I Am a Cat of Mystery!

My foster bean would love to know my story... but I'm not telling! I was dropped off as a stray at the shelter she fosters for, and she was lucky enough to bring me home. I was missing lots of furs, and had no whiskers, eyelashes or eyebrows. I was also quite a grumpy girl. I would hit and bite the bean when she left my room. I also don't like the other cats.

While I was not the best feline citizen, she thinks I was at one point in a place where I was very much loved. I adore cuddles, and will spend all day in your lap if you let me. I like meeting new people, and am very good with children. I sit very still when I have my nails clipped and my ears cleaned, and I am happy to wear a harness.

Because I didn't come with any papers, it is a guess that I am a Devon Rex. The bean got in touch with some breeders of Rexes in the area, and from pictures, they thought it was most likely that I am a Devon, rather than a Cornish. She understands I would need to be a purebreed to have the curly furs. If this is wrong, she would love to know!

I also have a mystery tattoo! It is in my right ear, and says 'cb'. None of the vets or breeders have been able to help us with what it would mean. The breeders say they wouldn't tattoo a cat, and the vets say they only mark for desexing, and that would be a 'D' in the left ear. Does anyone have any insights into this?

This brings me to the next part of my mystery! The shelter told the humans I was pregnant. This was 6 weeks ago. I am getting bigger, and my tummy is round, rather than hanging like fat Fui or Suey. My yummy feels different to Suey's, but the bean doesn't want to poke around and risk hurting me. Both humans think they have felt kittens in my tummy, but have seen no movement. I also appear to have started nesting. However, I've got no sign of any milk coming in. The shelter tried to check me out, but I went nuts. Now they want to wait it out rather than stress me out again, because I am still regaining my strength after my adventures. I am eating well, have lots of energy, and appear healthy.

If I am indeed pregnant, this will be the first pregnancy for them. I am also the first adult. I like to think I'm putting them in at the deep end! If there is anyone reading this who has any advice or insight, they would appreciate it very much. They have got all the formula, bottles and teats etc incase I do have the kittens but don't produce milk. Other than that, they're not really sure what to do.

Thankyou!

(p.s. do you like my new signature? I feel very important!)

I Was a Nutter for the Vet!

Evie-

Some kitties have that magic ability. Fui has it. Suey has it. I don't have it. At all. It is the magical ability to be a good kitty at the vet. I was nutcase kitty. I saw the other kitties, and then heard the doggies, and that was that! Not the place for Evie Cat!


Because I was such an angry, frightened girl, the vet could not examine me. I kept wanting to give the vet nice bitey marks. And if I couldn't give them bitey marks, I could give them scratchy marks! I got three people in the vet room! My foster mummy had to stop volunteering, and come and do some kitty wrangling with me! I gave her some little biteys, and some little scratchies. She spent a long time trying to get me to relax, sitting with me in a quiet room, but it didn't work.

Evie 1, Vet 0!

Lissa-
I was looking forward to Evie getting the ok from the vet- looking forward to it very much! Unfortunately, she was very unsettled in the car, and then freaked out completely when it came time for her to see the shelter vet. She tensed up completely, and the vet was unable to feel for babies. She couldn't be sedated, incase she is still pregnant, as that would harm the babies. The shelter did not have any of the drugs that are safe for a pregnant cat, and needed an initial diagnosis before she could be referred to the big vet who does the more complicated things for them.

As it stands, it is fairly clear she does not have milk coming in. Whether or not she is pregnant is something we will see when she goes to see a cat specialist on Tuesday. The new vet will have a feline pregnancy test, to try and figure out what's going on without stressing Evie too much.

Hopefully, it will turn out to be that Evie arrived at the shelter earlier in the pregnancy than they thought, and over the next week or so things will change. We will find out on Tuesday. I will try not to tear out all my hair!