I Can Has Cheezburger – Return of the Cleocatra Shirt!

This doesn’t happen very often, but I Can Has Cheezburger is offering a reprint of one of my favourite T-shirts:

You may recall, I posted about this a year and a half ago, when it first came out. I love this shirt so much; it’s just so perfect for an Aby slave person.

Get the reprint of “Your Offering Pleases Me” for $15 including shipping now! They’re closing orders on September 3rd, and they may not bring it back again.

Abys in Need: Two females in Lansing, MI (Plus one)

I got this email last night from one of my Aby mailing lists:

“I own a feline blood bank. We obtain cats from various different situations, screen them for infectious diseases, isolate them and eventually use them as blood donors until we can find them a forever home. We received a call about a year ago regarding an Abyssinian cattery whose owner died. We took in four adults hoping at least one would be a type B. None were and only one, despite good nutrition, treatment for several GI parasites and good husbandry, is large enough to act as a donor. One has found a new home but we still have two
females we need to place. They are both very nervous and shy but do seek attention. We do not have much information on age but one is probably closer to 7 or 8, the other 3 to 4. They are not particularly attached to each other but, they both get along fine with other cats. We spayed both and they are current on vaccinations.”

There aren’t any photos of the two girls, and I don’t know what colour they are. But if you’re interested in giving one or both of them a forever home, contact Kathleen Edsall, DVM – Nine Lives Blood Services
Work Phone: 517-367-6050, Cellphone: 517-410-3350
Email: kathedsall@yahoo.com

Just after I posted this, I got another email about another Aby in Lansing:

Lansing, MI – Adult female Abyssinian. “Needs loving home. Adult female (small, only 6 lbs) Abyssinian. Rescued and ready for a forever home. Spayed and up to date on shots. Needs quiet home. Gets along with cats. Don’t know about dogs. Very nervous cat but seeks affection. Prefer home experienced with Abyssinians.”

There was a note on this: “Note: I don’t know whether this is one of the Abys from the bloodbank listing or not. She might be.” There also isn’t a photo on this Craigslist ad, and if you’re interested, email: mtgvj-3212365934@comm.craigslist.org.

Aby-a-Day – August 26: Cats can’t see shades of red

Currently, we have our dining room chairs lined up against a wall (the table they go with is in storage). On these chairs, we have a row of cat beds. There’s an old Siamese print bed that used to belong to Harri, there’s Kylie’s pretty pink princess bed, and there’s the leopard-print bed that’s large enough to hold all the cats, along with a blanket and a retired memory-foam bathmat.


It never fails to make me laugh when Jacoby chooses, of all the possible places we have for cats to sleep, the tiny pink princess bed. It’s nice to see a cat who isn’t afraid to embrace his feminine side.

Aby-a-Day – August 25: Angel of Mercy

Angel, too, has her own relationship with the vet’s office.


While she’s (still!) skittish at home much of the time, she tends to blossom in the vet’s exam room.


Maybe she feels safer in a small room with closed doors; she also tends to perk up when she’s closed up in the bedroom.


Tessie doesn’t even faze her.


I wonder if Angel’s experiences as a kitten with her eye and her URIs has given her a certain familiarity with vets’ offices that gives her an odd sense of confidence when she’s in one.


Whatever it is, she marches about like she owns the place.


It’s really fun to watch.


Angel is a really interesting little cat in general. I wish I knew more about her first year, but her records are sealed. I’d love to know what lines she’s from though.

Aby-a-Day – August 24: Get me a box of kittens, STAT! (Friday Flashback)

Jacoby’s most recent veterinary experience started me thinking about how close a relationship he has with our local vet. Of course, they are literally just up the street from where we live, so we’re neighbours, too. But Jake and the vet seem to have a special relationship that the other cats don’t really have.

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It might be because he and I went there for the first time on the third day after he came to live with us.


Even at the tender age of 3-1/2 months, Jake was fearless in the face of thermometers and needles.

He had a few memorable trips to see Dr. Natalie during his first year. Like the time he had Giardia (which, thankfully, there are no photos of). And we still talk about his neutering, when he woke up from the anaesthetic before 11:30 and promptly started shouting the place down demanding to be fed!


Yes, Jake definitely has a very special friendship with Dr. Natalie.


It was when he got his foot caught in the escalator at the Broadway T station, however, that Jake’s affair with the vet’s office really took off. When we came in that Saturday morning, Jake was so calm and so trusting he impressed the entire staff. He barely needed to be held down while his foot was cleaned and examined and his wound glued together and bandaged; he just sat quitely and let them fix him, never growling, hissing, or even flinching. He was amazing.


(This was also our first experience with the kitty painkillers. He’s had those little syringes so many times I’m starting to think he may be at risk of becoming addicted to prescription drugs!)


We had to go in several times following the initial emergency visit to have his wound checked and his dressing changed.


It was late October and chilly in Boston, so Jake also got to show off his wardrobe!




His foot healed well, and today the only reminder of the incident is a slightly thicker claw on one toe.


It was only five or six months later that Jacoby had his first urinary tract infection.


(This was highlighted with our first attempt at getting a feline urine sample.)


After all that, seeing the vet for his annual check-up and vaccinations was a cakewalk.


He tends to treat the waiting room as just another room he hangs out in, now.



He’s very comfortable and relaxed, unlike most cats in the vet’s office.


Heck, he’s more relaxed than I am when I go to see my doctor for my annual physical!


Interestingly, his calmness carries over to other veterinary hospitals. He’s just as happy in the waiting room at Angell Memorial, although he’s less familiar with it (thank goodness!). Of course, I’m sure his therapy training has something to do with his medical familiarity.


I also tend to bring him along even when he doesn’t need anything done, as moral support for the cat who is being seen by the doctor. It also reinforces that the vet isn’t a “bad” place. It’s just a place we go and it might smell funny, but it’s no big deal.



He sometimes calms the other cats during a vet visit all on his own. It’s really sweet to watch him do this.


Despite all he’s been through, Jake still really loves going to the vet.


So much so, he even has his own set of scrubs! Maybe someday he can become a veterinary office cat, and welcome the kitties who come in to see the doctor. Come to think of it, we could even start calling him “JD”…

Aby-a-Day – August 23: Take two syringes and call me in the morning

As you saw in yesterday’s post, Jacoby had his first X-ray taken this week. The reason? The urine sample I took in on Monday came back showing a lot of bacteria and a high white blood cell count, indicating a serious urinary tract infection. Dr. Natalie was concerned that he might have bladder stones, so I took him in to get an X-ray so we could see if he did.


The good news was, there were no stones in Jake’s bladder. But he still has a UTI, and we changed his medication from Clavamox to Baytril.


Jake was also prescribed some painkillers, since UTIs can be very painful. He’s taken these before, after his neuter, when he had his escalator accident, and when he had his other UTIs. However, I don’t remember the meds making him quite so loopy before.


He’s actually been really cute: the meds seem to make him very happy, and he purrs a lot. He also tries to headbutt me when I’m nowhere near him, and he ends up doing this sort of bob-and-weave manoeuvre.


Still, it’s good to know the meds are doing their job…he’s not in too much pain from his UTI judging by his actions!

Aby-a-Day – August 22: Wordless Wednesday (It’s what’s inside that counts)