cat

Jul. 26th, 2013 05:01 pm
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Our 15 year old tuxedo cat, Lettfetti, was recently diagnosed with renal insufficiency. During last week's heat wave, he got severely dehydrated. By the time we got him on sub-cutaneous fluids, he was already in pronounced kidney failure. Two days of IV treatment weren't enough to bring him back, and we had to euthenize him this morning. We brought his body home, and buried him along with the ashes from Josie the greyhound, who died five years ago.

In 30 years, this is the first cat we've had die of age-related causes; most have died of The Road. We stopped letting him outside around 2000, when he starting crossing the street and getting into fights. He never really liked being an indoor-only cat, and we just started giving him supervised outdoor time a couple weeks ago. His last time out, he was still able to jump to the top of a 3-foot fence, but he wasn't able to get away as quickly.

I don't seem to have any recent pictures of him, but here are a couple from 1998, when he was less than a year old.

Lettfetti with Josie. King and queen of the prom.


4 year old Kylie attempting to get him to play.
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+ Yesterday was the road trip to freakin' Vermont, to see an adorable Icey mare. Text and pictures on that later (plus food p0rn).

++ Today was the barn visit by the MSPCA. They want to see what sort of a home I'm going to be providing for their horse. 24x7 turnout with run-in sheds, free choice hay, well-maintained, well-organized barn, active boarder community, private access to the state forest, Mass. Horse Farm of Distinction for 10 years, etc. Yeah, I think we're worthy. I wasn't worried about being turned down, even with the current conditions (mixed ice and frozen shit), but I was happy to show the place off.

++ So yeah, it's Gemini for me, and it's just a matter of logistics. For one reason and another, it's likely to be around the 12th of March before she actually moves in. But I'm happy. :)

--- On the way out, I found the barn cat, who had been hit by a car. Cara Mia was the mother of our two kittens, plus [livejournal.com profile] dreams_of_wings and [livejournal.com profile] aatish2's kitten. And I'm not happy. :(

This is a terrible street for cats, and after losing two cats to it, we no longer let our cats out. Keeping a barn cat inside isn't an option, but I had never seen her anywhere near the road before. She was just about two years old, and absolutely sweet. :(
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I die of teh cute.



The gold one is Miss Marigold Mini-Cat. The dark one is Oberon Otto von Flüff (secret identity of Captain Thunderpaws). They are sister and brother to Don Diego de la Sprog, who some of you may already know.



They followed us home almost 4 weeks ago (the day after the penguin encounter). Time flies, but kittens run (albeit in Brownian paths).
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Today was the Woburn Halloween Parade, reportedly the biggest Halloweeen parade on the eastern seaboard. (Admittedly, Halloween parades are a pretty new phenomenon.)

[livejournal.com profile] lyonesse rode the fierce and bloodthirsty "My Little War Pony":


Meanwhile, I was leading the barn owner on her new-ish horse, on a very short chain, getting head-butted with his anvil-like head:


It was fun, really, and I didn't even have to shovel shit (as in the Memorial Day parade).



Finally, a post that's long overdue - I can has kittinz!

The barn kitten got knocked up at 6 months old (spay and neuter early and often!), and had kittens of her own about 5 weeks ago. This picture is actually from last weekend (I said it was overdue). We're taking the two in front, the orange girl with the white face, and the dark gray boy. [livejournal.com profile] lyonesse is taking one of the two orange boys. And yes, the others are also spoken for. This release is, shall we say, oversubscribed.


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The barn cat where I ride died on Friday, on her 20th birthday. That's pretty freakin' old for a cat. She'd stopped grooming herself a couple months ago, and was clearly on her way out, but was still an affection sponge. An aggressive attention sponge: "Pet me now, dammit!" And I was an enabler, petting her, and picking mats out of her fur every time I was down there. She had a long and good life, and her passing has touched me more than that of the Pope, although it was not reported by the BBC, CNN, etc, ad nauseum.

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