Furry Friday: The Foreigner

This past Christmas one of the girls I work with needed someone to watch a kitten for her while she went out-of-town.  No one else could do it, so I volunteered to babysit him for a few nights.

He was such a cutie with his floofy old man ears but also such a whiney baby! ūüėõ

They ended up naming the little guy Bill ūüôā

He¬†almost¬†made me want a floofy, tabby boy of my own! ¬†ūüėõ


Gotcha Pippi!

A little over a year ago I walked into the break room at work and was confronted with this:

She was not a very happy camper and she didn’t hesitate to let me know either! ¬†Her food bowl was empty and she was screaming singing for her supper. ¬†She about broke my heart!

Come to find out she had ringworm and was waiting for a foster family to come pick her up and treat her.  They never showed up though and within a few days I had fallen head over heels.  After a week of nobody coming to get her, I offered to take her and just treat the ringworm myself.  I had already started calling her Pippi because she was such a little pip squeak compared to my guys at home. (I found out later that her original foster family had called her Yolandi.  Pippi suits her much better!)

On September 18th, 2010 she came home with me.  She was probably about 4 or 5 months old at the time.  She had about a half-dozen ringworm lesions and had to be isolated from the other cats, so I put her in one of our spare bedrooms and spent all my spare time in there trying to keep her amused.

This is one of the first pictures of her once I brought her home.  You can see the bald spots above her eyes from the ringworm.  It took almost 8 weeks of isolation and treatment to get her ringworm free.  It was hard on me to keep her in isolation because she is such a lovebug and did not like being by herself at all!  Oh how she would cry.  On the bright side, it gave her and I a lot of time to bond and I am grateful for that.

Eventually though, the day finally came when the vet said that she could be released into general population!

This is one of the first times Squirt and Pippi came face to face after her release. ¬†Introductions were a bit of a slow process, and it didn’t go quite as well as I would’ve liked at first!

No matter how much anyone hissed or growled at her though, she was never scared and always happy and wanting to play. ¬†Eventually the boys just couldn’t be bothered to be mean to her anymore. ¬†Now they are all one big, mostly happy, family. ūüôā

In the last year, not much has changed really.  Pippi is still as happy and hyper as ever.  She is also still my little lovebug.  There is no doubt her and I were meant to be together!

Happy Gotcha Day, Pippi Marie!