Posts Tagged ‘foster cat’

True to their names, these three jump, smoosh, shrink, kick the enemy, scale new heights, flip, make mad dashes, sneak around corners, scope out trouble, and pick on each other.  Whether its scaling stairs or shoo’ing canine enemies outdoors – they’re up for the task.  As a team, nothing is too big, nothing too scary, nothing too challenging.  They’re always looking for the next adventure.

(Now I’m going to share a million shameless pictures – as their proud momma with the certified right to brag. I’ll even through some cute ones in there so as not to confuse you – they are little love bugs … sometimes.)

(P.S. Don’t forget you can click on each pic to see it bigger!)


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Friday I got this email about these 2 mama kitties in a shelter who were just about out of time.  So I asked a fellow foster if she had space for one and I’d help the other.


This pretty kitty is very pregnant.  She’ll soon be a mama and I’m so happy my friend will be able to offer her a wonderful, safe place to raise her family.  Amanda’s got a loud, lovely purr.  She may be a lap cat but with her belly, she hasn’t tried to climb in though she loves to snuggle up against me and plop down for a good scratch.


She’s mine! Well, my foster anyways. Greets me at the door, follows me around – just to get a little loving and let me know how appreciative she is to have a warm, happy place for her babies. Can you imagine her being out on her own this past weekend – in 4 inches of snow!!

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Last week, Mattie had surgery. Bless her heart. I took good care of her.  The day before, I spoiled her by locking the Bubbas in my room and keeping the dogs outside. She roamed around – freely and without hesitation. The day after, I coddled her, loved on her, gave her only canned food to eat (learned she hates that), gave her only dry food!  She’s been staying in a luxury kitty suite for her recovery with room service, daily bedding changes, and a personal masseuse (yep – me!)


But the poor girl still hasn’t recovered.  Three big ole stitches crawl up her bare neck.  It’s a sad site.  She’s throwing up daily: her petite system is still trying to get all the anesthesia and drugs out.


Though she’s happy rubbing at my ankles, purring with a good scratch – she’ll barely look at me!


And to top it all off, she’s being a little rebellious by purposely pooping OUTSIDE of the litterbox.  She’d never done that before. I put an extra box in the room (where she was pooping) – but no … that’s not good enough.  Her anger is obvious. I can see it every once in a while when it peeks through the “love me” mask she’s been wearing.  She’s gonna show me exactly what she thinks of being dropped off at the vet and operated on!  I’m thinking tonight I’ll be putting a tarp down in the room!


and I say – hey, at least you don’t have to wear the cone of shame!!

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Brothers, triplets (I can hardly tell them apart?), orange tabbies.  Isn’t it amazing how different brothers can be!  These three have such different personalities and it just cracks me up!



Mario – Mr. Tough Guy! Leader of the pack – but not in that upfront and in your face way. He’s the silent but strong type. Clever and sneaky – he sends Luigi first to check things out.  He’s fiesty though … when he needs to be – hissing and striking at any sniffing dog (Pebbles has a scratch on her nose and a very cautious curiosity to prove it) and vehemently attacking the feather toy. Favorite spot: resting on the back of the couch – a good leader’s got to always be able to see everything.



Luigi – Aka: The Front Man.  Sky diving face first from the couch, scaling the sides of the baby playpen just to skillfully “tightrope” walk the edge and hop on the first passing ride (dog), and attempting to dig tunnels in the litter with great diligence in hopes for The Great Escape.  Yep, he’s the fearless “leader” of the pack who stares down Zoe and plays with Rhino’s tail but in the end just wants a good scratch and a laser toy.



Yoshi – silent but deadly.  Though he lays low, his fury is not to be toyed with.  He perches himself in clear view of his boss, ready and willing to protect at any second.  Be warned four-legged friends: he sharpens his claws with diamonds! (okay, actually I just clipped them last night – but seriously, he’s a killer! I saw him defeat the blanket tassels and the wall shadows already!)  In all reality – he’s the cuddler of the bunch and purrrfectly content to snuggle in beside me – his protector!

Mario – Mr. Tough Guy! Leader of the pack – but not in that upfront and in your face way. He’s the silent but strong type. Clever and sneaky – he sends Luigi out first to check things out.  He’s fiesty though when he needs to be – hissing and striking at any sniffing dog (Pebbles has a scratch on her nose and a very cautious curiosity to prove it) and vehemently attacking the feather toy. Favorite spot: resting on the back of the couch – a good leader’s got to always be able to see everything.

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Okay, while I haven‘t hadn’t really experienced much pain and suffering in the world of fostering – I knew it was out there. I’ve heard horror stories, read blogs about the struggles pups and kitties go through (along with their foster parents), seen the commercials on TV (you know the ones where you frantically search for the clicker so you can flip channels before you see it!).  But I’ve been a pretty lucky foster mom for the past almost 8 months.  That is until yesterday!

I had three fosters at the vet – Angus, Mattie, and Massimo (formerly Maceo – just couldn’t pronounce it!!).

Angus: 1 year old, happy-go-lucky black lab

General Health: FANTASTIC – couldn’t have gotten a better report. shiny coat, white teethies (save a few missing and some blood in something I don’t care to talk about – yuck – prescription meds will clear it right up.  Just something that happens when you switch food and have a big change in life.)

Family History: unknown (he’s a country boy – sing with me now: everybody knows everybody – everybody calls you friend – says alot about the dog world.)

Symptoms: none visible. eats well, plays often, snuggles best.

Diangosis: Heartworm positive! (doesn’t that make you want to scream!)

Next Procedure: A long 6 week process of painful injections and treatments, 2 day hospital stay, 2 day boarding stay, and then spend the rest of the time 24/7 in his crate.  (how miserable for an active, young, gleeful boy!)

Mattie: 3 year old, small black kitty

General Health: overall healthy. Only likes hard food. Shy

Family History: unknown – course.

Symptoms: large lump on side of neck

Diangosis: cyst

Next Procedure: surgery – happened yesterday. Now her neck’s shaved all down her left, with a long, deep incision and three massive stitches.  She must stay in a kitty suite, alone, for 7 days until the stitches come out. (not good for a shy girl who finally showed improvement just last week!)

Massimo: 7 year old, HUGE black cat (18+ lbs)

General Health: come on, 18 pounds! gotta be healthy

Family History: grew up in a home with a family who unfortunately wanted a dog – he didn’t agree.  Was well cared for and loved but given up for quote – man’s best friend.

Symptoms: is hissing and growling at me when I try to pick up & cuddle a symptom?

Diangosis: positive for Feline Aids (nothing you can do about it either! boogers)

Next Procedure: let him hang out in a kitty suite, alone, because he’s a grumpy one and can pass the disease on to other kitties with a mere nip. Get adopted by someone without any other kitties. With his health and age – he’ll live quite a while longer!!


In the end, I’m VERY glad that each of these ebonies came across my path. Without Frisco Humane Society, Angus would have died from heartworm disease, Mattie’s cyst would have grown and attached itself to her throat ultimately killing her, and Massimo may have infected others.  Each has a better future, a HOPEFUL future and I’m blessed to be a stepping stone to get there.

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So, it’s come to my attention that though I have 4 orange and white pets of my own – I have a natural affinity for black pets!!  In the last week, while I’ve been celebrating the FIVE adoptions I had, I quickly filled their spots with THREE un-adoptables (at this time).  With that – los tres are black – ALL black – not a single hair of another color.  Black cats and dogs are some of the hardest to place – did you know that?  I didn’t – oops!
But goodness, I’m already in love. Mattie has been fantastic and these two – well, of course they are!

ANGUS: black lab

What an excited boy! You can’t even tell he came from the same place Piper did and that’s such a blessing.  He loves people and has already done great on his first leash experience. At just under a year old, he’ll bring a lot of life  It can only get better from here.


MACEO: black cat

Maceo is a 7 year old who was very reluctantly surrendered by his owners so that he could find a home where a big old dog wouldn’t stress him out too much (hmmm, maybe I’m not the best foster). He’ll be spending time up in the kitty suite until he’s comfortable enough to hang out … though he’ll probably never come down the stairs into the dog dungeon. He’s so neat and I’m excited to have him around.

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can refer to ANY sort of separation like adopting out 2 cats & 3 dogs in a week?


In order to experience the symptoms of withdrawal, one must have first developed a PHYSICAL DEPENDENCE warmth required for a good night’s sleep, snuggling needed to enjoy a movie, excitement demanded so I feel welcomed home.


This happens after consuming one  ….. Pebbles

OR MORE ….. Abbi, Griff, Rhino, Piper, Mattie, Willow, SueAnne, Zoe, Corkie, Beck

of these substances for a certain period of time.


Generally, a person will start to feel worse ….. Corkie, Willow & Beck adopted

AND WORSE ….. Zoe & SueAnne adopted

hit a plateau ….. I’m holding tight to Mattie and Piper

and then the symptoms begin to dissipate ….. ONLY because I’ve got a new pup coming tonight and a second Sat! AND potentially a new kitty in there somewhere!



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