place I like hanging out. Please keep me in your purrs I appreciate all the healing vibes I can get.

Happy Friday efurryone and now onto the cats....

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Gracie Gets Her Nip On

Meme by Abby from Abby

Abby at Tabby Normal tagged me for this meme...
Rules:
1.be honest
2.tag other people
3. have fun!

What is your name?
My name is Abby. I am a tiny Tuxedo Terror.

If you could change your name what would it be?
Probaby Scarlett. Don't I look like I should be named Scarlett? It would fit my personality. I am definitely a southern diva.

What is your pet's name (it can be a webkinz or a real pet)?
I don't have any pets. I am not fond of playing with toys. Occassionally when Momma moves a string or something I will play chase and I bounce ... yes, I hate to admit it, but because I am round I bounce.

If you could change your pet's name what would it be?
I think I need to find a pet, so I can name it. We do have a lizard who is rude around her named Ringo. Does that count?

What is your brother or sister's name?
My two sisters are Boo, and Gracie.
My two brothers are Ping and Jinx.

If you could change their name what would it be?
Well I could name Boo, Melanie; and Gracie well she's a tom boy, so I think she ought to be called George.
Ping, I really like Ping's name and it suits him, so I think I will not change his name, but Jinx well he needs a name change.
How 'bout Joe.

Oh my goodness that's eight letters...wow I will have to think about this....
Let's see how about:

Veronica

Pumuckl

Bert

Nixon

Speedy

Praline

Mike

Mr. Echo.

Wordy Wednesday

and the final episode of All Nipped Up will air tomorrow.....

One Lucky Family

Daddy has been working with the Safe Animal Shelter for a few weeks now taking woofies and kitties back and forth to their Vet visits and helping down at the shelter. Yesterday after he dropped off one of his woofies at the Vet he had to go to PetsMart to get us some supplies. While he waited for the store to open this car pulled up to the front door and took out a PTU that had a Momma cat and two kittens. He dropped them off and drove away. He left a note on the PTU that said that we belonged to some former neighbors and he could not care for a growing family. My Daddy was beside himself. The peoples at PetsMart said that they were going to call Animal Care and Control…ooo we shudder at the thought of that. Gracie has told all of us about that place and it’s not a good place for a kitty to be. She won’t even talk about it and she was lucky because she didn’t ever have to actually go and stay inside the facility. Anyway the kitty karma Gods brought another guardian Angel to the scene. This kindly lady who worked with No More Homeless Pets in NE Florida had to stop at PetsMart this morning and she made a few calls and guess what? Lucky Cat said that they would take these poor homeless kitties in! Isn’t that great? Lucky Cat is the adoption group that Abby came from. We think there some definite kitty mojo working. Lucky Cat is a premier adoption group so the outlook for these kitties is fantastic! Daddy was a wreck but we think that efurryfing worked out just spectacularly!

Ping's Update

It's been tough on Ping the past few days. He can't tolerate being on his left back leg so he doesn't stand for long. When he walks he barely puts any pressure on his leg. In examining him I have finally been able to discern that his pain is in his heel. He has started to pick off the fur where it is bothering him the most. I am still not convinced that he might not have a fracture there, so I think a follow up to the Vet is going to be in the very near future. But he is better. He isn't in as much discomfort as he was this past Thursday and Friday. But to make sure he eats I bring his plate to him while he lays on the couch, so he has curb side service. He got baby food last night and he really enjoyed that. Although this morning while I was trying to get ready for work, he wanted to do what he normally does which is jump up on the counter and drink from the little bowl near the sink. Well he couldn't get up enough 'push' to propel himself up, so he was beginning to fall, so I caught him underneath his tail which I thought would not hurt his leg. Well it must have hurt anyway and he meowed in pain, and all heck broke. Abby who was in the bathroom did NOT want me holding Ping and before I knew what was happening I had a hurting Ping in my arms meowing out in pain and I had Abby crawling up my leg with brimstone in her eyes howling at Ping. She was swiping at Ping and he was scared and howling and I knew better than to just put him down, so I tried to move but by then she was put to my jacket and hanging on so I thought I better put him down on the bathroom counter and he was screaming in pain, so while she was stick stuck to me Ping went and sat on the floor well as soon as Abby turned loose she was after Ping in full attack mode. He was scared and hissing and he hobbled off to the top of the couch where he normally sleeps. She was in full pursuit and by the time I got there she was nearly on top of him. So you may think I'm nuts but I know she isn't angry at me, so I just grab her and take her back to the bathroom with me and close the door so she can calm down. Which she does, but then I get to assess the damage done to me. She got both arms and both legs. It's not bad, it's more like where she was using me as her climbing pole, so I have 'holes' where her claws got traction. She is totally possessive and she will not tolerate me holding any of the other cats. This is what she did when we were trying to get Ping in the PTU to take him to the Vet last Thursday. Does anyone have any good suggestions for how to get a pill into a cat that won't take one? I feel so bad for Ping and I wish I could get his pain pill down but he has been so stressed I didn't want to try and pry open his mouth and force it. Any suggestions?

What a morning.........

Manic Monday

to be continued....

Happy Father's Day

Uh..what...

::::yawn::::

Oh yeah Dad...

Happy Father's Day

Your boys

Ping and Jinx

What Is It Abby?

Why is Abby so alert?

The Light Before Storm

She is Gone

You can shed tears that she is gone, Or you can smile because she lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back,

Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,

Or you can be full of the love that you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,

Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she is gone,

Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back

,Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

Author: David Harkins

The Rainbow has given another angel her wings...

Til we meet again...

Stormie

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Please drop a meow to Stormie Mom...

Purrsss

Please Send A Purr For Ping

Yesterday when I got home from work, I noticed Ping wasn't at the door to greet me which is his ususal habit. When he didn't come into the kitchen when dinner was served made me know something wasn't quite right. There he was lying on top of the dining room table (yep they can all lay up there...they would do it if I weren't home so I have a quilt on top of the table to protect it). At first I thought he was just up there and wasn't very hungry, but the more I rubbed on him the more I got this feeling something wasn't right. Finally when I touched his left back foot he reacted and pulled it away from me then I realized something was terribly wrong. The back leg was trembling. He tried to get up and pull away from me and then I could see he wasn't putting any weight on it and he was favoring it. Well immediately a phone call to the VET (ours is a convenient 45 minutes away in afternoon work traffic -- that's what we get for living in the boonies) we popped Ping in the PTU(no easy feat as he didn't want to get in it) and off we went. Two and half hours later we find out NO broken bones (THANK bast) but he is hurting pretty bad. He was spectacular at the Vet's and they said he was so sweet when they pulled on him to get his xrays. But that's Ping. He is such a sweet little boy. There was a lot of ruckus amongst the other cats and I have to say Abby led the charge. That's another story and I have scratch marks to prove it! :-) All of the cats were upset. But Ping settled down last night thankfully the shot to make it easier to do the xrays also gave him some relief. He was hobbling this morning and he was hurting. I put his pain pill in his food and we decided to separate him in the new Playroom until his Dad gets home, which will be early today. He wasn't interested when I tried to tempt him with the food, but I am hoping that as the morning goes on he will want it and hopefully he will take the pill. Otherwise it will be traumatic to try and pill him, in fact I know with him it would be better not to try and force him to take a mild pain pill. So please send Ping a purr, he is feeling real bad today. No idea what he did, other than knowing our litte acrobat jumped and missed, but he missed really badly and he really hurt himself. The Vet said it could take up to two weeks to heal, but she thinks he probably pulled a tendon. Please keep our little boy in your purrayers...

UPDATE:

Ping is much better this afternoon his Daddy reports!

This is good news.

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Happy Gotcha Day

June 12th, 2005 was a big day for me. That was the day I was taken from the arms of my sweet friend and given to Lucky Cat Adoptions. My sweet friend was an 8 year old girl who had loved me for 3 years. Her Daddy did not like me and wanted to get rid of me. His neighbor was one of the ladies who worked with the Lucky Cat Adoptions group. I did not know what was happening that Sunday when they loaded me up. They put me in my igloo and put me in the car and took me to a lady I didn't know who then took me to a place that was filled with many many other kitties who I didn't know.
They transported me to a BIG noisy place called PetsMart where lots of beans, woofies, fev-vers and other kitties were. I was petrified. But, I sat there very still hoping no one would notice me and I watched everything from my little enclosed igloo. I didn't know why I was there. Then all of a sudden a lady came and she took my out of my igloo. I didn't know that this lady had come to see me and only me.This lady started to cry as she picked me up. I clung to her shoulder and would not let go. I didn't know what was happening. The next thing I knew I was being put into a PTU and taken out of the store. I thought OH GREAT they are taking me back to the arms of my sweet little girl. Halleluiah I was going home! But then I noticed we weren't heading in the right direction.
I was being taken to a new place. Believe me, I was mad! I was very mad. I was put into a room with lots of new things that this lady thought I would like. There were toys and treats, food and water, and a new bed. But, I didn't like any of it. I wanted to GO HOME! Take me home I yelled. I want to go back to my house and Casper my other kitty furfriend. I hissed and tried to put the REAL bitey on this strange woman. She was so upset and I thought GOOD now you'll take me back home.
Little did I know that my former Daddy had told the lady from Lucky Cat Adoptions that if this new lady did not want me , to just turn me loose behind PetsMart. This new lady knew that my former Daddy did not want me back and he was the reason why I had been placed up for adoption. She was very sad about this, but she also knew that the instant she laid eyes on me that her heart swelled up with love and she knew that I was the one and only kitty for her. At that moment I did not agree.
She was worried about me that first night. But by the next morning I was a bit more hospitable. She was quite relieved of my change of attitude. Although I made this new woman prove to me that she wasn't going to just pretend to care for me and then turn around and give me away.

It took several months to finally trust this new lady and I eventually began calling her Mom.
I still do not like living with other cats though. I tolerate them. But, I am especially hard on my new sisfur Boo. I am very jealous of Boo because Mom also loves her just as much as she loves me.
But, most of the time Boo is OK.
The main thing is this; Mom told me that no matter what and she emphasized the NO MATTER WHAT, she will always be there for me. She has promised that until the end of my days she will do everything to provide me with a good, safe, and loving home. I will never ever EVER be put up for adoption ever again.

It took me a long long LONG while to actually believe her.

Because it has happened twice to me; this adoption stuff.

But, I think that the third time was a charm.

I know it's the charm.

I am home.

Forever.

I have a few issues. I do like to put da bitey on. I don't draw blood (unless your a Daddy and then I might) but I pinch very hard. When Mom and I were first together I would put the pinch bitey on her all the time. I was testing her. Finally when I trusted her, I didn't do that anymore. I still put the bitey on her, but it is my happy bitey. It's my I LOVE YOU bitey.
I know I am small, but I have to keep up my BIG CAT ATTITUDE so I won't be pushed around. So, I put da bitey on!
I am very fankful to be in my final forever home.

These are some of Momma's favorite pictures of me. WE hope you enjoyed them.

Happy 3rd Gotcha Day sweet angel.

June 12, 2005 was one of the best days of my life!