I know I’ve introduced all of our cats already, but I think it’s always fun to hear about how your kitties became your kitties. I’m going to share all of my adoption experiences of my cats (past and present) starting from oldest to youngest.
Casey showed up on the porch of the house I was living in when I lived in Wisconsin. It was chilly outside so it was an easy decision to bring her into the house. She was not black and white (like all our kitties right now). She looked like a lion and had long bushy hair. When I moved to Connecticut, she ended up living with my Mother because I didn’t want to stress her moving her across the country. She passed away in 2004. I need to search my archives for a picture of her. She was a super sweet kitty.
Spike came into my life when I lived in Wisconsin as well. He was in a family with a toddler and the family didn’t think they would have enough time for him so they were looking for another home. I remember going to meet him and the toddler was carrying him around the house holding him under his top legs. Spike was so chill and just let it happen. I never had Spike’s DNA tested but from looking on websites, I’m wondering if he was a Russian Blue. He was such a beautiful cat.
He lived in Wisconsin and Connecticut. He was great in the car ride from Wisconsin to Connecticut. As I mentioned earlier, he was a super chill kitty.
Near the end of his life he ended up living with my husband and I. He stopped eating and we made the decision with our amazing vet to put in a feeding tube. We used the feeding tube for a couple of weeks and then had it removed and he flourished for another year and a half. He was acting like a kitten for that last year. This is my favorite picture of him. He LOVED to snuggle in the bed with me and put his paw on my hand. He passed away in 2014. I miss this guy every day.
Cookie is a fun story. She came into my life right about the time that I met my husband in 2002. Kevin headed to a golf course in Orlando one morning and saw a cute black and white kitty walking around the clubhouse. He spent a few minutes playing with her and thought she was a cutie. He asked about her story and the workers told him if she was around when he finished his round of golf he could take her. The owners of the golf course already had her spayed because they didn’t want kittens.
The craziest thing is when Kevin was finished with his round of golf he looked around the clubhouse and didn’t see her. A little dejected, he started walking toward his car and there she was! She was sitting next to his car and started walking toward him and then put her paws on his knees. (I can just imagine how cute that was!) Of course, he scooped her up and called the golf course on the way home and told them that he took her so they didn’t worry about her.
Cookie was a well-traveled cat. She lived in Orlando, Florida, Newburgh, NY, Bristol, CT and Charlotte, NC. She flew on a plane twice and was a champ both times.
She passed away last year. We think she was around 16 years old.
Oh, our Oreo. We used to call him the “informer”. Kevin found Oreo when he was living in Newburgh, NY for a couple of months when he started a new job. Oreo was “hanging” around the house that Kevin was living in when he moved to the NorthEast. He thought Cookie would like having a brother. Cookie totally disagreed. She really wanted to be an only cat. Oreo, however, flourished in our household. He was such a good kitty. We called him the “informer” because he would always run toward the door when the doorbell rang. If someone came into the house, he would follow them around. We jokingly called him the “informer” because he always thought he needed to take notes when anyone was in the house to let us know what was going on. He was the closest we had to a dog. LOL
We also called him our “bionic” cat. He had many health issues and we were fortunate that he was with us as long as he was. He had seizures and had to take phenobarbital daily. A few years later, it seems like he was wheezing and it felt like his heart was beating really fast. We took him to the vet and they couldn’t even count how many beats his heart was pumping because it was going so fast. (It was well over 300 beats per minute. As a reference, a cat’s normal heartbeat is between 140 and 220 bpm.) Because of that, he started taking atenolol to keep his heart rate down.
Right around the same time, he was having an issue with “gas” in his intestinal track. Because of that, he needed to take prednisolone. Needless to say, he was on a cocktail of drugs for many years.
We had smooth sailing until 2016. I was out of town for work and Kevin called me to say that he thought Oreo was dying. He couldn’t use his back legs. He took Oreo to the vet and they thought they saw a mass in his chest. They didn’t know if it was a tumor or liquid. He was put on some water pills and had an ultrasound a couple of days later and the mass was gone. But, we were told that he was in heart failure and it could be 2 months or 2 years but the clock was ticking. 🙁
We had just rescued Magic (who was .6 pounds when we found him). Magic and Oreo became fast friends. After Kevin brought Oreo back home, Magic wouldn’t leave his side. It was the cutest thing. I feel because of Magic’s love, Oreo bounced back and was pretty much back to normal a few weeks after that episode. Magic was literally laying on top of his brother. It was so precious. I have so many pictures of those two. I will add them to the cuteness corner of the website.
Unfortunately, we didn’t get 2 additional years with Oreo. We said goodbye to him in 2017. I miss that guy every day. However, he did pass a lot of his traits on to Magic (who will meet us at the door when we get home). We also have Minnie and Houdini that look like Oreo as well so it helps to feel like Oreo is still here.
Thanks For Reading
The back stories of Casey, Spike, Cookie, and Oreo. Stay tuned for Bones, Dora, Onyx, Minnie, Magic, Houdini, and Luke.
This might be a 3 part post. I’ve had a few kitties in my life.
Please share how your cats (or dogs) made their way to you!