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Not "unusual" at all. There are many, many accounts of cats returning home after they and their people move, or they get out and get lost, or...? But very glad Holly is okay. Gotta wonder what these people's IQs are, to take her to watch racing?!! Of course we don't have all of the details. But most people hopefully know not to take their cats when they travel...no matter what some will argue.I am so sorry that things went the way they did. Not knowing can really play with your emotions. You go through all these thoughts of what you think happened and pray the worse case scenarios-never happened. Sorry to hear about your Ex's callousness to you and the kitties. That is a betrayal. Also sorry to hear the Sactuary owner snapped and let the cats out of her sanctuary. I pray that those kitties fared out better than you think. You never know. Here is a story that aired some years ago about a kitty who traveled 200 miles in Florida to get home. I hope you this makes you feel a little better. Cats are very good survivors, so you never know.![]()
Yeah, I saw that, too. Gotta love Dolly! I love her personality, sense of humor, sharp-as-a-whip business acumen, and yes, her "trashy" image, too. Along with Norma Jeane Mortensen a/k/a Marilyn Monroe and quite a few "dumb blondes," she had, and has, her finger on the pulse of what makes America what it is, and she tapped right into it. More power to her! and those other women who decided to go out and get what's theirs.I think that her "other things" are real. My favorite Dolly quote, which I remember clearly from an interview, was, "Honey, it takes a LOT of time and money to look this trashy!" That's when I gained tremendous respect for her sense of humor!
Some people have terrible judgement and don't give things that much thought. What a pity. However I am glad this kittiy found her way home. They truly are great survivors.Not "unusual" at all. There are many, many accounts of cats returning home after they and their people move, or they get out and get lost, or...? But very glad Holly is okay. Gotta wonder what these people's IQs are, to take her to watch racing?!! Of course we don't have all of the details. But most people hopefully know not to take their cats when they travel...no matter what some will argue.
Yeah, on Para 1. They're dealing with living beings! So true that so many are found wanting in the IQ department.Some people have terrible judgement and don't give things that much thought. What a pity. However I am glad this kittiy found her way home. They truly are great survivors.
Okay everyone-here is my favorite Dollyism. This lady must have a whole book of her "pearl of wisdoms". She is truly is somebody special.
'The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you got to put up with the rain.”
Have a great weekend everyone.![]()
I've known a bare handful of "Adventure Cats," happily going with their families on hikes, boating, camping, ready for anything that comes down the pike. The most notable, who had one of the best names ever, was Noble Fur, named after the Noble fir tree. She was the "daughter" of a park ranger, and went everywhere with him. Those cats are rare. MY girl took one look at "outside," said, "EUUWWWW...dirt! It might sully my pristine paws, thank you very much, but NO!" And I have abided by her wishes. With the notable exception of Hurricane Florence, when I stuffed her furry fanny in her carrier and got the heck out of Dodge!But most people hopefully know not to take their cats when they travel...no matter what some will argue.
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for you.
Thank you.Hugs. I pray that you get an answer to your prayers soon. Be blessed.![]()
I'm soWhen i got home Thursday afternoon I found Butter on the catio floor, lying and with his poop. He had no time to go to the litter box. I initially thought he was already dead and I got a blanket and wrapped him, still reeling with what just happened. When I was about to kiss him, he meowed softly. It was to be his last meow, his last breath. I strongly believed he just waited for me to come home to say his goodbyes.
I know how to crochet. Lololol That picture and the expression on the cat……!lol The hooman must have forgotten to buy treats!
If the cat was knitting, would it be stitch one, purrrrl two? Lol
Thank you for letting everyone know I sent Purrs and hugs! The pictures of the cats spread out giving meow purrs made me smile.
They do stay in our hearts forever. I have many in mine to prove it.
Words cannot express how sorry I am for Butter and you but you were so bonded to him and visa versa that I do believe he waited for you to come home. It was fate that he found love and warmth in your arms.Strange but that morning before I left, I had this sudden gloomy feeling that it was to be my last day with him, so I carried him around on a blanket and sang songs before I left.
Oh no! I am so sorry Maria. The thing with kittens is that some just don't make it through no matter what you do for them. Their is a condition called Fading Kitten Syndrome and it could be caused by a number things including the kitten not getting enough Colestrum from their mom in the first few days which leaves them susceptible to bacterial Infectiions and viruses. Parasites could be another reason. As well as heart defects or organs and body systems not working properly. I had a outdoor cat who was the runt of his litter. He and his sister were not healthy like their siblings. The sister died at 8 weeks suddenly and the male kitty made it to one year of age, and then he too went into decline. I took him into my garage, crated him and got medicines from rescuers-hoping that this was a parasite infection. He got treated for fleas, worms, and parasites and was on a couple rounds of antibiotics to get him to stop vomiting and start being able to hold down his food. I was able to hold him and talk to him. He was a sweet little guy. It brings tears to my eyes thinking about him.Thank you.
However, I have very bad news.
When i got home Thursday afternoon I found Butter on the catio floor, lying and with his poop. He had no time to go to the litter box. I initially thought he was already dead and I got a blanket and wrapped him, still reeling with what just happened. When I was about to kiss him, he meowed softly. It was to be his last meow, his last breath. I strongly believed he just waited for me to come home to say his goodbyes.
And he was gone. Just like that. I will post on the other thread later. But I am still in shock, in grief and a part of me wants to just stop rescuing anymore. I am emotionally exhausted, emotionally spent, and emotionally broken down.
Strange but that morning before I left, I had this sudden gloomy feeling that it was to be my last day with him, so I carried him around on a blanket and sang songs before I left. I also played with my other cats which normally I had no time to do in the mornings. I was not sure why but I felt something was about to happen.
Good hearing from you again Jcatbird. So glad you loved that pic. When I look at that pic, I think of all the kitties whether indoor or outdoor who passed away-now in that great place above living happily. I love how radiant that pic is and how adorable that kitten is. Glad it brought fond memories of Thrasher playing with leaves outside.You are so kind. The kitten in the golden light and falling leaves did bring a smile. It kind of reminded me of the early days of seeing Thrasher dancing in the leaves in the woods with the wild birds.
The chicken soup looks very fresh.Stirred with feathers?