How Do You Spell Success??

i spell it finding a home for Murphy and saving a poor little sick kitty from an awful fate in the city pound in NYC!!  (yeah…again!)  if u couldn’t tell, this really made my sunday!

meet Keith.

sorry.  i know that pic comes out really small and unfortunately, it’s the only one i have.  anyways, Keith was placed at the NYC ACC on 1/24.  By 1/28 he looked like this and had been placed on the euthanazia list for today. 

i was absolutely MORTIFIED by this picture!! how could a cat deteriorate so quickly in a matter of just a few days?  I mean, his nose looks like it’s almost completely gone!  i was sure that some sort of abuse had gone on here, as there’s been tremendous allegations and even news stories about the terrible conditions at the various NY ACCs, but this was such a quick and drastic change in just a few days!!

reliable sources informed me that it wasn’t from abuse, but from a very aggressive infection related to URIs.  they called this infection “hot” and that that was why he had deteriorated so quickly. 

needless to say i was pissed and determined to save this cat!  with the help of the FACEBOOK Page PETS ON DEATH ROW (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/pages/Pets-on-Death-Row/155925874419253), a bunch of us rallied to get this boy out of there.  A chipin was started so that whoever fostered/adopted him could get him to a vet to get him the help he needed pronto!  i am soooooooooo happy to say i woke up this morning to find out that Keith has been rescued!!! A lady by the name of Tara put him on hold and her organization will be transporting him tomorrow to their vet!  I”M SOOOOOOOO HAPPY!!!  not only was he rescued, but a total of $450 has been raised to get this kitty well and ON HIS FEET!!!  (if u would like to chipin for Keith, the link for that is here   http://sickkitties.chipin.com/keith )  what amazing team work and so many compassionate people coming together to help this guy!!  HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY!!!

so what could be better than help rescuing this kitty from immenant death?  well…i had been speaking with someone about trying things out with Murphy.  the person is a friend of also a fan of Planet Kitty, and I think what got them was how well Murphy photographs.  you HAVE to admit that she takes some rather awesome fotos!!  and she has such a darling endearing face as well!  well i got word today that they have decided to go ahead and ADOPT her!!!

these folks are true animal lovers in every sense of the word, and i think once they have her in their home, they will fall in love and once all the “newness” wears off, she will settle in with all them and it will be happy days for Murphy!  because of their other pets, things will be taken slowly so that everyone can get used to one another, but with as resilient as Murphy is and with all the other animals she’s been around, I have no worries.  so now, not am i only happy, but i am deleriously happy!!

i know now that me relocating and starting Greta’s Kingdom, is what i am meant to do!!  interesting how life has a way of just falling all together like that, ain’t it?

Grrr!!

Sherlock was channeling his inner tiger today, and these pics were so good they didn’t even need any editting!

can u see the wild jungle cat in his eyes?

i’ve always said Sherlock is one fierce kitty!  he was a tyrant as a kitten.

yep!  fierce!  that’s my boy!

The Older Crowd

they spend alot of time sleeping….

ashley and eli (l to r) sleeping

i mean…ALOT!

stillll sleeping

and they didn’t seem to really appreciate the camera in their face! lol

they are giving me the evil eye!

eli's evil evil eye lol

i didn’t even edit the red out of eli’s eyes in this one ’cause i thought it was a true portrayal of how he felt! lol

eventually tho they had no problems ignorring me and falling back to sleep

did i mention it was my bedtime?

practically swaddled in the pillows and blankets, they are

and that they were on my bed?  (yes i know they think it’s there’s)

ashley with sleep in here eyes. tolerating a closeup

and on my blankets?

and MY pillows?

so u know what i did?  well, i’ll let u figure that out….

Sweet and Funny!

with all the packing going on, i told Merry to get some rest….

she took the recommendation very seriously.

..and that pink foot sticking up really got me! lol

and that pink nose!  me movin’ about snappin’ pictures didn’t disturb her much either.

stretched that pink little foot just the tiniest bit….

snuggle in a little closer…

and catch a Z or two.  is this little girl picturesque or what?  but then all kittens are probably picturesque!

meanwhile Pannda appointed himself guardian of the toilet paper.

Pannda takes toilet paper very seriously (i don’t know why)

it was his job, to keep all questionable characters a safe distance from the charmin! lol

he quickly made it very apparent he didn’t appreciate me making light of his duties, or taking his picture either! lol

Days Packing and Nights Crying

i love these pics of Aslan playing with Pannda watching intently in the background

Pannda has always been good about keeping an eye on Azzy, playing with him, but never too crazy, if anything, Azzy gets pretty crazy and Pannda tolerates it with patience

gotcha! (one of my fave pics of him)

 

..i know there will be another house in my future and i know there’ll be other black kitties in my future, but they won’t be Pannda, Aslan, and Murphy.  it absolutely breaks my heart, that not only do i have to give them up, but that they are all black kitties as well, which are the most numerous without homes, and i feel like here i am just adding ot the overall problems.  but what am i to do?  Pannda and Aslan will absolutely freak moving into a small trailer with the rest of us, and it would most likely lead to more serious health problems for both of them in the way of bladder infections and more weight gain for Pannda.  (he currently weighs about 19 lbs and one of the reasons for recommended re-homing is wait loss)

silly Aslan having fun!

watching Aslan these days, and in these pictures, i see how far he’s come, and i worry that being rehomed will set him back immensely and it’s the reason why i’m adimmant that the boys go together.  he needs Pannda at the very least if he’s not stay with me.  Pannda has always been there for him, even tho these guys aren’t blood related, something happend when i brought Pannda home as a wee lad.  Aslan was about 6 months at the tume and these 2 guys really really bonded.  in later days when Aslan went thru behavior modification and had to be limited to one room in the house, Pannda was right outside the door and only left for food and to relieve himself.  observing this bond really was quite miraculous. 

as the days passed, the two also became close to my older cat Eli, and eventually i would refer to the 3 of them as the 3 amigos-if u know anything about broncos football, you will know where the reference comes from.  even in all her diva-ness, Azzy could go to Ashley for comfort and a bath.  something Pannda was never able to do, mostly because he pestered, and still does to this day, her royalty.  now older, it is much more rare to see Aslan and Pannda cuddle and sleeping together, but just when u think they’ve grown apart, they do something to remind you that they are close as ever.  maybe their lack of “cuddlenes” has something more to do with age and maturity than it does their bond.  Aslan is 4 months into his 7 year, and Pannda is not far behind in his birthday either (May). 

boys night on the bed with Sherlock joining us to observe Azzy playing. this is a rarity as Sherlock and Pannda are both alpha boys, and Sherlock also has occasional conflicts with Eli

Murphy i know, is very resilient and will do very well as she will quickly adjust once she gets into her new home.  she’s a tuff little kitty, and has such a big heart.  but it gets to me when she crawls on top of me to cuddle and get her favorite pets and scratches.  she is such a lovely kitty, but i know that being moved into a smaller living quarters will only stress her out to where she will pick on Ashley more, and will even pick on Merry of which I’ve already seen some.  Being that Ashley is 12 and was here first, not to mention being much older, this isn’t fair to her, nore would the change be fair to Murphy and so she must also be rehomed. 

a bit of a diva herself, the "Lady Marie" loves to sit up high and observe all her "subjects" below her

it still breaks your heart, when u have to look into the beautiful gold eyes, and know that your time is limited.  and the adoption fair was so hard on them all, i hate to think what the actual day will be like when i have to transport them to their new homes. 

the "Lady" sitting so pretty

stunning girl

and so i continue packing as the clock ticks and the hour glass of time continues to slowly run out, and with it my heart breaks just a little more each day at what will soon come…my babies.  i will miss you so!  =(

a rare sighting

his name is Aslan.  Azzy for short, and if you come to my house, chances are you will never see him.  unless your my friend mary.  for some reason he’s comfortable with her presence, but no  one else’s but me. 

he’s not like other kitties.  he has his own way of doing things. 

his way is odd to others, including other kitties.  but he’s so unique, you can’t help but love Azzy!

he doesn’t play like other kitties…well not ruff like other kitties can get, and he’s very timid in almost everything he does.  developmentally, he didn’t catch up to 6 month old kittens until he was about 3 or so years old. 

whether he was the result of inbreeding or the runt, he was different from the start.  extremely anxious, easily stressed, and with chronic bladder infections, Azzy overcame many of his challenges. 

he’s now 7, more cofident, and settled in his ways.

however, it is still a challenge for him to feel comfortable enough and secure enough to play, so these photos are  a rarity.  isn’t he a handsome boy tho?  he’s also kind pidgeon toed so he has a cute walk! lol

ya just can’t help but love azzy wazzy woo!  (my nickname for him)

Pannda Porn!

it was late one night, when Pannda looked at me with a twinkle of mischief in his eye! 

“grab the camera!” he said.  Pannda was ready to pose!!

“Lemme show you how to work the belly!”  (certain areas blurred for younger audiences LOL)

“yeah baby yeah!”   (insert barry white music here lol)

Pannda felt that only adult female kitties should be allowed to see his work, so kitty parents beware! lol

apparently the male ego knows no boundaries no matter what the species! lol

Amazing!

a wet shyler after her first bath

i name this blog entry after the song by Aerosmith.  many years ago, it was that song and other music of Aeromsith that kept me going thru some pretty hard times. 

in december of 2000 i was at the top of my game, it seemed, i was closing in on finishing my masters degree and was also working for a company in just the right kind of job for my goals and my education.  i was on a win win streak, and nothing could break my high. 

nothing could break it, that is, until february of 2001 when i wound up as one of the walking wounded in a 35 car pile up.  that is what the newspaper called us who were in the crash.  a huge, dense fogbank encased the highway i drove each day into work, rolling up off the colorado river.  who started the pile up, no one really knew, and it was thought that possibly the first few cars of the accident suffered very little damage and drove off.  i was at the tail end of the accident.  there was an electric highway sign forwarning of the fog, but it was so far away from where the fog actually was, that one figured it had cleared off.  all of a sudden it hit, and i was slowing down from 55 miles an hour, when i saw the tail lights of a car directly in front of me.  i slammed on the brakes but still collided with the car with the blinking lights.  the next thing i remember is feeling very cold, and have a tremendous amount of pain centered in my shins.  however, everything was black and i struggled to open my eyes.  finally they opened.  i was very shaken; discombobulated; covered in glass, and couldn’t see.  in shock.  where my glasses were i had no idea, and without them i’m pretty much blind for the most part.  i got out of the car, and someone in the car in front of me, got out.  i was freezing and my hands were killing me from the cold.  the man, who was helping me, came from what actually was a truck not a car in front of me.  another person wondered up.  this one was a woman with a southern accent.  apparently i was bleeding from my temple, and the woman went back to her car for a first aid kit, and bandaged my temple, along with my eye because there was glass in it.  they placed me in the man’s truck and covered me with blankets to keep me warm.  meanwhile, we all waited for the ambulances to arrive. 

eli and ashley my longtimers

 the paper reported that for the most part, only one person was seriously wounded while the rest were walking wounded.  a lady had gotten out of her car, and unfortunately, wound up having another vehicle roll (from being hit) over her.  she was pinned beneath the exhaust system and was badly burned on her face, head, and other areas.  they airlifted her to the burn unit in grand junction. 

at the ER, it was determined that i should have an x-ray done of my head since i had probably hit it somehow, and had blacked out.  the x-ray showed no major concerns, and i was able to answer all the questions they asked to check and see if the bump had impacted me worse than what the xray showed.  the drs then removed glass from my face and eye, bandaged and stitched up what was needing, and released me from the ER with instructions that i probably had a mild concussion and shouldn’t be alone for the weekend.  I called one of my bestest friends in the world-there are 3, Mesha, Mary and Jill.  Mesha arrived awhile later at the hospital to pick me up.  her and her family decided to take me to their home for the weekend, but first shuttled me home to pack up some supplies and my dogs who would be going to her house with us (no small task since she lived all the way at the other end of the county-around 50 miles from my door to hers)  i was a mess, and clearly suffering from a mild concussion.  i spent pretty much all of the weekend at Mesha’s in my pajamas and sleeping alot.  they fed me and my dogs, and pretty much left me to rest up; checking on me occassionally to make sure i was still conscious. 

when the weekend ended, Mesha returned me to my abode along with my pups.  I cried when she left; obiously still shaken up by the accident. 

3 days later, another friend took me back to the ER.  i could only stay awake for half hour periods, after sleeping for about 3 hours, intermittently.  this time, the drs decided to do an MRI.  results showed that when i hit my head it didn’t leave me with a concussion but a brain contusion; or traumatic brain injury.   

 after about 9 days, i returned to work.  they sent me to a neuroligist who diagnosed me with post concusive syndrome, and said i should be back to my old self in about 6 weeks.  6 weeks became 8 weeks and nothing had really changed.  it was then determined that i had some permanent deficits and would need to meet with a therapist to work on “retraining” portions of my brain. 

my new bully family member Kelly Jo who's a total princess!

the next five years of my life, was a slow gradual process on a long road of recovery.  it felt like a very long, dark tunnel, and it wasn’t until about 3 years into it, that i finally felt like i was starting to see light at the end.  during that time, i would later discover that when the neurologist first saw me, he never thought i’d be able to go back and finish my masters degree.  ( i did go back tho and finished spring of ’06).  I would also be challenged with another car accident almost a exactly a year later to the day.  my dogs were with me in that one, and we all walked away injury free thank god.  i would be faced with numorous challenges from the employer i worked for at the time of the accident running out of patience with how long it was taking me to recover and firing me, to other employers who would get fed up and let me go as well.  somehow, thru it all, i managed to keep my house and keep a roof over me and my pets. 

and when things got really bad, i would turn on the song “Amazing” by Aerosmith, and make it thru another hard day. 

this is another one of those times when i feel really challenged and that song helps me keep myperspective and keep on going.  i’ve already seen, in just the last day or so, the goodness of other people who are there to help.  my friend who owns a restaurant locally and gave me lunch for free.  people who are offering to come and  help pack, and most notably, an old friend recently discovered last year on FB who is able to give me a temporary loan to get the RV as soon as possible rather than having to wait for some funds i’ve rolled out from a 401K (which takes FOREVER btw sheesh!) which probably won’t get here til around when the house actually forclosure.  and yes, this person is also a fan of PK and I THANK MY LUCKY STARS EVERYDAY THAT THEY CAME BACK INTO MY LIFE!!

greta my other longtimer who at her advanced age of almost 13, amazes me everyday!

what they are doing is not only a big help to me, but assurance of housing for my critters as well, and for that i will forever be greatful! 

so i’m forced with having to face getting thru another long dark tunnel.  however, this time i can already see the light at the end thanks to the help of some wonderful people!!  and this includes all of you who read and support Planet Kitty!  i  look forward to the adventure that lays ahead for me and my furry family and sharing it with you!  and when times get tuff we will perservere and remember ‘”sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel, may be you!”   =D

major upset

santa azzy, xmas '09

well what i thought would be a post of some exciting news down the road has turned out to be not so great news….ummm…pretty bad news actually, and i’m very sad and unhappy about it, but unfortunately it’s beyond my control.  after many phone calls today and talking to both a forclosure specialist and my lender, ok most of the information came from the forclosure specialist as lender wasn’t really helpful :-S, it has been determined that there’s nothing i can do to head off the forclosure, and not only is there nothing i can do-no programs i qualify for, etc- but it has been recommended that i be out by the selling date if not shortly after.  apparently, colorado doesn’t have any requirements as to how much time a person is given after they forclose on the property and so they could literally give me 24 hours to get completely packed up and out, or they change the locks and i’m stuck loosing everything; everything locked inside including all the kitties and pups here at Planet Kitty!

and so completely out of ideas, i called my big sister for a shoulder to cry on, and she helped me come up with a plan.  unfortunately, i’m going to have to rehome 3 of my kitties and this i’m not happy about AT ALL.  those 3 are Pannda, Aslan, and Murphy.  i’ll get to the details on that in a few minutes.

the plan is this:  in a month approximately, i will be relocating to the big city up the road and will be moving into a fairly good sized motorhome with my critters.  i’ve talked about this before, and it looks like it’s going to become a reality.  so now the search for a motorhome is on, and not just any motorhome, but a big one.  after talking to some RV yards, i was given the advice to go to a certain website, and that motorhomes for sale just over the stateline in utah, would be a might cheaper for me and i’d be more likely to find what i want at the price i need.  they were right.  i’ve found 2 possibilities, and will be making a long one day road trip to check them out very soon. 

and so this means alot of packing, downsizing, and all if it in about a month.  ugh….i say UGH!  *heavy sigh*

i’ve been wanting to change my locale for sometime now, but not like this.  i guess that’s the great thing about a recession/depression is that it drastically relocates people like crazy; not to mention create alot of homeless, poor, destitute, etc. 

the good thing is, that this move will place me closer to family who are helpful.  it also means i’ll still have a decent roof over my head, get to keep the majority of the critters here at Planet Kitty, and will be relocating to a town with alot more employment potential.  i will be able to find something to to tie me over until something more professional in my field comes along.  so for the most part, aside from loosing the only home i’ve ever owned; a home that i used my inheritance to buy; a home that i have spent almost 13 years in to the day when it forcloses; i’m lucky.   well that’s what they say.  but we must include here that i’ll be loosing 3 of my own family members and that’s just as difficult as well. 

 

i don’t think i’ve blogged yet about Pannda and Aslan.  they are 2 special needs kitties.  Aslan came to me developmentally delayed.  i saw him in a petstore window and new he was farr too small to be there, and got  him out of there for a nominal fee, and took him home.  for about the first 5 years with him, life would be a challenge.  he not only was develop mentally delayed but had litterbox issues, was prone to bladder infections, and would stalk the hallways at night howling his head off.  it was thru the change of a vet that we started making some progress with Aslan about 3 years after i got him.  via behavior modification, he eventually gained confidence, used the litter box, and finally began catching up with other kittens that i was fostering at the time.  he’s been very special to me, but in 2009 he developed some pretty severe bladder infections and it was recommended that he be placed in a home with less pets.  ironically, he decided to proove the vet wrong, and has done wonderful this last year.  he is on a special diet for his bladder infections, and will be for the rest of his life.

Pannda, is another kitty who is very close to Aslan and also is special needs.  in the summer of ’09, Pannda came down with a severe bladder infection on a weekend and had to be rushed to the ER Vet.  the following day he was moved to my regular vet, but everytime they would take out his catheter, he would plug up, so the dr has to go into his bladder and clean it out.  Pannda was literally full of crystals and they had to scoop out what was like sand in his bladder.  the vet said he was just full of it and she’d never seen anything like it before.  Pannda is also on the same diet as Aslan, and will be for the rest of his life.  i got Pannda, about 6 months after Aslan, and he came from a friend who’s semi feral kitty had kittens.  when i first got him, it was actually believed-even by the vet-that Pannda was a she not a he, but as HE got older, it became apparent that Pannda was all boy! lol

handsome Pannda

as i mentioned previously, Pannda and Aslan are extremely close.  they play together, sleep together, and when Aslan, or Azzy as i call him, was being secluded to one room for behavior modification, Pannda lay outside the door of the room Azzy was in. 

neither of these boys will do well at all trying to transition over to life in an RV in such close proximity to all the other critters.  the priority here, is to do what is best for them, and a local rescue i have worked with many times, ARF is going to help me with finding them a good, adequate, loving home that meets all these 2 boys needs.

needless to say, i’m still really bummed. 

pannda "laugh" (yawn really but looks more like laugh)

Pannda puts up with Azzy’s crazy antics of playing; the yowling and his unique game of attack the other kitty (other kitty being Pannda).  Pannda is a very good brother and so i couldn’t bare taking him away from Azzy.  Pannda on the other hand, is quite entertaining with his “hefty” weight, which the vet would like to see reduced (another reason for rehoming).  he will lie on his back on the floor, bearing a slight resemblance to a tootsie roll.  he also loves giving the dogs a run for their money, and well never pass up the opportunity to chase a jingle ball.  (it’s pretty cute!)  the 2 together will make someone a loving kitty family. (but it’s still hard.  i had hoped to keep us all together)

Murphy, who i just blogged about not too long ago, has been chosen for rehoming because she is the one who will do best at adjusting to a new home of all the kitties here at PK.  she’s very loving and attentive-one of the reasons why she did so well as a therapy kitty-and takes changes in life on the chin.  she came from a local rescue.  i believe they found her @ around 4 weeks old or so, and she is what i call a superkitty.  nothing really ever phases her, and she just rolls with the punches.  of all the critters here at PK, Murphy never really felt like she was “my kitty” and maybe that’s the way it was s’posed to be, as she was never meant to stay forever.  once again, ARF is stepping in with her also, and is helping to find her a home, or foster until a permanent home comes along.  altho not as hard as rehoming Pannda and Azzy, I still can’t help but feel like that I have somehow failed these 3 kitties.  i suppose it could be worse, and i could be loosing everyone, and i’m fortunate that that’s not going to happen, but i still can’t help but be heartbroken.

beautiful Murphy

sigh…well i’m off.  it probably wouldn’t hurt for me to start doing some packing tnight.  the days will be busy ahead of me until 2/2.  i’ll be selling things and taking stuff to auction before then, and “downsizing” as much as I can, not to mention dealing with school and searching for a motorhome along with work now, strictly in the big city. 

i will continue to blog and keep u all appraised of things as they develop.  please keep Planet Kitty in your prayers.  the next few weeks are going to be very challenging to say the least.