A Word On Pet Food…

in previous posts, i spoke about the health issues, especially life threatening where Bethany was concerned, that 3 of my cats had that were amazingly improved after switching to I and Love and You.  (#IandLoveandYou).

with the recent issues concerning Beneful dog food, made by Purina, and the admission of Blue Buffalo, that they had been lying about their ingredients all along, i can’t stress more how important safe and healthy nutrition is for our pets!

Bethers after the worst of the infection had passed and was starting to clear up after change in diet.

Bethany after the worst of the infection had passed and was starting to clear up after change in diet.

i accidentally came upon I and Love and You while at my grocery store, and decided to try it because it was grain free.  my cats have now been on it since fall of 2014.  Sterling’s IBS diarrhea quit, Ashley’s stomatitis has tremendously improved, and the deep pyrodermas, fevers, and overall diagnosis of a compromised immune system for Bethany has completely disappeared.  other improvements: dry fur is a thing of the past along with dry skin.  none of my kitties have any of those “spots” anymore.  their fur feels better overall; much softer.  bad breath has been reduced, and my 16 year old Ashley is amazingly energetic and now a “handful” lol.


we need to emphasize  here, that I and Love and You does not intend for their food to be used for any prescription or medical purposes.  the results that i have had are not usual, and they highly recommend you consult your vet before making any diet changes.

we have also spoken on the phone with I and Love and You..of course, such a wonderful product is made here in Colorado and they also have dog food too!  we highly encourage you to give I and Love and You a try for your cat as well!  it can be found at several different grocery and pet supply chains.  you can find their website here: http://www.iandloveandyou.com/ for more specific information on where their food is carried in your area.  we also encourage you to call I and Love and You as well!  they love talking to customers, especially new ones, and they might even send you a coupon for your first purchase!  They can be reached at 855- ILY- LOVE.  give em a ring!

Almost 20 Signs that You’re Cat-centric!

these days, new terms are popping up all over not only the internet but society in general to replace the term “cat lady”  or “cat crazy” and the negative connotations that go with it.  we now have cat enthusiasts and cat guardians, as well as those who call themselves cat-centric.  the new terms also allow for the male cat lover populations to be included rather than remain in the dark! lol  here at Planet Kitty, we use the term cat centric.  here are also almost 20 signs that you may be cat-centric as well!

  1. you can not only hold a lengthy conversation with others about types of cat litter and cat litter boxes, but are completely baffled and irritated that it’s the 21st century and they STILL haven’t come up with a much better, easier, more convenient solution to the standard litterbox!

    modcat box

    modcat box

  2. you not only know who Jackson Galaxy, Luna the Fashion Kitty, Grumpy Cat, and the endless slew of other famous internet cat sensations are, but are completely SHOCKED when others DON’T know who they are!catdaddy
  3. you join in the conversation in the breakroom at work, sharing your cat stories when it suddenly dawns on you that everyone else is talking about their kids not cats.

    cat lady

    cat lady

  4. you can’t fall asleep without your furbabies, on, or around you when u go to bed.sleeping_with_cat
  5. you not only have given up the war on pet hair, you now coordinate your wardrobe to work WITH the pet hair.                  peoplecatdress
  6. you put off or delay chores, etc, because doing so would mean you would have to move the cat or cats from your lap to get up, wake up the cat or cats in order to vacuum, or inconvenience your cat or cats to do dishes, clean, etc.don't disturb!
  7. you have finally achieved the goal where you and your cat or cats schedule are in sync! (Just exactly who is the pet?)
  8. more and more of your wardrobe is cat themed and you can’t ever imagine it without your latest purchase! (shirts, pants, jewelry, shoes it’s all good!) catdress
  9. you turn down a date because you’d rather be home with your cat or cats!
  10. one of the top requirements on the list for a potential significant other is that they are approved of by your cat or cats.                           approved
  11. you’re on vacation, or out of town, even for just one overnight, and you miss you cat or cats, or are instantly homesick for them.
  12. you’re on vacation, out of town, etc, and you worry about the safety/health, etc. of your cat or cats.                                 misskitty
  13. you’re idea of a fantasy date would be going out to dinner with Jackson Galaxy to talk cat, rather than (enter latest famous hot guy’s name here).
  14. there are days, or situations, where you simply CANNOT understand people who are NOT Cat-centric!
  15. there’s more cat furniture and cat toys in your place then there is human furniture, and human toys (and yet you still wonder if kitty or kitties are getting enough stimulation, playtime, etc)                   catshouse
  16. you tried catnip-smoked it, baked it, etc to see if you could get “that high”. (Admit it! YOU DID!)                                          catnipcig
  17. you’re screen saver on your computer (home and work) as well as your tablet and phone are your cat or cats, along with said cell phone case being cat themed. cellphonecase
  18. and last but not least, you read this blog!

Can’t Catch a Break (it seems)!

(k this is the promised entry, now super late!)

starting with July

i had just started my “dream job” the beginning of July shortly before everything came tumbling down.  Over the holiday 7/4 weekend, i managed to get myself to the ER, in some serious pain, only to have my galbladder taken out a day or two later.  upon arriving home, and passing out for 16 hours, i woke to a very hungry fur crew and what would turn out to be one very sick kitten that i had taken in just the day before I started the job.

and here iam in the hospital, 07/14. can't believe i'm posting this!

and here iam in the hospital, 07/14. can’t believe i’m posting this!

while still in recovery myself, i managed to get the little dude into see a vet who dewormed him but nothing else, and so he returned a day or so later to be diagnosed with giardia; a very nasty intestinal bug.

Sterling Forrest

Sterling Forrest

i returned to work the following week-and actually probably should have waited another week but couldn’t afford it.  by wednesday, i was back at the ER being checked for whatever was causing my new discomfort.  fortunately it just turned out to be that i had way overdone it the day before.  i returned to work the following day, only to be told that the person i had replaced had called for her job back and the management had decided to give it back to her; in short i now had no job!  the sent me packing with a small severance check.

so there i was without a job, a sick kitten, and 5 other cats and one dog to feed with no idea how a roof was going to be kept over all our heads because unemployment had run out just before i had started the new job, and there was no recourse,. no savings, no unemplyment or anything to fall back on.

somehow, i managed, last minute, to land a job with a local retailer.  i had worked for them before, and so i was a shoe in for rehire.  i had sent out resumes right and left, but wasn’t having any luck, and as it was,  i needed to find something fast as what little money i had was disappearing.  ironically, tho, it took almost a month for the background check to come back before i could actually start work.  during that time, not only did little Sterling NOT get better, but the giarrdia bacteria had spread to all the other cats as well.  now not only did i have one sick kitty, but 5 more on top of it!

we tried liquid meds, we changed to pill form.  nothing was conquering it af first.  if i wasn’t shooting meds down a cat’s throat, i was calling the company that was hired to run the background check on me trying to get the issues that arose with it straightened out!

by august 20th, everything had FINALLY been cleared up where my background check was concerned, and i was able to start work.  we had finally been given the all clear on the giarrdia.  everyone seemed happy and fine.  well…so it seemed.  …suddenly a black spot appeared on my cat Bethany’s face.

spot on Bethany's nose

spot on Bethany’s nose

Bethany is an albino kitty, a real albino, (and also the present day mascot of Planet Kitty).  she’s of Siamese descent, the albino gene runs in siamese DNA, and came to me because no one else would adopt her as she could never be an outside kitty. Bethany had never really had any health problems whatsoever.  it wasn’t long after the first black spot appeared, that more followed, and pretty soon there were great big black patches on her ears.  along with it, came a huge drop in Bethany’s energy levels.  not only was she sleeping alot, but her usual bouts of play as well as interest in play disappeared.

Bethany is not a senior kitty, she’s only about 6 years old, and for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what was going on.  initially i thought it was a ringworm outbreak.  but when over the counter medication, which usually takes care of the problem, wasn’t working.  i knew that a trip to the vet was the only answer.

a pic of her first major sore  which later would turn partially black and spread on her ears and face.

a pic of her first major sore which later would turn partially black and spread on her ears and face.

opinions from two different vets later, Bethany was sick, her ears covered in crusty/black masses, running low fevers and showing not much interest in anything. the 2nd vet’s diagnosis was a bit more reasonable and taking things step by step compared to the first.  Bethany was preliminarily diagnosed with an auto immune problem which can occur in the true albino cat.

the vet put her on antibiotics. long term.  the antibiotics killed the low fever and started to clear up the spots, but the battle was with trying to get the pills down Bethany.  doses would go missed from her hiding from me, not wanting to take the med.  i continued my attempts with medication, and would manage to get pills down her only to miss other doses.  it was extremely frustrating!

meanwhile, Sterling again was exhibiting  runny diarrhea despite everyone else having gotten over the giarrdia.  between him and Bethany AND starting a new job that had me on my feet about 100% more then what i was used to was exhausting!

i finally decided to try switching food where Sterling was concerned to see if that would help with his diarrhea.  a couple of brands were tried, but overall success was found with the colorado made, “I and Love and You” chicken mix nude food!  the exciting part was not only did it rid Sterling of his diarrhea, but it also led to Bethany’s clearing up of her deep pyrodermas (crusty/black patches on ears, face, etc.) AND a tremendous reduction in my senior Ashley’s stomatitis symptoms!  I was elated!!  (more on the food changes in a future entry).

Bethers after the worst of the infection had passed and was starting to clear up after change in diet.

“Bethers” after the worst of the infection had passed and was starting to clear up after change in diet.

just when things had started to settle into a routine and calm down as far as the fur crew, i received a call on my  phone november 30. i was still asleep and let it go to voicemail.  i took my time waking up and calling back my sister, from whom the voicemail was from.  she informed me that our father had passed away earlier at about 2am from pretty much a common stomach flu.  my father had been in hospice, and had been deteriorating for some time.  he could no longer walk or control alot of his basic bodily functions.  emphysema. arthritis and other ailments had taken a toll on his body, and we knew that this was inevitably coming, but it was still a shock to hear.

i tried to go into work that day, but found i couldn’t.  a week later we held the memorial service for him, which i found quite helpful, but it all would still take time to fully process and i still find tears coming to my eyes talking about him.  what was truly amazing was the number of people who showed up at his service from the care facility where he lived out his remaining days.  he was a tremendous favorite of the staff, and it never ceased to amaze he how agreeable he was with them and yet barking at me about not wanting to do something, while agreeing to do the same thing for a staff member lol.

needless to say he did love animals, and altho he might now admit to it, loved cats too. of him and mom, he really took to caring for Pickles the therapy cat that took up residence in her room.  they provided him with her food so he could feed her and she slept with both him and mom as well. and if anything, he over attended to her needs as Pickles had a bit of a weight problem.

it’s true what they say about only remembering the best of your parents when they go, altho i feel that it’s been that way for me for quite some time now.  i had put to rest my issues with my dad and had accepted him as he was.

my dad..cowboying it up even when he could no longer walk.

my dad..cowboying it up even when he could no longer walk.

and of course things didn’t settle down…i wound up back at the ER beginning of December with more pain in the same area where my gallbladder used to be.  they ran all sorts of tests but couldn’t find anything substantial.  i would wind up there a second time with more pain, dizziness, nausea and at times almost fainting in february 2015.  this time i was referred to a GI specialist and finally got in to see the last week.  of course they still aren’t sure what’s going on.  it could be a number of things from bacterial to stomach acid creating ulcers in upper intestinal track or even colon cancer or ovarian cancer.  I’m being “scoped”, both ends on April 14.  i sincerely doubt that it’s any kind of cancer as well.

and that catches us up to now.  everything is going pretty well with the fur crew, and my plans are for it to stay that way!

After Surgery

the hospital kept me overnight because i had no one to drive me home and they refused to allow me to drive myself home.  for the mostpart, i was pretty out of it and a friend or two came by to check on me as well as my sister calling to check in, but for the mostpart, i was out of it.

the person who had Shyler kept her overnight, and the cats had food, so i felt safe spending the night, but knew i had to get home the next day.

i didn’t sleep the greatest thru the night, and they also were constantly in and out of my room to check on me, give me meds, check vitals, etc.  they also decided that the IV in my right arm was leaking and a total bust, and that i needed a new one in my left arm.  there was to be a big challenge in finding a spot on my left arm, and it wasn’t long before my left arm was beginning to look like a pin cushion!  the first nurse, who was unable to find a vein to tap, had asked for the assistance of a more experienced nurse.  she had about 4 different spots “tapped” before i finally said something about feeling a bit like a pin cushion.  she finally tried one of the taps and said it would work.  then began taking the others out of my arm.  pretty soon i had blood dripping from three other spots!  what a mess!  fortunately i didn’t bleed out.  haha.


finally i feel asleep only to be wakened up at about 7am for more medications, checks, etc. and to eat something.  they also wanted me to “do a lap” around the nurse’s station before having me check out.  feeling like had been hit by a bus, progress towards checkout was very slow.  the nurse asked me why i was so hesitant to go home.  it wasn’t that i was hesitant, it was that i felt like crap and was basically only able to operate on one very slow speed!

getting dressed wasn’t a challenge.  walking the entire hallway was!  i went a bit of a ways and came back, all of it taking about 10 minutes.  apparently that was good enuff as they set my checkout time noon.  once again, the issue of me driving came up, so they arranged for a cab to take me home, with a quit stop by the market so i could pick up my prescriptions that i would need for pain.  noon arrived but the cab was no where.  meanwhile i was collapsed on the couch in my room while i waited.

about two  hours later, i was paged for my cab.  they thought i would be able to walk out of the hospital.  ha!  it took a wheelchair to get me down to the entry! (effects of anesthesia).

upon arriving at the entrance, the cab was present but the driver wasn’t, and it was super super hot outside which added to my discomfort.  the nurse left to go find the drive and left me roasting in the wheelchair.  ugh!  finally the drive was found and slowly made my way from the wheelchair into the cab which was blistering hot, with useless AC blasting.  talking took effort but the cabby was determined.  i mostly listened and made a phew verbal cues here and then.  suddenly his cell phone rings and he whips the cab around to go pick up some previous customers.  you have got to be kidding??!!!!  seriously??  i grit my teeth and prayed i wouldn’t pass out.

we drove back across town and picked up two older gals who had been getting their nails done.  they chit chatted with the cabby while i managed to keep from passing out.  the two ladies were dropped at the train station, and we proceeded once again to head out of town.

traffic was a pain, remnants of the 4th of July holiday weekend, and the heat was brutal. and i still was going to have to make my way into the store for my scripts and back to the cab again.



we pulled into the parking lot of the store where i was to pick-up my scripts.  i was planning to get out smack dab right in front of th entrance of the store, but the cabby had other plans.  “oh no let me pull around here and pull up better for you”, he said.  his idea of better was about almost the length of the store away!!!  you have got to be kidding me? ?!! i got out and slowly paced my way into the entrance of the store where i leaned up against some sales display.  i was seriously worried i was going to fall to the ground.  store clerks looked at me and people passed by me in and out; on their way.  i took a few deep breaths and headed for the pharmacy.  i kept my eyes on the counter where i would next clean for support.  and of course, someone walked up before me so i had to hang on in line.  wtf??!!  fortunately the peeps before me were quick!  i got my script and faced the ordeal of getting back out of the store.

now i dunno how many of you have experienced recovery from anesthesia.  i’m sure alot have.  what they DON’T tell u in the hospital is how long it can really take.  they just want to get u up and movin’ around as quick as possible to keep from any problems like pneumonia setting in.  understandable.  i get it, but couldn’t they have been a little bit more realistic about recovery?

i measured my distance and set out for the sales display i had previously leaned on.  this time, there was no way i was going to make it back to the car.  my plan was to flag him down and get him to pull up to the front.  outside, i began waving like a lunatic, albeit a very weak one.  he spotted me and finally pulled forward.  back into the very hot little cab i went and headed for home.

we were only about 5 minutes away from my home.  but i also had to conquer getting from the car, UP the stairs, unlock the door, and into my house.

what seemed like an eternity, but was really only about 10 minutes, we finally pulled up to my place.  i had a purse with me, which felt like it weighed a 100lbs and another journey before me.  a journey i totally took for granted and walked daily several times without thinking prior to surgery; that from my driveway thru the gate and across the yard, up the steps and thru my door.



the cab pulled out of my driveway as i slowly began heading for my front door.  i made it to the steps of my deck and sat down on the step.  it was so dang hot out!!  a good 10 minutes later, and i stood up and literally pulled myself up the steps by the railing and to the front door.  i couldn’t set my 100 lb purse down because i was afraid i wouldn’t be able to pick it back up!  so i struggled searching for keys and upon finally found them, fumbled them into the door’s lock.  the door then opened!  i was home!

none of the animals. other then my dog Shyler, came to the door and greeted me.  it was very hot inside, and any kitties visible, were passed out, napping.  i closed the door, dropped my purse, and made my way to the couch where i passed out for several hours; Shyler lying on the floor by my side!

big surprises were in store for me when i woke up!



A Month of Challenges

i’ll be honest.  July sucked.  and i mean, it really sucked.  it started off right with me finally getting what was supposed to be an awesome career focused job.  i started right before the big 4th of july weekend.  i only worked two days, and had a 3 day weekend to rest up and get ready for the following busy week that was going to come up.


unfortunately my gallbladder had other plans.  i woke up saturday morning of july 5th at about 4 am with a terrible belly ache.  i rolled over and managed to fall back to sleep thinking it would just work itself out.  by 6am, i was fully awake and in big pain.  i kept thinking i just needed to give it time to work itself out.  i felt tremendously bloated, and like someone had shoved two or three steel rods from left to right just below my rib cage.  walking and moving were a challenge, but i managed to take a shower, get dressed and get over to the grocery store to get some alka seltzer thinking that would resolve the problem.  i jugged a freshly purchased bottle of water with the fizzies dropped in it on the short drive back home, only to not have it really help.  what the heck was going on?

i kept breaking out in sweats and then chills.  i would try going to the bathroom, but nothing was happening in that direction.  it didn’t feel like a bug, and the pain was excruciating.  i was supposed to be heading to my friend’s shop to update the jewelry i had for sale there.  by about 10am, i was calling her explaining i think i needed to go to the ER and get checked.  she offered to drive me but if figured i’d be fine driving myself, after all i had gotten myself to the store and back?

Shyler.  resident doggy or "goggy" as we say at Planet Kitty.

Shyler. resident doggy or “goggy” as we say at Planet Kitty.

i secured Shyler, my pup, who likes to “run amuck” and cause disasters when i’m not here, and hopped in the car thinking i would be home later that day.  the hospital i was headed for, was about 15 miles or so away.  I managed to drive about 11 of those miles, before pulling off the highway and callling 911 on my cell phone.  they came and got me and rolled me into the ER.

they tried morphine several times to kill the pain, but it just wasn’t working.  i kept paging the nurse asking for them to do something for the pain.  the “bed” i was on wasn’t comfortable either.  eventually they got around to doing an ultrasound of my belly to find alot of gall stones.  shortly after that, they told me i was going to admitted and they  hit me up with a bigger and better pain killer, and when i awoke, it was later saturday.  they informed me they would be doing surgery in the morning to remove was was a very irritated, inflamed, and full of stones gall bladder.

what about my pets?  oh not again!! and this time Shyler was by herself and would be left inside with no relief whatsoever!!  i got on my phone and got on facebook and put out a call for help.  luckily, this time i was on the opposite side of the canyon where i used to live and had lots of contacts that could possibly help!  sure enuff, Cielle Blanda of Graceland Animal Rescue knew someone close to me who would come feed the cats and take Shyler for awhile.  Phew!! (you can find Graceland here  www.facebook.com/gracelandanimalrescue and here www.gracelandanimalrescue.org).

and god forgive me, but i don’t remember the name of the lady who came and cared for the kitties, (she even came to the hospital to pick up money for cat food and going and getting some) and took Shyler under her wing for a day or so-she did fine in the new company of various new friend dogs, and keeping her until sunday evening as I was to be home come monday afternoon.

sunday morning came and my surgery got delayed because i drank some water thru the night.  sigh.  about noon they finally came and got me and rolled me into the surgery room.  quickly i was out and next thing was in the recovery room trying to wake up.  (didn’t care much for the gal there who kept buggin’ me to wake up lol)  soon i was back in my room with the surgeon following shortly after to tell me it was quite a feat getting my nasty gallbladder out.  i asked if he thought i would be able to go back to work wednesday.  he said maybe, but i very quickly discovered that that wasn’t going to happen!



(gallbladder with stones)

i received updates on my animals via facebook and peeps commented their support as well.  thank goodness for cell phones!  Shyler was find, and for the mostpart, the cats good too, but they would have their own challenges, which i would discover upon arriving home.

Stay tuned for the next part of my story!

Taj’s Big Day Out

so being the wild crazy cat Taj is…it’s been a challenge keeping up with his energy level.  today, i got him in a harness, and took him to a park.  we walked the WHOLE park.  ok granted it’s not the size of central park, but i was quite surprised he did a lap around the whole thing! lol  during the walk’s progress, many pics were taken!





much rolling in the dirt and on cement, commenced.

much rolling in the dirt and on cement, commenced.




kitty does the twist

kitty does the twist


grass was eaten

grass was eaten


lip smackin' good!

lip smackin’ good!




a tree...

a tree…





was climbed.

was climbed.






and he would have climbed much higher had he been allowed.

and he would have climbed much higher had he been allowed.



find the kitty!

find the kitty!

panther in the grass

panther in the grass



grass.  more to feast!!

grass. more to feast!!






we must sit and contemplate

we must sit and contemplate




relax...watch the birdies!!

relax…watch the birdies!!




we must investigate the rocks…

and investigate...

and investigate…


and investigate more (can we go yet??)

and investigate more (can we go yet??)

along the way, we were chastised by many a bird!! big birds…little birds…birds!!  of course, Taj had to park himself in the gutter on the street at the tail end of the walk, just for the entertainment of these two.



do you see the birdies?

do you see the birdies?


i kid you not!! they raised a ruckus!!  and Taj just watched and “chattered” away back!!




see em yet??


ok how bout now?

ok how bout now?


how's this??

how’s this??


apparently put a cat on a leash and suddenly the world’s smallest bird becomes a super hero!! LOL

Merry Moods

i shot these pics right after Merry had a bout of playtime with Bethany.  upon which, she flew to the top of the cat tree to catch her breath.  merry1


i loved the crazy expression she had on her face when she flew up there and her tail whipping, but i missed that shot.    merry3



love this one!!






you can just see the mischief bubbling in her brain.  can i get some of that energy of yours Merry?

Meet Senior Kitty Princess Patch!


the following was written and contributed by Adrian & Malcom, along with pictures, who resides in Belfast, Northern Ireland with their kitty Princess Patch.

our beautiful calico furbaby Princess Patch was born in our home 20 years ago on March 1st.   she was the most energetic, adventurous cat and loved her time outdoors.  unfortunately that period of her life ended about two years ago when she began losing her eyesight.  she also had to have most of her teeth removed around the same time.  that said, she has adjusted pretty well and is find her way around the house without being able to see.
she spends most of her time curled up on our bed with her collection of old envelopes, yes, that’s right,her favorite toys are envelopes!  She loves the sound they make and rubs her cheek on the corners.  her other favorite spot is one of our underwear drawers, or what used t be our underwear drawer! she moved in over a year ago and won’t give it up.  when we come home from work each day she’ll cry and cry for attention.
once she’s got our attention she hops straight into her drawer for chin and belly rubs.  she has the deepest, loudest purr.
we love our Patch to pieces and even though she’s an oldster she’s still our baby!



ahhh the kitten season is upon us!!  a friend took in a stray awhile ago-he does and has always liked cats- but had know idea that the reason she was “putting on weight” was because miss kitty had gone and gotten knocked up!  apparently last night kitty began crying and showing distress. he thought she was “having a heart attack or something” when the first of four kittens popped out! lol

not having a clue about kittens, he posted this pic online looking for homes for them.  he had no idea that they needed to wait until they were 8 weeks old.  i told him about the 8 weeks, but he said he couldn’t watch them for 8 weeks cause he works, and i then told him mama kitty will handle it just make sure to provide her n the babies with a safe warm place, lots of food water and a litterbox and to make sure NOT to let her go out until after the kittens are 8 weeks and she’s been spayed.

the friend was in an absolute panic but got him settled down and being proactive and wanting to get ahead of the wave of kitten season, these babies are already being advertised in order to get the word out and to get homes pre-vetted so once they’re 8 weeks, homes are found already found and new families can just pick up kittens.  we are also hoping to have them spayed/neutered before they go to their new forever homes.

it also looks like we may already have found a home for one!!  yeah!!  and my friend has fully recovered from his panicked state of mind!  men!  ..*sigh

Meet Senior Kitties Pump and Marmalade!




meet Pumpkin and Marmalade, ages 15 & 16!!  (WOW!)  lemme just say i hope i look that good when i’m their age! lol

this is what their mom had to say about them:

i adopted Pumpkin from the humane society when she was around 2 back in November of 2000. her and Marmalade have never gotten along much but they all loved their brother Whiskers, who passed away 5 yrs ago. she’s definitely my dad’s cat and loves him more than anything. i got Marmalade in the summer of ’97 when I was 9. she was a tiny sickly kitty in a box of free kittens. she’s my best friend and my soul mate. she’s constantly purring and always wants love (and food).

Marmalade with her mom

Marmalade with her mom

mom is miss christina hampton. and she dotes on her baby who is the oldest of the two kitties.



christina also adds:

Pumpkin likes to lick plastic bags, and around 5 or 6 in the morning she goes nuts and starts running up and down the hall and meowing. She also loves milk.




Marmalade loves her belly rubbed and is obsessed with corn husks and tortilla chips. she also drinks her water with her paw, and loves playing in her water dish too.

i’m betting Marmalade loves naps too with that yawn she’s workin’!

i’d like to thank you miss christina for sharing your to beautiful kittes with us!!  it appears to us they couldn’t be happier in their senior years!!