New Arrivals Amid the Madness!

These babies came yesterday. The queen was trying to kill them because she had been a barn cat for a LOT of years without being spayed and I think she’s just HAD IT! So  these kittens are now required to depend on humans to keep their lives going.

Here they are, and right now, they are in foster care 3 girls 1 boy


You Might Need a Stiff Drink for this One

I am not sure about putting this on the blog, because I doubt people would believe me. I’m having a hard time believing it myself. But I just need to get it out and get it done with, out of my head and move on and the best way for me to do that is to just write about it. So here goes. Please know before I dump this load that I can\t still see replies here-working on the why of that- but this is for me. This unbelievable story is for me to be able to move past and move on. I will warn you at the end, it will get a bit graphic in description- sigh…okay here we go-

Two days ago, the phone rings a man is upset. He told me he lost his cat. An 8 year old tuxedo which he called a bit obese. I started asking the obvious questions- how did the cat get lost- how long has the cat been gone- has the cat ever gotten out before and then he started sobbing and told me that he had had a huge fight with his girlfriend of 6 years. The fight centered around her jealousy of the cat (right there my red flag is up) claiming he loved the cat more than her. The fight escalated, the police were called, he was told to leave or be arrested, so he left- he walked into town to cool his jets.

When he came back, he found his car packed with all his stuff- plus the litter box, kitty litter, food, bed, scratching post but no cat (another flag raises) he asks where the cat is- was told “the cat got out.” He wanted to know if I had his cat. Said he figured his girlfriend would turn her into a shelter. I told him I am not a shelter and that if the fight centered around the cat, I would bet she wouldn’t turn into the shelter, because you have to pay the shelter to take it. I told him that I suspected she harmed the cat. He hung up on me and called back later and apologized and said I upset him.

We talked, I asked him to send me a photo which he did and holy cow this cat had to weigh 30 pounds easy. No way would a cat that fat be able to run anywhere! At his request as he didn’t have his computer, I posted on lost pets. He was offering a $150.00 reward. I posted the cross streets and there are people in our town that are so wonderful they sit on this page and go look for the missing pets. So I started getting private messages asking for the exact address which I gave privately.

One woman went there immediately and started looking in the woods behind the apartments for the cat. It was getting dark and starting to rain and she left to run an errand and pick up her granddaughter. And her granddaughter said when she heard the story Grandma let’s go back and look for kitty it’s getting dark and kitty is probably scared. So they went back.

When they drove down the half road that led to the woods, someone had dumped a huge pile of cat food in the road. Not on the side, or by the curb or in the grass but on the road, so they kicked it off to the grass and laid out food in the woods.

As they were leaving this woman came out of the apartment and she was wearing a hoody and she was lugging a wagon full of boulders- not rocks big boulders. Now it’s around 6:30 at night, the trail (which I was on this morning) is muddy and deep with flooded puddles, not an easy task to lug anything anywhere) but I am getting  ahead of myself. In the pouring rain this woman was lugging these huge boulders down the muddy trail. As she passed the car, my friend rolled down the window and said “Excuse Me?” She said the woman turned but didn’t say a word, just glared at here, so then she said “Have you seen a overweight tuxedo kitty with a white belly?”

The woman snarled “Who sent you?” Taken aback, she explained she’d seen the post on FB and was just trying to help.

Then she said the woman just growled and said “I can’t help  you!” and continued off into the woods with the boulders.

I knew right then that the cat didn’t get out. You do what I do and see what I see and you get a sense you wish you never had and you know. I told my friend to leave immediately. She wanted to go back in the morning, and I told her no. She wouldn’t let up, so I told her I would go in the morning, and I look for these boulders. :(

So 6:00 in the morning, I am on the trail with Cooper and a friend who met me there and we were just going to pretend to take the dogs for a run. I knew if there was a cat on the trail or off rain or not Cooper would find it. We searched for 2 hours no cat, no boulders just a raging creek we couldn’t get through or see up or down to look if there were boulders. We were soaked to the skin and cold and we just wanted to go home.

When we got to our vehicles, we noticed this woman watching us from the apartment the fight had been. She had a big dog with her and she was reading, but she was watching. So I wave my arms shout “Good morning!” Dead Silence. My friend tries “I like your dog!” Dead silence just a glared glared. We got out of there. I told Chris we aren’t doing this- there are some people you stay away from, Promise me you won’t come back. She promised.While all this is going on the boyfriend is flooding my in box with emails, he’s calling 27 friggin emails. I told him I thought she had killed the cat. I’m pretty direct and at that point tired of all the emails.

I had to go out and pick up some kittens today and when I

got home there were about 15 more emails from the guy. The last one- said he had found the cat drowned at the local lake. But for pity’s sake, he had put in the main email a picture of this cat dead. I just lost it- I already had Turner in my head and now I have this cat that had been terribly I don’t want to even go into that in my head. I told the guy he is a sick man and I hope he gets help soon. Who does that? God-

Then I went on FB and posted he had found the cat the cat was deceased and thanked those who went to look. And that blew up to people accusing me of perpetuating a hoax? So I blew up and I told them a few things, but I also told that he was going to the police and filing a report- but it won’t go anywhere. He’d already buried the cat and you have to keep them on ice in order to do a necropsy plus he has to prove she did it. I told them it was his fight and NO I was not going to release his, name her name, their address of send the photo of the dead cat (that so many people wanted!) to anyone unless a police officer told me otherwise. Then I turned off my computer and just broke down and sobbed for that poor kitty who deserved so much better than she got.


Update on “Jet-Eye the Fearless”

Just got this email and want to share it with all of you. Also want to say thank you for the private and public messages sent on behalf of the death of Turner and mystery kitty Oreo. I will say that for some reason I can only see replies by one reader and not the rest. I go into the backdoor of this blog and I see the comments sitting in spam (for some reason) and hit approve and see the change, but I don’t see the replies. This has gone on without my noticing since December of last year! So apologies to those waiting for replies and never getting them. I am sure it is my computer because my webmaster sent me a screen shot and it shows all the replies no problem.

A few months ago, I clicked on a link that I should have checked out with the person before doing. It was on FB suddenly my computer freezes- I get a flashing Microsoft logo and an ominous voice over my speakers tell me that if I turn off my computer they will spread viruses throughout the kingdom of the Internet (show me rolling my eyes) I of course freak call my IT stepson who lives in Colorado, he logs in and clears it in 20 seconds. Laughs at me and says don’t worry about it, not from Microsoft they can’t do anything. Forget it- but ever since then I am having problems with my computer. So tonight I am going to ask him again for help (I hate to do it even though he is so good at it) I just don’t like to bother people. We’ll see what happens but for now all I am seeing is the first response to each post and nothing afterward even when I reply to the comment.

Ok here is the letter about Jet-Eye the Fearless!

Dear Mary Anne,

Just a quick note to say the kitty has calmed down by a factor of 10. He is OK with not jumping around like crazy or trying to scratch me in the face when I hold him carefully.

I wonder how much his itching is behavioral rather than allergy related. He isn’t stopping to itch every 2 minutes like his first 3 days. Yes, flea control helps but that doesn’t explain the frequency he would stop to itch. Let’s hope it is gone!! (He will eat 1 type of dry food now; the type Clancy likes best.) He also copies everything Clancy does like pulling the carpet apart with his claws like a boss.

I believe he has adjusted to our home now. Clancy played with him last night and this morning without running to the cat door to try to escape. Jet jumps over him like Sterling did and they stampede thru the house like thunder.

Fearless kitten will rumble with powerful Clancy as if he could actually win. Clancy is 17 lbs of muscle and strength and responds to Jet’s energy in kind. Fun to watch

Will try to email you a picture of Jet today – I need to practice first with my phone.


So guys if you reply and I don’t please know I am not ignoring you. Except for a darn sty in my right eye that impedes my vision a bit, I am fine. It’s my computer that is apparently sick.


Another Unexpected Goodbye

There was another cat here that I took to the vet this morning and unfortunately her Bridge Pass has been stamped as well. Her gums were yellow, her ear tips were yellow, her eyes were yellow the pads of her feet were yellow. Running an FeLV test on her was a moot point, she was as far gone as Turner but not as old- vet estimates age at 4 or 5. Cost of Euthanasia for her $123.00 I guess they will just have to bill me for it. The cost on my heart today is heavy. Turner is now buried under the walnut tree and I will plant flowers after the rains today in her honor.

Turner has taken a turn for the worse

This time the vet visit included x-rays and blood work. Turner’s heart rate was 200- the bladder completely empty as is the colon. The blood work will be back tomorrow morning and we will know if this is kidney failure or cancer or something else. She just has no gas left in the tank. She got off the x-ray table and bit a tech but in 20 seconds she was exhausted and just panting in the corner. Still in rapid dehydration even with getting 180 ml of fluids daily. I am to bump it up to 200 ml a day. When I got her home, she bit me when I tried to lift her out of the carrier. I really don’t want tomorrow to come. I have a feeling I know what is going to happen to her.

Well if that don’t beat all!

Yesterday I was blessed to receive 16 cases of canned cat food. Instead of bring them all inside (it was raining to beat heck!) I stacked them inside a cardboard box in my carport. I figured I would carry them in when the weather got nicer. This morning, I go  out there and the box is gone!

I admit to being scatterbrained, so I looked inside of all the cat enclosures, inside the house- in the truck, The food is gone- vanished into thin air. Nothing else has been tampered with. They can’t access our back yard unless they climb the fences because we lock the gates now . I’m so bummed. We had 10 cans left from the last donation and now I am going to have to make those cans stretch to next week.

I am going to do one last look around before I call the sheriff and report the theft.:( They left the cat litter- just not the food.

On a better note, Ms. Turner is eating on her own and I popped her on the scale. She has gained one pound since the vet visit. She is still getting fluids and being very vocal about her inside stay- but she is still with us and not in pain so that is all that matters to me.





Despite the Nasty Weather-

Jet-Eye’s mom made it to the house and picked him up. He is now on his way to his new forever home! I hope all goes well when he is introduced in a few weeks to the resident kitty. Like I told Robin, Jet Eye may need you as much as you need him, but for now, it is Clancy’s ball court to see what happens. Out of all the indoor kitties here, Jet only clashed with a kitten around his same age- Quinn. All the others, he got along just fine with them. Fingers crossed Robin that this works for all involved.

Turner now has the enclosure all to herself. She’s to get 200 ml of sub cu’s daily for 4-5 days. She is now eating on her own and although a bit vocal about how unhappy she is being inside, she is adapting better than I thought. We’ll just have to see how it goes.

Got a call yesterday from a lady who has a tomcat trapped in her garage. From the description it sounds like an older mackerel tabby. She was asking me what I would do if I had the cat under my care. She said she had called the shelters but was told that if the cat was not “snuggable” they wouldn’t take it. I don’t think Barney is into snuggling from what I have learned. I told what our procedure was: testing, if positive kitty is put to sleep, if negative, they are vaccinated, neutered, socialized and hopefully will find a home someday. If not, they live here among us. So she said “what if I do everything except keep him?” She is willing to pay for all that needs to be done for him which is not an offer that comes our way often.

I went over there early this morning just to try and assess him- and yes, he is feral. He tried to bite me several times as I was attempting to wrap a towel around him and get him into a carrier. So no, Barney is not into snuggling. I did tell Janine that chances are he would get a name change too unless the neuter drastically changes his temperament! LOL  I almost had him at one point but he was way up on a cupboard in the garage and wouldn’t you know it there was just enough space between the cupboard and the wall for him to slide down and stay out of reach. To get to him would have been a major undertaking and taken half the day to dismantle some shelves in the way. So I told her to set the trap up- wire it open. Start feeding him inside and also to drape a dark towel around the trap to create a safe cave atmosphere. Using tuna, bait the trigger, put the food in the back and once he is comfortable going in and out- take the wire off and catch him. We will see what comes of this sort of feral boy.

“For 20 years old- she looks pretty good!”

That’s what my vet said about Turner. Ben said that chances are the cat got locked in somewhere and couldn’t get much to eat or drink. I had given her 180 ml of fluids last night after I trapped her- he gave her 200 more and she started eating! I am to keep her inside from here on in and give her fluids for 5 days and if she doesn’t rebound then I bring her back and we talk about her options. I am so over the moon that she is still with us!

Just an update

Unable to get near Turner so far. I’ve tried all my tricks and none are working. She is eating a bit but I really need to figure out how to capture her and get her in and see what they advise. Not giving up, it will happen on her time, not mine. That’s the hardest thing when you work with these semi-feral kitties, they call the shots.

Since that “road trip” Hanna has come down ill. Rather than add to her stress and take her to the vet, I am treating her with antibiotics to stop her hacking cough and runny nose. I know it was stress-induced from the ride. She’s not coughing as much today but her nose is still running. Thankfully the discharge is changing color from green to yellow which means the doxy is working.

Took Mike to Portland yesterday for his wound care appointment. The doctor told us that because Mike’s disease is so severe and advanced- his leg will never heal. When they took off the dressing that I put on yesterday- they found a blood clot the size of a baseball on his leg! It wasn’t there yesterday :( He must have bumped it getting into the truck) The doctor said she believes this sudden onset of blood blisters is a direct result of him taking Warfarin for four days (which was almost four months ago!) BAD drug! We are being referred to Willamette McKenzie Wound Care Clinic which is only an hour away from the house! I looked them up and they are rated number 9 in the United States for extreme wound care. Yay! It’s going to drastically cut down our driving time to and from appointments.

I told Jet-Eye to hang in there. Two more days until he is in his forever home! I think Hanna is just going to end up staying here with us. Right now we have 14 indoor kitties and 10 enclosure cats. Kitten season is starting so I imagine the numbers will start changing soon.

8:19 p.m. By the grace of God, I just trapped Turner. I instantly transferred her into a large carrier and wept when I picked her up. She weighs nothing at all. After tomorrow her suffering will end. She is eating right now and she wrapped her paws around my neck. Although she was so hard to get close to, I have always been able to handle her despite her growls of warning. I think she was telling me thank you for not giving up (which I almost did).

Prayer Warriors Gather Near

We have a senior sanctuary kitty in bad shape. Turner has been here since she was 8 weeks old. Some low-life put her inside a paper bag, duct taped the bag and tossed her on the highway when she was a kitten. She is now 20 years old and she has lived outside most of her life. I did try to keep her indoors but she shuts down- stops eating, gets depressed. Her decision was to be outdoors so that’s where she has been. She has access to the 24/7 enclosure where the cats can come into the patio enclosure or outside, just not in the house.

I haven’t seen her around for a few weeks and the other morning I caught sight of her and she has lost so much weight. We had into the vet late last year where she was showing signs of kidney failure and now, I just need to trick her inside or trap her and get her in to ease her out of this life and into the next. I almost had her yesterday but Delilah did one of her famous crashes inside the house and the  noise scared the patio kitties. They all scrambled to the only exit before I could shut the door to escape. Turner and Gadget arrived at the same time and in a freak occurrence they both went through the door and got stuck! Gadget is a big Maine Coon and there was a lot of screaming as they struggled to get outside. I was trying to intervene but I was in danger of getting bit- finally they extracaited themselves and now Turner won’t go near the patio enclosure neither will Gadget.

I am going to have to set out all my traps at one time and see who I capture and hope I catch Turner in the process. I would say just guessing- she now weighs about 4 pounds. :(