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Greetings! My name is Chessi & I just landed in my foster mom's B&B! She tells me how sleek & beautiful I am and that I have personality plus!! I came from the streets of a colony I'm told, but I'm just as friendly and playful as you would want a kitten meezerette to be!

If you're looking for a people friendly and playful kitten, look no further, as here I am!! Go on and click on that button!
Name:   Chessi
ID#: VA13034
Location:  Virginia
Sex: female
Current Age: 4 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Lynx
DateIn: 07/17/19
Adopted: 08/03/19
Congrats: Jodie
Foster: Debi


Notes from Home
Chessi came home, and the first thing she did was go straight for dinner. She ate perfectly and drank. Later that night, she used the litter box. She demonstrated what a little treasure she is. She curled up in my lap the first night.

Over the next few days, Chessi indicated she might be a door darter. The first time, Chessi rushed the door,but she slowed down at the end of the hall ad let me collect her before Mitzi, my older cat, was any the wiser.

THe next day, she did it again. Really tricky, because Chessi was the same color as the carpet. THis time, Mitzi saw her, but Mitzi didn't hiss. She just blocked the way.

Over the last week, I've become convinced that the reason she darted the door was to be with me.

She does love her ribbon wand; however, she has some to like combining it with tunnel toys. She will set herself up at the start of a tunnel and then catch a wand toy at the other side. If she has a mid to set herself up for the chase, she will ignore the wand toy until she is set. She has even figured out how to fun through two tunnels to catch the ribbon.

Friday night, Chessi spent a little time in the carriet while Mitzi explored the room. THere was a little hissin on Mitzi's part to let the kitten know who was the senior feline, but nothing horrifying. Once, Mitzi even rubbed her self against the carrier.

In her excape Saturday morning, she finally came eye to eye with Mitzi on the stairs. THe big cat ( though Mitzi is actually very small as far as cats go, blocked the way. Chessi happily went back to the room with no incident. Not even a hiss. Later that afternoon, Chessi (who will possibly be renamed Sprite), had her first real meeting with Mitzi. Chessi behaved perfectly. Mitzi groused abit, but both enjoyed a dinner tail to tail with bowls about 5 feet apart.

Chessi did love getting the run of the rest of the house.

Some other fun things: Chessi loves Kindles. Especially a fish simulation app. Also, she was attempting to sun in the window, but she's so light, she wasn't warming. She has taken very well to my black sweatshirt and now shuns other beds. All in all, a great transistion.

Vet appointment is scheduled with Mitzi for the 15th.

15 August

Chessi, now named Sprite, had her vet visit with Mitzi. The vet thinks she might have herpes based on some eye congestion, but she's been pretty healthy and happy. The plan is to keep an eye on it. She is a whole 4.01 lb now and the vet thinks she is 5 lb, and wants to taper her off of the "up to 20 weeks" feeding instructions to adut food. We're going to take that under advisement and just move to the next level of kitten feeding from 20 to 30 weeks. the kitten is not going to like it because eating is one of her favorite things.

The best thing about the vet visit, as odd as it seems, it that Mitzi, the 15 year old 6.02 lb cat that Sprite moved in with, was grateful to Sprite for being a familiar smell at the scary vet's office that she warmed up to her a bit after the vet visit. They enjoyed a meal together, especially enjoyed trading bowls at the vey end of the meal because each seemed to think the other had been given the better meal, and they electively sniffed one another for the first time after dinner (Sprite would have happily exchanged scents earlier, but Mitzi has been a little kermudgeonly). The kitten interpretted Mitzi's warming as an invitation to play tackle Mitzi, but all her time in the kitty colony taught her to respect her elders, so when Mitzi said 'no', Sprite was pretty good about obeying.

About the door darting--I had started to get very worried for her for the eventuality when she would move out of isolation. As an engineer, I've even come up with a new concept for a door darting tool because I was worried she'd eventually try it on the front door once she no longer lives in the spare bedroom. However, the websites that sugested not looking at or acknowledging your cat until you come in, shut the door, and move to a greeting spot has been amazing. She doesn't rush the door. She meets me at it, and then comes with me to the place in the room away from the door where she will get pet. I may be able to forego patenting my door darting design!

All in all, things are going great.

17 August, 2019
Sprite and Mitzi had breakfast together--or rather had each other's breakfast today. Or, Mitzi chose to have some of Sprite's breakfast and Sprite chose to have all of Mitzi's breakfast and the rest of hers. Sprite was delighted with getting to eat downstairs and then play. She and Mitzi got into a spat, and then were separated for a couple of hours. I deliberated, but the decided that Sprite would come along for Mitzi's vet visit midday. Mitzi and Sprite had both had a check-up two days earlier with a new vet I was trying who is about 7 minutes from home. I wasn't fully comforatble with the place, so I decided to go back to my oldvet who is more like 20 minutes away for a second opinion for Mitzi. A vet's office might seem like a terrible place to bond two cats, but Mitzi has always relied on a more comfortable cat being around to let her know if a situation is safe. Sprite's not really afraid of much. Plus, when Mitzi and Sprite had their appointments on Thursday, Mitzi warmed up to Sprite after. In fact, there was a point that Mitzi was rolling around and purring on one side of me, got up, and walked to a point on the other side of me pretending to take and interest in an object, and then walked over to where Sprite had been watching her. Mitzi tried to touch noses with the kitten, but Sprite felt that was a little too familiar after all the hissing and swatting that Mitzi had done earlier that day. Sprite hissed and batted at Mitzi who pulled away looking offended. Mitzi cried a little bit when I separated them. Since the first vet visit seemed to have positive effects, I decided to give it a shot. Pus, I didn't want Mitzi to acquire the vet smell without Sprite similarly acquiring it. (Mitzi would hiss at her sister and best friend in the world when Sonja would separately go to the vet, or get a bath.

Vet offices can be stressful places, and these girls were treated to loud and untrained dogs during a long wait. When we got in the private room, away from the loud dogs, Mitzi was taking cover in her carrier, and Sprite was happy to be out in my arms--shepurred and purred, and that seemed to calm Mitzi. They both almost touched noses of their own volition--Mitzi really liked having Sprite with her in an unfamiliar situation.

When we got home, I lined their carriers up and let them out at the same time. They came out and touched noses--somewhat accidentally, but I think they could have avoided it if they had wanted to . Later, in the "isolation" room, they deliberately touched noses using me as neutral ground. And then leter in the day, I turned a corner and caught them touching noses without me around at all.

Sprite is still properly cautious around Mitzi. Mostly. She did pounce on Mitzi when Mitzi was curled up in my chair under a blanket this afternoon (post vet visit). Mitzi allowed it without even stirring, though I quickly pulled Sprite away. Mitzi really hasn't hissed at Sprite today--she's meowed at her with her scratchy little voice with a tone that says 'I'm keeping an eye on you', but I haven't really seen any hissing, other than the early morning spat. I can't believe how well the day went afterwards. As I write this evening, Sprite is sleeping on the couch that Mitzi had territorially refused to allow Sprite on 2 days ago. Earlier, Sprite napped on the cat tree without incident.

(Last update: Aug 17th, 2019 10pm)

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Name:   Meeko
ID#: VA12963
Location:  Maryland
Sex: male
Current Age: 5 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Flame
Date In: 05/11/19
Adopted: 06/08/19
Congrats: Nicole
Foster: Elizabeth

Foster Notes

This cat is not suitable for children under the age of 5 (ie 5 and over is OK). This is typically a cat that is shy and a child might scare it, or one that has a potential to bite or play too hardNot with kids under 5
My name fits me to a T. I am very meek. I won't pester anyone - ever. You see I have not learned how to ask for your attention. I am gentle and shy.

I will hide until I feel sure of you and my situation. If you put me on your lap I will let you pet me forever and softly purr, but I would rather be with my paws on the ground sitting next to you until I feel safe with you.

Foster is posting videos so you can see my progress. It is slow but sure.

Had my vet visit and was told I am in excellent condition - like an Olympic athlete. My weight and coat are perfect. I am perfect in the litter box and will use a covered box if you like. I love Instinct single protein Turkey wet and dry food. Foster thinks I should stay on a single protein diet.

Can not go to a home where a cat would bully him. Gentle dogs do not phase him and gets along beautifully with gentle cats.

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Notes from Home
Two months and one week ago I adopted Meeko. Everyone was absolutely correct that he would be a bit of a project kitty but it is so incredibly exciting to see how far he has come! Last night was the first time he came to me on the couch, head butted me for pets and then stayed for two hours! I was too happy to move and loved every second of it. He is still quite skittish most of the time but he now talks to me frequently in the sweetest little meowy voice, accompanies me to the bathroom regularly, avidly watches me from the window when I walk the pug, and even keeps me company on the bed when I sleep. It's definitely baby steps with my little lion man but I am loving him more and more each day and he is showing me in his own terms that the feeling is mutual. 😊💖
(Last update: Aug 15th, 2019 10pm)

Oh, could you pick a more beautiful applehead girlie? No, I think not! I was turned in because my people moved. What? OK, so let's get over that. I'm really friendly and loving. I have such a soft, plush fur coat. Seal point fur is my favorite outfit! Foster mom is trying to figure out what my litterbox preferences are so that I can be faithful in going there. She says to tell you that she's working on it! Check out my pics and video and ask about me!
Name:   Gracie
ID#: VA10010
Location:  Virginia
Sex: female
Current Age: 11 Yrs
Declawed: 2paw
Points: Seal
DateIn: 05/09/14
Adopted: 10/27/14
Congrats: Dawn
Foster: Rinn

This cat will not tolerate any other cats in the home. A dog may still be a possibility though.Must be Only Cat


Notes from Home
Our sweet girl, Gracie, is doing well. I call her my Princess! She is spoiled with toys, catnip bananas and lots of love. I'm home all day and no matter what I'm doing, she's there to supervise - when it's not nap time. Though she recently lost her brother, Porky, she's adjusted well. (They weren't bonded.) My sense is she's perfectly fine with getting all of the attention and play time now. Her health is good overall and there were no significant issues at her June 2019 check up. She did need a few teeth extracted, but healed up beautifully. Occasionally, she has a bout with constipation, which leads to discomfort in the litter box and inappropriate eliminating. She's on a daily dose of Miralax plus Lactulose and subcutaneous fluids, as needed. We've got a system and keep litter boxes available and furniture protected where she tends to mess. It's easy enough to accommodate her needs. Given some of the body language she displays, I'd gather prior owners were less understanding. I must say, she does NOT like going to the vet and it sets her anxiety off the charts. I asked the vet about medicating Gracie to keep her more comfortable and we agreed it would be best if I dose her with Gabapentin in advance of her appointments. Thus far, that has proven quite successful. Overall, our baby girl is a love! We're blessed to have her and she's quite content being spoiled.
(Last update: Aug 15th, 2019 3am)

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Name:   Paulie
ID#: VA4677
Location:  Maryland
Sex: male
Current Age: 15 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Blue
Date In: 12/26/06
Adopted: 02/19/07
Deceased: 08/01/19
Congrats: Dawn
Foster: Joyce

Foster Notes

Foster Meowm says that I'm just a big teddybear of a meezer. Yeesh, I'm a cat - not some kind of bear ! She says if you're looking for a laid-back, easy-going cat who gets along with everybody (male & female, young and old), then I'm your guy. Just look deeply into these big baby blues and tell me how you can resist ....

Go ahead and ask and Foster Meowm will be happy to tell you what an absolutely great guy I am ! Oh yes, I've asked Aunt Siri to put it in my adoption contract that whoever adopts me has to keep me supplied with bananas - catnip bananas !!

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Notes from Home
Unfortunately, I have a sad update. Porky had kidney disease the last 3 years and we made the decision to euthanize him last week - 8/10/19. We kept him as comfortable as possible and used an in home service, Final Journey LLC in Connecticut. The vet and her assistant were amazing; kind, compassionate and gentle both with us and Porky. Both were surprised at his condition; how beautiful his coat still looked and how long he lived with the disease. Sadly, we knew he was suffering and unable to maintain a reasonable weight. The vet supported our humane decision and sensed it was made with the utmost love and compassion. He deserved nothing less.

Porky got to eat all of the grilled pork tenderloin he wanted the day before and the morning of his passing. He had lots of treats, lots of pets and lots of love in the previous days. Although we were not looking forward to the day we would lose him, it was peaceful - breezy, sunny, warm and clear skies. He was able to nap in the sun in his favorite place on our breezeway with the windows open and occasionally sniffing at the air. I was able to hold him while my husband pet his head and gave him chin rubs while we both told him how much we loved him and assured him he was okay. He was our gentle giant and our lives are better for having been able to love and care for him every day of his 12 years with us. We know our boy is still around us in spirit and are grateful for being chosen as his mom and dad. It was our honor to help him cross the rainbow bridge and be free from pain and free once again to run and play like a kitten.

I'm incredibly grateful for SCRC uniting us with Porky and his sister, Gracie. Moving forward, we hope to adopt from SCRC again in the very near future. Thank you to everyone that helped in the adoption process.

(Last update: Aug 15th, 2019 2am)

Very Siamese boy who is very outgoing and confident. Does not get along with any other cats and no dogs. He is starting to show some interest in another male foster and kittens.
Playful but not wild and crazy and likes catnip.
He is also very sweet and loving and much better about showing affection.
Needs adopter who has cat experience and will let Maow become a buddy.
Name: Chester

(FKA Maow-Maow)

ID#: VA12643
Location:  South Carolina
Sex: male
Current Age: 7 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Blue
DateIn: 06/05/18
Adopted: 08/11/18
Congrats: Hanna
Foster: Kay

This cat is not suitable for children under the age of 5 (ie 5 and over is OK). This is typically a cat that is shy and a child might scare it, or one that has a potential to bite or play too hardNot with kids under 5
This cat is either scared or, or has had bad experiences with dogs.Not with Dogs


Notes from Home
Chester and I are celebrating 1 year together with a kitty cake, toys, and lots of snuggles. This year was hard for me, but Chester made the good days great and the bad days better. I hope knows that so many people worked hard to bring us together and that he's very loved.

Chester has made my life so much better. I like to think I've made his life better too, but he thinks I'm too much of a stickler when it comes to wet food. He loves laying on the dining room chair across from me while I work, chasing the laser pointer, and looking at squirrels out the window. He's still learning his name and how to snuggle, but he's making great progress :) I'm so grateful for the Siamese Rescue for helping me find my best friend.

(Last update: Aug 11th, 2019 7pm)

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Name:   Clayton
ID#: VA1855
Location:  Ohio
Sex: male
Current Age: 13 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Snowshoe
Date In: 12/16/02
Adopted: 01/25/03
Deceased: 01/01/16
Congrats: Stephanie
Foster: Kelly

Hi, I'm Clayton. I am a snowshoe Siamese. Foster mom says I am so sugary sweet I'll give you cavities. She also says I am the cutest little fella she's ever seen. And she's seen lots of cats! I was brought to the vet as a stray and now I am looking for a wonderful family to spend my life with. I am very easygoing and get along with other cats, dogs and even kids. I have perfect litterbox habits and use a scratching post very well. My hobbies are shadowing people, cuddling and playing. I love to play with other cats, by myself or with people. If you have room in your life for a wonderful guy like me just ask. I'd love to go home with you. Foster: Kelly. Congrats Bill & Steph in MD!

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Notes from Home
Pippin (aka Clayton) crossed the rainbow bridge in December 2015. He had kidney failure, was blind, and had started to have daily seizures. He was a wonderful snuggly cat and happy to the end.
(Last update: Aug 11th, 2019 4pm)

I have known Yahtzee all my life so we might make a great pair. Check back for more information. I was just spayed 1/17, so a tad under the weather, but not enough to keep me from getting up high which is a great height for getting pets.

Off evaluation date pushed back a couple days so my true colors can show as my tummy is less sore.
Name:   Zoodle
ID#: VA12896
Location:  North Carolina
Sex: female
Current Age: 5 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Snowshoe
DateIn: 01/19/19
Adopted: 02/02/19
Congrats: Katherine
Foster: Julie


Notes from Home
morning and night. It is very very sweet. Zoodle is less into laps, but loves to roll over and get tummy rubs. They seems to really come out for the kids bed times too. She jump on the beds and rolls and meows and get some pats in the mix!
(Last update: Aug 7th, 2019 12pm)

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Name:   Ivy
ID#: VA3554
Location:  Maryland
Sex: female
Current Age: 13 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Seal
Date In: 07/24/05
Adopted: 08/14/05
Deceased: 03/09/19
Congrats: Patti
Foster: Sonja

This cat is not suitable for children under the age of 5 (ie 5 and over is OK). This is typically a cat that is shy and a child might scare it, or one that has a potential to bite or play too hardNot with kids under 5
This cat is either scared or, or has had bad experiences with dogs.Not with Dogs
Just got here so foster Meowmy doesn't know too much about me yet, but she does know I am beautiful! I am a bit on the shy side, but once I warm up to you, I purr away. I love to play with my furry toy mouse and my brother Ian. We would like to go home together. So if anyone is interested in an adorable pair of Meezers, they should definitely ask about us! And foster Mom will let you know more about us as she ges to know us.
Purrs - Ivy

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Notes from Home
Sabasa Ivy died on March 9th 2019 after a long illness 😢 (She had megacolon surgery 5 years ago). She is survived by Fueguito Gerald, who is 3 years old now but still is very playful. I would like to adopt a young female Siamese who is good with other cats because I think Fueguito would greatly benefit from having a playmate - he spends so much time alone during the week while I’m at work.
(Last update: Aug 4th, 2019 5pm)

I am a bit shy but really want to make new friends. I like pets especially on my lower back, my butt goes right in the air. I like other cats and really want an outgoing, playful and friendly kitty in my new home.

I need a human that will be patient and gentle with me because I am still learning all about indoor living. So if you are a DIY kind of person and would not mind a furry little project, then what are you waiting for ....

Inquire about me!
Name: Zuko

(FKA Reed)

ID#: VA13023
Location:  Maryland
Sex: male
Current Age: 4 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Seal
DateIn: 07/04/19
Adopted: 07/27/19
Congrats: Elana
Foster: Chelsea


Notes from Home
Reed is a precious little kitty. He is less shy than his sister and very curious about everything around him. He’s easy to approach with no problem and enjoys being pet. He purrs a lot! He still squirms a bit when held but we will keep working on it. He enjoys pouncing on his sister but she’s not always in the mood to play with him. She likes to give him baths but he doesn’t seem thrilled ha. He enjoys playing with the toys that stay on the ground and he loves the rainbow ball. He’s hit it under the door to their room many times and we toss it back playing with him. The other night we caught them both peering under the door (it’s higher off the ground than average because it’s an old house). They are getting curious about the world beyond the door. It was so adorable. We just kept tossing toys back to them under the door for a while. We don’t really have any concerns yet. I think they are doing well for the first week and we hope in the next couple that they will be less timid to approach and be more comfortable with us being around. We do spend several hours playing with them or just being in the room with them.
(Last update: Aug 2nd, 2019 7am)

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Name: Terrwyn

(FKA Winston)

ID#: VA12513
Location:  North Carolina
Sex: male
Current Age: 12 Yrs
Declawed: no
Points: Blue
Date In: 02/05/18
Adopted: 06/23/18
Congrats: Diana
Foster: Nancy

This cat is not suitable for children under the age of 5 (ie 5 and over is OK). This is typically a cat that is shy and a child might scare it, or one that has a potential to bite or play too hardNot with kids under 5
Returned to the Rescue after my dad became sick, I have lived with him since kittenhood and have been used to a very quiet one on one household. I'm taken aback by the changes and defensively afraid of everything that's happening, so right now I'm a no touch kitty. I do make small kitty blinks though so we're all hoping that given my age it might not be too late to learn about other cats and love and attention and that I can find a home to settle into. It would have to be a quieter home without any bully cats and someone who understands a true Rescue!

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Notes from Home
1ST night in his forever home.

Winston soon to be known as Terrwyn, meaning brave in Welsh, remained buried in his tent the two hours I stayed with him. I fell asleep. I took the cap off of his carrier to get a better look at him and to make sure he didn't soil himself. I took advantage of the opening at the rear where he couldn't see me and stroked his back. He didn't move. He would watch me as I moved about the room making sure everything was in order. I left him alone and managed to get through the gauntlet of curiosity seekers camped outside the door. When I checked on him almost five hour later I found him sitting in the window. What a beautiful kitty!!! I told him so and he winked at me. I moved closer to him and spoke to him some more and told him his new name and he winked at me. I could tell that he was nervous. I could see he was shaking. I was wearing my welcome out so wished him a good night and he winked at me again. Three winks and sitting in the window. I guess that's real good for his first night.


Terrwyn finally ate something. He has dry food available at all times but it is hard to tell if he eats it. This morning when I went to check on him I discovered that he had eaten all of his can food. I had only given him a half a can of Fancy feast because he didn't touch the stuff I gave him the other evening. So he is eating and litter boxing. Whenever I check on him I find him in a different hiding place. Saturday he stayed in his tent until I found him sitting in the window. Sunday he stayed under the desk behind the chair fort I had made for him. When I went to bed I found him under the table where the printer sits. I had made a little fort for him there too. This morning I found him in the chair for behind the little pet bed . I petted him through the sheet until he moved. I didn't want where my welcome out. I get winks from him when I talk to him. I am glad he's eating. I was beginning to worry. He is such a handsome kitty. He deserves so much love. This is an update. Going good thus far,

27 June...

Remember me? I'm Winston, I mean Terrwyn,. Who ever heard of such a name? This human who tells me that she loves me and feeds me and scoops my litter box every day claims to be my meowmy. Is that different from foster? She even says that this place is forever? Is that true, because I'm just not believing it, just not gonna. I spend my days in a room with really soft, thick carpet. It is nice, the carpet. As to the room, I don't know. I tried a couple of different hiding places but the human finds me every time. She looks at me, talks to me, and sometimes she touches.me. What does this human not understand about not touching the kitty? Seriously, I'm a no touch kitty. DO NOT TOUCH! I let this human know that I did not and do not approve by hissing at her tonight. She then proceeded to talk to me and even sang me a song. Amazing Terrwyn a kitty so sweet, yaddah, yaddah, yaddah.... It was kind of flattering so I winked at her... My favorite hiding place remains under the towel hanging from the shelf of an old end table. It's in one corner of the room. I feel safe there, even when it shakes and makes weird noises. I guess it's not bad here; I'm just not ready to buy into it yet. I guess I'm stuck with this human too. Oh well, such is life. Do you think this human is telling me the truth when she says I'm a pretty boy?

June 29, 2018

OMG! I got to pet Terrwyn for 10 minutes off and on tonight. He had changed his hiding place. The sheet draped over the chair where he was hiding was falling off and gave me access to him. I took advantage and stroked his hind quarters. He didn't protest so I kept petting him, eventually I made my way up to the back of his head. He didn't protest. No hissing, no aggression. No quivering that I could detect. I just gently petted him as I spoke softly to him. He winked a lot too, especially when I told him he was a pretty boy.


Two weeks have gone by, really? Not much has changed. Meowmy caught me in the other window the other night. She stayed and talked to me, and sang again. It wasn't bad I guess. I've met all the other kitties. They come in check out my food, water, toys and windows, then they make their way over to where I am, under the end table with the printer which makes noise from time to time. They come over and look at me and then go about their business. I guess they find me boring. They really like meowmy, who touched me again by the way, as they rub on her legs and even prop themselves up on her legs to get petted. Sometimes they stay for a while and sometimes they leave when meowmy leaves. This morning she found me in a new place. I tried out the other tent bed. She was happy I was in a new place. She leaves the door open during the day now. The other cats come and go, but mostly I think they hang our wherever meowmy is. Maybe some day I will leave this room and let meowmy touch and pet me. All I can say is that I am being me. Wink, wink, wink, wink...

A note from Meowmy:

On Sunday evening late just before I went to bed I checked on Terrwyn as I usually do. I found him in the window again. This time he was in the window behind the desk. It was the perfect opportunity for me to get real close to him. And I did. I was able to pet him at length, from head to toe. I was even able to scratch under his chin. He seemed to relax and enjoy the attention. I think he purred too. Progress, right? Also I think I heard him cry for the first time. All the other kitties were with me and not making a sound so it had to be him. I have been leaving the door open during the day so that kitties can visit Terrwyn. They have all met him. They pretty much leave him alone as he prefers to stay under the table with the printer on it. They have stolen three of "his" toys. There has been no hissing during these encounters and they have shown no aggression toward Terrwyn. As a matter of fact each time they do have an encounter with Terrwyn they look up at me as if they are asking "what's his problem?" All is as well as expected. Terrwyn is such a beautiful kitty. I will try to get more pics of him. The cat tree arrives today so maybe that will coax him out from under the table more often.

A Terrwyn newsflash!

Terrwyn the Brave has left his room to go exploring! This afternoon I went to check on him because now that the door is open the other kitties have decided that they like Terrwyn's dry food. It's different from what they usually get fed (I guess I will have to add that brand to the grocery list for the kitties). I just wanted to make sure Terrwyn had all his needs met. He does seem a little thin in the rump and I don't want him fasting because he's a scaredy-cat. To my amazement Terrwyn was no where to be found in the room. I almost had to issue a missing scaredy-car alert for the fuzzy blue boy. Three hours later I found him hiding in my closet behind the tub of quilts. He wasn't too happy I found him, but he returned directly to his favorite hiding place under the table with the printer. Kitty found; no worries. I wonder if will let me pet him again tonight after his exciting ordeal?


Well, some of you might think I'm getting bolder, braver, whatever. Last night, meowmy, the human, left the door to my sanctuary open. The resident kitties were free to come and go, as was I. I took advantage, and slunk and sneaked about the first floor. The human was asleep on the couch. The AC has been on the fritz so the human sleeps downstairs. Every window in the house is open. It cools down at night. My room has two windows and I like to get up in them and look out, even at night. The human keeps catching me in one or the other. Anyhoo, back to my tale. I explored and found food bowls and litter boxes, but before I knew it the dawn broke and it was time for me to find a place to hide. I found a good one. It may be the only place available as the kitchen cabinets have anticat devices on them. I spent the whole day there. I could hear the human calling my name, Terrwyn, Terrwyn, where are you kitty? Well, she found me hidden behind the dryer. "That's no place for a kitty, not even a scaredy-cat." I heard her say and before I knew what was what I was being assaulted by a broom handle. She tapped me on my butt lightly. The indignity of it all. I shot out of there like a bullet. I put my breaks on and skidded across the floor when I realized I caught the attention of other kitties. Then I was off again to my safe place. The human followed me. She found me on the book shelf by the window. I like it there. She spoke soothing words and petted me and scratched my head and told me again that she loves me. It was nice. She put some food down and closed the door and all is good again. And I almost forgot to tell y'all that yesterday two of the resident kitties caught me in the window behind the desk and jumped up on the desk. They sniffed me and then each one licked my head. Is that normal cat behavior? Also, the human, meowmy, calls me nick names like "chicken," "Grumpy Gus," "Sour Puss." and "Mr. Blue". Is she making fun of me or is it just of that "love" she talks about?" Anyone know?


It´s been a month or so. At least that´s what the email said. And I am afraid that I have to admit that it hasn't been all bad, actually it's been quite good. The human cares for me, not ready to call her meowmy just yet but on occasion I do,... You know she feeds and waters me, scoops my poop, and even pets me and scratches me under my chin. In a month, we have only had one bad moment. She was petting me one evening and suddenly I swatted her. I swatted her pretty hard because I drew blood. She sternly told me that I was a bad kitty and that I shouldn't do that. She at first thought that maybe I was hurting and that why i swatted her. I'm not hurting and don't have bad teeth, like she thought. What happened was she got really close to me and there was a noise and I got scared and wham! Meowmy figured it when the very next day I looked like I was going to swat her again while she was petting me. There were noises and I was scared. She forgave me right away that night for breaking her skin. Humans are a bit fragile. Anyway, she knows it's okay to pet me with a signal. She puts her hand near me and I give her a headbutt and then pets me. It feels good. I even purr sometimes. After I eat most of my canned food, she opens the door and will explore the house sort of. She finds me in the morning behind the dryer. She taps on the dryer and i am outta there. I run through the house and back to my safe place. The other kitties don't bother me. They don't even chase me when I run. But they are trying to make friends with me. I guess you can say everyone is letting me be me. A cat can't complain about that. Life is good, and I think it's even better than I could have imagined. You did good with my placement Siamese Rescue! This human is a keeper.


Well, my human took Yazhi and Lady Gytha to the vet this past week. She also took my info. She was told that I would have to go to the vet in March. My human now has six months to get me to get over myself. Apparently this vet used to do house calls but because so many weren't successful the vet stopped the practice. So, my human has six months to work a miracle. Time will tell.

My human keeps me shut up in my room while she is at school. That way I have food, water, and a litter box. Usually I have a kitty buddy with me. Oddly, just about every day my human goes away, at least one of the other cats volunteers to spend the day with me. I've really gotten to know Irving and Lady Gytha.

I've changed my habits just a little. I used to spend all my time under the printer table, but now I come out and sleep in this comfy kitty bed. My human will come in when she sees me there and pet me. It feels so good when she does.

On the weekends, she lets me go wherever I want. I usually hide in my human's closet. She can pet there now., but if she startles me I will hiss at her. She will then show me the back of her hand and if I headbutt it she pets me. We communicate well. She's hopeful I will give up my scaredy-cat ways, I'm working on it.



Well, I have a small piece of news. My human lets me out when she's home in the evening. I go exploring. Sometimes I go down the stairs but if there is a noise, back up i go. When I can stay out all night, I will hide behind the dryer. My human does not approve. But the other night, I decided it was time to explore my human's room. I usually just hide in the closet until she chases me out at bedtime. Last night, my human came up to check on me and feed me and found me relaxing on the bed. She got excited and turned on the lights and grabbed the camera. I got spooked and before the camera's shutter could open and close and the flash flash I had teleported to my safe place. I think I thought she was upset, but she followed me to my place and told me I was a good kitty and that is was alright. Maybe I will try out the bed again. It wasn't too soft; it wasn't too hard; it was just right for napping. My human has taken lots of pictures of me, but she says I'm not very photogenic. I'm not sure what that means, but she mumbles "Grumpy Cat" whenever she reviews the pictures. Who is "Grumpy Cat".? Look for the new pictures when she can get them off the camera or the phone. I hope all of at Siamese Rescue approve of my progress though it might seem to be just a little. Small steps, right?



This is a Terrwyn Newsflash

This long weekend is a weekend for firsts for the kitty with Pantophobia. For those who don't know what that is, it is the fear of everything. And it describes poor little Terrwyn to a T. However, this Labor Day Weekend has turned into a weekend of Terrwyn firsts. This weekend, since I would be home, I decided I would leave his door open to see if he would leave his room and observe where he would go. Friday night, Terrwyn came down stairs but I noticed and said "Hey there, brave boy, where are you going?' Apparently I shouldn't have said a word because he stopped dead in his tracks. gave me a dirty look, and raced right back up to his safe place. He hasn't been downstairs since the beginning of August. On Saturday, I found him again on my bed, napping. But turning on the light spooked him and he was back in his safe place lightning fast. Sunday, I opened his door wide to walk through, it was merely ajar, and found him sitting on the desk next to Yazhi who was curled up in the boxtop on the filing cabinet. I think he likes the ladies. Gytha spends just about every day with him while I am at school and he may be a little sweet on Yazhi. I will have to keep my eye on that. Finn thinks Yazhi is his girl. They spend lots of time together too. I hope I don't have a love triangle developing. Monday afternoon, I went to check on him, and this time I found him sitting pretty in the boxtop, but fumbling with the camera spooked him and back to his safe place he went. Tonight, just minutes ago, I found him on my bed in the pile of fresh laundry. Turning on the light spooked him and he was back in his safe place. I am beginning to think that there is a kitty cat trying to get out. Maybe there is a cure for pantophobia. I wonder what he will do tomorrow? I think I will leave his door ajar, so he can come and go if he wants. Let you all know what happens. Tomorrow is a school day.

Mama Cat


Another note from Mama Cat about Terrwyn

Terrwyn has been very skiddish this past week. I don't know why. He's been hard to approach, but once I do I am able to pet him. Sometimes it seems that every baby step forward we take about a half dozen big ones back. Anyway, he has been taking advantage of his freedom to explore at least my bedroom, especially since he discovered the bed last week or so. I keep finding him there as long as there is a pile of something on it. The mini mountains of blankets or clothes make the little scaredy-cat feel safe. Tonight I found him on the bed again behind a pile of fresh laundry waiting to be folded. This time before Scotty beamed him back to his safe place I was able to pet him. He was a little hesitant at first. I guess that's another small step for him. I just hope he doesn't take the requisite half dozen steps backwards. Just thought I would share his progress no matter how insignificant. I do believe there is a "normal" kitty that wants to come out. .


Muhahahahahaha! I'm bad. And I'm a Grinch. I'm a humbug, and despite all of this, my pet mom always declares that she loves me no matter what. For that she's a keeper and because she let's me be me, untouchable, That's right I am still my untouchable self, the same untouchable cat I was before I took that long car trip. I really can't complain. I get good food, clean litter box, and space to be me. I have moved out the so-called safe room. I only go there to eat and poop. I prefer my pet mom's room and her bed to be specific, It is so comfortable and so soft. Perfect sleeping quarters for a cat that deserves to be pampered. I am such a cat. I especially love it on laundry days because the human dumps the clean laundry all over the bed and makes mountains for me to hide behind. She getting sneaky though. She steps softly coming up the stairs and sometimes I don't know she's on the second floor until she's in the room. At which point I quickly leave my throne. She is always disappointed when I do this. Sometimes she'll come up and sit at the top of the stairs and talk to me. I just wink, and wink, and wink, and wink. Just the other day I allowed her to pet me some. It seemed like a really long time. I have to give her a carrot every now and then. I get along with all the cats. Gytha and Jacques spend a lot of time with me on my throne. It's big enough for all of us. I even participated with the other kitties in helping the human to recover from illness. She took to her sick bed this weekend and we all gathered on the bed with her. She calls it kitty medicine. Claims it works better than the meds the docs give. Speaking of docs, the vet said that I will need to see her sometime in the new year. Since I am untouchable, she has suggested drugging me. Pet mom doesn't like that idea right now. She says she does not know how that is supposed to help me trust her. I'm with her on that. She does wonder if anyone has suggestions on how to get me to the vet. I'm untouchable and therefore should be excused from vetting. That's my opinion and I'm sticking to it. Merry holidays and blessed year to come, from Terrwyn, the handsome, spooky chicken brat of a cat. Aka THE LILAC GRINCH!!!!!!! Pet mom is having trouble getting pictures of my good side, but she's sneaky and determined and when she does, she will post.


Dear Santa Cat:

All I want for Christmas is to be able to pet Terrwyn. I know he knows I love him in spite of his bad manners. He is untouchable after all. He gets along well with all my kitties. He especially likes Lady Gytha and Jacques. They will often spend the lazy parts of the day with him on my bed. I think he thinks it is his throne. Saturday afternoon, he joined the other kitties as they tended to me as I haven't been feeling well for many days, and last night, he joined me on the couch for a late, late movie, but he was far out of reach for a pet. I know there is a kitty just waiting to come out. It's been six months since I brought him home. Surely enough time has passed for him to be just a little less afraid of the world. Santa Cat, if you could just soften that Lilac Grinch's heart just a wee bit, I would be the happiest pet mom around. Merry Christmas to all at Siamese Rescue and may the new year be filled with purrs, chirps, and biscuits.

Terrwyn's Pet mom


Mr. Untouchable here, All is well with me. I eat, hide, poop, hide, make an appearance once a week sometimes twice, and let the human pet me, I mean scratch me head, every now and again. I did find a new place to nap recently in a box with kitty size blankets but the human kept trying to take my picture, so I've move on. I'm faster then the camera's shutter speed so the human can't capture me. That fact, however, doesn't stop her from trying though. The human keeps getting reminders from the vet that she would like to see me, but I am still very untouchable so that ain't happening anytime soon. Never again if I have my way. Untouchable means just that. She keeps wondering if anyone has any suggestions as to what she should do as she thinks I need to see the vet at least once a year. I don't think anyone has any ideas what to do so I think I am safe. Believe when I say the human tries. Got to love for that. I have joined my brothers and sister on cold nights with the human on her bed when she's asleep. She a blanket on this box at the foot of the bed and I like to sleep there too. Lady Gytha and I continue to spend lots of time together. Irving greets me whenever we cross paths. He likes to greet us kitties with a kiss. Not sure how I feel about that, and he's so big and fat, it's just scary. Hope everyone at Siamese Rescue found a Valentine. Bye for now, Terrwyn


Hello again, Mr. Untouchable dropping by to say meow. I must say humans are funny creatures. The one I live with is no exception. I think she enjoys spoiling the other kitties here. Toys, food, and clean litter boxes. Everything a cat could want. I got my favorite places, the third floor and the human´s bed,especially when there are freshly laundered clothes on it. The clothes are warm still and smell good. I know the human´s smell and know when she has been somewhere different. I disappear fast when I get a whiff. I don´t like strangers. Speaking of the human, we see each other a lot more these days, but I still don´t let her touch me unless it is an accident or I am feeling generous. The other day I let her scratch my head, but she stopped so I left. Actually I left when she tried to touch me a second time. Another day she came up to the attic to put down some fresh food and clean the litter box, and I wasn't happy about being disturbed, so I charged the door where she was standing and brushed against her leg. The human calls me Turd when I do that. Does that mean she's mad at me or something? I always hear her say Love ya' as a run away. So confused....I guess I am just being me. She also keeps trying to get pictures but I am faster than the camera. Terrwyn AKA Turd.


Terrwyn AKA Turd here to say meow. I am still my untochable self and my human seems to have accepted that fact. I prefer to spend my time in the attic. It's nice there. I've got a soft bed, lots of toys that I don't play with, food, water, a litter box, an open window to look out of, and a few places to hide when I get scared or the human spooks me. Lady Gytha spends a lot of time with me in the attic. She's a nice little kitty. The others come up too. Finnegan is the most frequent visitor. When I am not esconced in my claimed space, you might find me on the human's bed. The wine red bedspread is very royal looking. All the kitties in this house like to sleep there, so I do have to share my throne. The human sees more of me now than in the past. She finds me on her bed all the time. She talks to me from a distance, but when she comes too close, I jump down and hide. I even go down to the main floor late at night. The human is a night owl and likes to watch science and history videos late into the night now that she doesn't have to get up early to go to work. The other kitties are beyond happy because they like it when she's home. I keep my opinions to myself. Recently, I've started to come down and sit on the couch with the human there nearby. I stay for a long time. Sometimes the human talks to me. She always acknowledges me presence though. But if she moves around too much I'm gone. She finds me behind the couch usually and calls me "chicken" or "turd".. She makes to attempt to touch me. I made the human's day today and that is why I am stopping by. She got up really early for a Saturday, fed us, and then went back to bed. Very unusual behavior for the human. I joined my compadres on the bed, too, while the human was sleeping. Lady Gytha woke her up and I stayed in my corner. She saw me and talked to me. She got a very good look at me in the light. She told me I was a very handsome kitty. That made my day. I even stayed put when she got up. She didn't try to touch me. I know I owe her a few head scratches but I am no hurry to do that. Anyway, I surprsied her. Aren't you all proud of me?

Have I told you how I got me new nick name? I really don't like it; I already have so many. And the other kitties laugh at me when the human calls me it. My latest nick name is Turd. Here's the story. The human has to climb two flights of stairs to feed and water me and clean my litter box. Sometimes her timing is just really bad. Several times she arrived on scene to do her thing while I was having a private moment. Each time she scared the proverbial poo out me, literally. I mean to say I was in the litter box trying to do my business, when her arrival spooked me and I bolted from the litter box before finishing. Each time it happened I left behind little bits of poo along my escape route. The human was not happy about the clean up, and I got a new nick name. Well, that's how I became "Turd" Is it fair to call me that? The human even jokingly said that she would try to get Siamese Rescue to change my name from Terrwyn to Turd. Do you think she will try? Would Siamese Rescue even consider such a name appropriate for one of their kitties? Oh, I am in a quandary. Signing off as Terrwyn...

Momma Cat here with a Terrwyn update. Ch-cha-changes seem to be underway. School is out for summer and all the kitties are clamouring for attention. I typically celebrate the end of the school year by doing my Spring cleaning. It can take anywhere from a one week to three, depending on how I feel, School has been out for almost two weeks and I am just now getting started with the task. I decided finally to start with the attic office, where Terrwyn spends most of his time. To clean it I removed the food and water bowls. Litter box still there though. I had noticed that ole grumpy Gus will come down to the habitable areas on the main floor to eat and litter box on occasion. I thought maybe I should try it for a longer period and see what happens. Well, I see the "Turd" now with greater frequency. In other words, "the ghost" actually has presence. Who knew? He now perfers the second deck of this ship, either on my bed, his throne, or in the window in the room I call the library because it is full of books. I spy him in there and shut door, watch him run to his former safe place under the printer table and then I pet him. He still remembers our little signal that it is okay to touch. I hold out hand palm side down. I just let it hang there limpy like and he headbutts it. I can then pet him and scratch him. Sounds like some minor progress, right? Well, yesterday I kept finding him in the "library" on the desk, in the window, or in the boxtop kitty bed. I would say hi and he would wink at me, looking pathetically scared to death. So, I decided to walk in and give it the old college try to see if I could pet him. And lo and behold, not once, not twice, but, wow, I lost count, for the whole evening I was able to just walk in and give the lad a pet, stroking him from head to tail and even scratching under his chin. He didn't even hiss at me, which has become his new thing. He sees me, hisses, and runs and hides. All I can say is OMG!!! Spring cleaning is far from finished at this point, but the attic office is done. Maybe the cleaning has also exorcised some of his demons. Methinks I will leave the food and water bowls on the main floor just so the "ghost" materializes with greater frequency while I am on summer break. And whenever possible I will insist on petting him each time I see him in the "library" Maybe, just maybe, I can make these little ch-cha-changes permanent. I still believe there is a kitty under all that fear. Maybe he is starting to come out. OMG!

Momma cat here with Terrwyn update. July is the month of changes, and I mean changes. The "Turd" has moved out of attic and into the library..His new favorite place is an old trunk on which a placed two old seabags. He seems to like to nap there. Every time I find him there I walk in a pet him. Every time. Noises spook him still but he doesn't run away. I also see him more frequently, as he comes down to the ground floor to eat. Once or twice the other cats have tried to get him to play. They chase him as he comes slinking thru the living room to return to his new spot. The cutest chase episode was initiated by Lady Gytha. The gimpy cat ran after him and chased him up the steps. He spends a lot of time in her presence. He definitely does not know what to make of the chase. I noticed him watching the Irving and Yazhi play with spings and mice. Maybe the "Turd" is thinking about that. But that is not all. One day while I was petting him for a long time, I thought I might try to see if I could pick him up. As I got both hand around him to pick him up, I could feel him tense up and start to shake, so I stopped. I've never been able to even try that before. I really need to get him to the vet. Trying, trying, trying. And there's more. Funny story. Recently, I went to the Grotto of Lourdes in Emmittsburg, MD and brought back a small bottle of water. Healing miracles are associated with the water. Anyway, I was petting him and decided to put a few drops on him. He swatted me and left the room in a huff. I found him on the steps to the attic. He gave me evil kitty looks. Today, however, while petting him, I snuck a little peck on the head. Yup, I gave him a kiss. He didn't quite know what to make of it, He didn't run away, and I was able to continue to pet him. Maybe the miracle water chased away some of his demons. Anyway, there have been changes in the year since he found his forever home in my home. Ciao, until next time....

OMG! Breaking news!


Who knew? As I type this he is sitting on the floor in the catnip. Wish I could take a picture to share. He is just sitting there. Even the expression on his face is different. It's late and maybe I have found the twilight zone. Too weird...Back to regular programming...

(Last update: Jul 31st, 2019 1am)

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