Jami gets a playmate

When Jami got here, it became appar­ent that he needed some­one closer to his own age to play with. He was chas­ing all of us and get­ting into everything.


Pinky just after get­ting home

Enter Pinky, a kit­ten at the Pompano Beach, FL shel­ter, who had his feet dyed pink and his whiskers cut off. Mommy decided to adopt the poor guy and show him that not all humans are thought­less or nasty. Unfortunately, Pinky picked up an upper res­pi­ra­tory infec­tion at the shel­ter and stopped eat­ing, so he had to be syringe fed for over a week by a paw­some lady named Nicole. (Mommy would have done it but she couldn’t drive and was afraid to have a sick kit­ten at home  with­out being able to take him to the vet on short notice). But he finally got bet­ter and started eat­ing by him­self and mommy and Amanda the pet sit­ter went to get him from Nicole. The photo above is on his first day home, when he wasn’t quite sure what he’d got­ten into.

Samson and Pinky

Pinky the kit­ten and Pinky the dog

The very first order of busi­ness was a name change. You see, we already have a Pinky. She’s a dog. So Pinky the kit­ten became Samson. I must say the name suits him. He’s a brave lit­tle kitten.

Samson and Pinky

Samson after his bath, with Pinky commiserating

Next was a nail trim and a bath. You know about those kit­ten claws, they are like lit­tle nee­dles and kit­tens are none too dis­crim­i­nat­ing about using them (ouch). Samson was very, very good about his nail trim, mommy was impressed.

The poor thing also had a bunch of food stuck in his furs after all that syringe feed­ing and it was just too much for a lit­tle kit­ten, no mat­ter how brave, to han­dle by him­self. Samson didn’t care for the bath and gave Amanda a hard time. I’m bet­ting he was also scared, being in a new place and all. Mommy said he smelled won­der­ful after his bath, though. And he’s kept him­self clean since then, except for get­ting things caught in his fluffy tail.

Samson at table

Samson at table

Since those first days, Samson has made him­self quite at home. He was pretty thin because of his ill­ness (and per­haps also his time on the street) and he’s gone about eat­ing every­thing he can get his lit­tle paws on. He has break­fast with daddy every morn­ing and gets a lit­tle saucer of milk from daddy’s cof­fee. He also gets pieces of everyone’s din­ner, as he is irre­sistible. And, of course, he gets lots of kit­ten food.

Samson and Jami

Samson and Jami

What about the rea­son mommy adopted Samson? Oh yes, to keep Jami com­pany! Well, I’m happy to report that Samson def­i­nitely keeps Jami busy. Mommy still has trou­ble get­ting around, so she hasn’t man­aged to cap­ture the two of them play­ing on cam­era, but here’s Samson groom­ing Jami in a quiet moment. They are pals.

Mommy says that’s all the ani­mals she’s get­ting for a while. There are now eight of us cats: Little Bit, Frangi, Java, Zabi, Jami, Surfeit, Samson and me; and four dogs: Pinky, Izzy and Ferdy and the fos­ter, Boogie. The humans love us all, of course, but they think there are enough of us right now. A dozen is a good num­ber, don’t you think?

A surfeit of cats

Well, mommy has gone and done it again. Yes, you guessed it. We have yet another kitty.

Mommy vis­its friends from her old neigh­bor­hood to give steroid injec­tions to their kitty who has Eosinophilic Granuloma Syndrome. Well, actu­ally her friend Amanda has been doing it because mommy still can’t move very fast after her surgery and you’ve got to be quick with this cat! Anyway, when Amanda went on Thursday, they told her about a cat that used to live a few houses down. He is totally declawed senior kitty and now his humans have moved and left him behind. Mommy’s friends tried to take him in but their indoor cat fought with him, so now he was camp­ing on their doorstep, the only safe place he knew. Well, you know that mommy’s heart broke for the poor thing. How can humans be so heartless?

Surfeit - an orange cat


Mommy thought about it for a few hours and decided that she just had to give this cat a home, so yes­ter­day on her way back from the vet with the pugs, she went by and picked him up. She put him in the room with Zabi the tri­pod kitty, at whom he pro­ceeded to hiss and growl. The poor guy is scared and con­fused, with new humans, new cats and a new place. He purrs when mommy pets him but he’s still hiss­ing at Zabi and any cat that he smells on the other side of the door. He looks so dejected, don’t you think?

Mommy named him Surfeit because, she says, she now has so many of us. ( I didn’t go to col­lege like mommy did, so I had to look it up. “Surfeit” means “an exces­sive amount.”)

So that’s the story of my new fursib. We are hop­ing that it won’t be too long before he feels more at home here and I can show you a photo with a hap­pier expres­sion. He’s really a hand­some guy with neat green eyes.

Daisy and Lily need homes

two dogs in the grass, Daisy and Lily

Daisy (left) and Lily

I know, I know. It’s a brand new blog and I’m beg­ging already. But these two dogs are really sweet and deserve a home. Daisy and Lily are lab mixes found by mommy’s friend, Amanda, who already has a house­ful of dogs and can’t take in any more. They seem to be a mother (Daisy) and ado­les­cent daugh­ter (Lily). Daisy appears to have had another lit­ter recently; her teats were still engorged with milk when she was found. We think she was used for breed­ing and some­how got sep­a­rated from her puppies.

headshot of dog, Daisy


They are both really, really sweet, get along with other dogs and with cats and are not food aggres­sive. Amanda put Frontline Plus on them but they still need to be tested for heart­worm and get spayed and vac­ci­nated. Can you help us find Daisy and Lily the  homes they deserve? Please post the link to this arti­cle on Twitter, Facebook and any­where else you can think of. If you know any­one who might be able to adopt one or both dogs, please let me know. You can leave me a com­ment on this blog or send me an email via the “Contact” page.

headshot of dog, Lily


In other news, Jami’s vet visit went well. He has no ear mites, just some yeast in his ears, so he’ll be get­ting Mometamax for ten days. Everything else is just per­fect. The vet and all the techs agreed that he was a great cat! I’ll be post­ing new pho­tos of him tomorrow.

Welcome to my brand new blog!

photo of Jami

Here he is!

It all came about because we adopted a new kitty. We found out about him from Brian Frum (@brian106sc on twit­ter) on his blog. Jami is an orange and white boy who was res­cued by Lori who couldn’t keep him but did a great job of tak­ing care of him while she fos­tered him. Thank you, Lori! Mommy was so happy to get Jami’s med­ical records and to find out he had been neutered, vac­ci­nated and microchipped. Continue read­ing