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K77 CTR said:
odd thing being that twice I have felt a cat jump up on the bed and my other cat is nowhere to be seen, think the little blighter is haunting me!!
I've had the same thing happen to me with my previous cat, Paddy. I've felt him jump onto the bed a few times - both before he passed away (when he was ill and sleeping downstairs) and after he passed away. Last night my other half was convinced someone had jumped onto the bed. Our two new kittens were fast asleep in their baskets at the time. I like to think that Paddy's spirit is still with us.Edited by Rachel 111s on Monday 26th January 13:32
at least Lucy likes size appropriate boxes 
She's been in this thread before but I wanted to share some pics of our Tinkerbelle. She was sadly PTS yesterday after being poisoned by Anti-Freeze.
We found her on Saturday morning very lethargic and not using her hind legs, thinking she'd been hit by a car and we had just not noticed when we brought her in late, we rushed her to the Vets who ruled out any trauma so kept her in to do blood tests which confirmed acute renal kidney failure. They had her on Fluid Therapy for 48hrs but the blood tests showed her kidney toxin levels had worsened significantly and unfortunately she wasn't going to recover and rather than let her continue to suffer futher organ failure, it was recommended she be PTS. We gave her a last goodbye, tons of love and cuddles and a bag of dreamies, before she went to Rainbow Bridge where our Husky Maverick was waiting for her.
Absolutely distraught over losing her, this is quite hard to type without welling up, she was such a big part of our family. She was 7 and a half years old, and so full of tortitude (Back chat). We gave her such a good life and she knew how much she was loved by all. Our other Husky Shadow misses her loads, Tinks ruled the house!
We found her on Saturday morning very lethargic and not using her hind legs, thinking she'd been hit by a car and we had just not noticed when we brought her in late, we rushed her to the Vets who ruled out any trauma so kept her in to do blood tests which confirmed acute renal kidney failure. They had her on Fluid Therapy for 48hrs but the blood tests showed her kidney toxin levels had worsened significantly and unfortunately she wasn't going to recover and rather than let her continue to suffer futher organ failure, it was recommended she be PTS. We gave her a last goodbye, tons of love and cuddles and a bag of dreamies, before she went to Rainbow Bridge where our Husky Maverick was waiting for her.
Absolutely distraught over losing her, this is quite hard to type without welling up, she was such a big part of our family. She was 7 and a half years old, and so full of tortitude (Back chat). We gave her such a good life and she knew how much she was loved by all. Our other Husky Shadow misses her loads, Tinks ruled the house!
Edited by PaulG40 on Tuesday 27th January 22:28
that's 2 sad tales... can we have some fluffy lightheartedness please 
In response to Patricks request for some good news.
We brought home our two rescue cats on Wednesday last week. To say it's been interesting would be an understatement.
A bit of background on them.
Lacey and Lester are a mother and son.
Lacey had a litter of three kittens when she was taken into the rescue centre, Lester and two females. The female kittens were rehomed quite quickly leaving Lacey and Lester there together.
As with any stray cats that get taken into rescue centres it's difficult to determine their exact age, but a good approximation can be made. The owners of the rescue centre and their vet concluded that Lacey was only about nine months old when she was taken in with her kittens.
That was September 2012 and they've been there ever since making Lacey three years old and Lester two years and four months.
This is Lacey.
And this is Lester.
Photos courtesy of the rescue centre website.
Why did we choose these two?
Originally we'd gone to see some black cats they were rehoming, but having been introduced to all the cats there (currently about 80) there was something about these two.
Lester would come to the front of his pen to get your attention and then run back towards his mum as if to say 'She's got to come as well'
He also liked to eat grass from your hand which meant that he had at least some trust in humans.
Ten days after first meeting them we took them home on Wednesday.
They'd been fully checked by the vet, given their yearly boosters which were just about due and were microchipped.
We'd been told a lot about them, extremely timid, nervous etc. and that Lester can get a bit excited/nervous which can make his poo soft sometimes.
Neither of them are used to being handled and Lacey was hard work to catch to put in her carrier, even for the rescue centre owners.
When we got them home we took the doors of the carriers and left them facing each other so that they could see each other and decide what they wanted to do.
Lester came out after about half an hour and had a wander around before settling down behind the lit tray in the hall for most of the rest of the day. Lacey stayed in her carrier looking nervous. She eventually wandered upstairs and curled up in another carrier that was on the landing.
The wife and I were both in the dining room with Lester when he obviously got caught short with needing the lit tray. The aforementioned warning about his poo being soft when he gets excited/nervous was an understatement.
Those of you who have been on here a long time will remember the s
tty cushion story.
Well, that.
There's now another lit tray downstairs in the opposite direction so that he can either way when he needs to.
Poor little sod. Anyway, soft furnishings are cheap enough to replace.
So, here we are a week later.
Lacey has now found s bed she's comfortable with on top of a wardrobe in one of the spare rooms. You get the impression that she just lays there all day and night without moving. Except she doesn't. She's obviously a bit of a night owl.
First morning my wife came downstairs and Lacey was curled up on the kitchen worktop behind the food waste bin. Second morning she was curled up in the opposite corner of the kitchen behind the toaster.
She also comes downstairs to use the lit tray. She's going to take a lot of work to gain her trust. But it will be worth it. You sort of get the impression that she's scared of being thrown out of the house as if she'd had a home originally but was thrown out as a kitten because she became pregnant. No one knows for sure, it's just a feeling you get.
Lester is more adventurous. He spends a lot of his time sitting on the dining room chairs and is happy to do so even when you're sitting on the chair next to him. He's also now quite happy to take food from your fingers, so he's settling in quite nicely.
He's also behaving like a young cat chasing toys.
Haven't got any other pictures of Lacey yet as she's still too nervous. Lester will win her round as he frequently goes upstairs to curl up next to her as if to reassure her.
Apart from the initial cushion incident they're both house trained so that hasn't been a problem.
I'll get some pictures of Lacey when I can, but that's where we are so far.
We brought home our two rescue cats on Wednesday last week. To say it's been interesting would be an understatement.
A bit of background on them.
Lacey and Lester are a mother and son.
Lacey had a litter of three kittens when she was taken into the rescue centre, Lester and two females. The female kittens were rehomed quite quickly leaving Lacey and Lester there together.
As with any stray cats that get taken into rescue centres it's difficult to determine their exact age, but a good approximation can be made. The owners of the rescue centre and their vet concluded that Lacey was only about nine months old when she was taken in with her kittens.
That was September 2012 and they've been there ever since making Lacey three years old and Lester two years and four months.
This is Lacey.
And this is Lester.
Photos courtesy of the rescue centre website.
Why did we choose these two?
Originally we'd gone to see some black cats they were rehoming, but having been introduced to all the cats there (currently about 80) there was something about these two.
Lester would come to the front of his pen to get your attention and then run back towards his mum as if to say 'She's got to come as well'
He also liked to eat grass from your hand which meant that he had at least some trust in humans.
Ten days after first meeting them we took them home on Wednesday.
They'd been fully checked by the vet, given their yearly boosters which were just about due and were microchipped.
We'd been told a lot about them, extremely timid, nervous etc. and that Lester can get a bit excited/nervous which can make his poo soft sometimes.
Neither of them are used to being handled and Lacey was hard work to catch to put in her carrier, even for the rescue centre owners.
When we got them home we took the doors of the carriers and left them facing each other so that they could see each other and decide what they wanted to do.
Lester came out after about half an hour and had a wander around before settling down behind the lit tray in the hall for most of the rest of the day. Lacey stayed in her carrier looking nervous. She eventually wandered upstairs and curled up in another carrier that was on the landing.
The wife and I were both in the dining room with Lester when he obviously got caught short with needing the lit tray. The aforementioned warning about his poo being soft when he gets excited/nervous was an understatement.
Those of you who have been on here a long time will remember the s
tty cushion story.Well, that.
There's now another lit tray downstairs in the opposite direction so that he can either way when he needs to.
Poor little sod. Anyway, soft furnishings are cheap enough to replace.
So, here we are a week later.
Lacey has now found s bed she's comfortable with on top of a wardrobe in one of the spare rooms. You get the impression that she just lays there all day and night without moving. Except she doesn't. She's obviously a bit of a night owl.
First morning my wife came downstairs and Lacey was curled up on the kitchen worktop behind the food waste bin. Second morning she was curled up in the opposite corner of the kitchen behind the toaster.
She also comes downstairs to use the lit tray. She's going to take a lot of work to gain her trust. But it will be worth it. You sort of get the impression that she's scared of being thrown out of the house as if she'd had a home originally but was thrown out as a kitten because she became pregnant. No one knows for sure, it's just a feeling you get.
Lester is more adventurous. He spends a lot of his time sitting on the dining room chairs and is happy to do so even when you're sitting on the chair next to him. He's also now quite happy to take food from your fingers, so he's settling in quite nicely.
He's also behaving like a young cat chasing toys.
Haven't got any other pictures of Lacey yet as she's still too nervous. Lester will win her round as he frequently goes upstairs to curl up next to her as if to reassure her.
Apart from the initial cushion incident they're both house trained so that hasn't been a problem.
I'll get some pictures of Lacey when I can, but that's where we are so far.
What a little survivor!
"Cat ‘comes back from the dead’ after being hit by a car and buried by his owner"
Story: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howabou...
"Cat ‘comes back from the dead’ after being hit by a car and buried by his owner"
Story: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howabou...
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