MY 1ST CHRISTMAS...



 

My first Christmas ...

With Mummy.

I'm not only one year old or younger still. I'm much older than that.

But this is the first year I have had an adoptive Mummy pamper me over Christmas.

And wow I have been one pampered Arnie!

I've had an advent calender in the run up to Christmas and we have sat and opened the door every day, followed by prayer together.

But Christmas Day was even more special.

At some point Mummy had snuck a stocking filled with parcels under the tree in the far corner of the lounge.

She only pointed them out to me on Christmas morning though.

Mummy had wrapped them up so I could manage to get into them, with an 'easy to access for Arnie corner' which was very useful indeed.

I was going to say handy, but have paws....tehehehe.

On the morning we rose early, as I was meowing loudly in  her ear; for my breakfast. Mummy had got me a special breakfast. Fish with white wine sauce.

 

 

Mummy was kind enough to open the packet for me.

I felt pampered. I licked my bowl clean well there. After I was content that I was well fed I allowed mummy to sit near the tree and have a rest with a small drink before heading out to church; and giving me chance to nap.

Once mummy got back we then had nearly half an hour before company arrived;  of my Grandparents, aunt & my Mummy's Neice, so what does that make her to me?

So before they arrived we stuck on some Christmas music and sang along, yes meow meow meow meeeeoooww; sounds more like it in the room. Anyway we spent that time singing along and also unwrapping our gifts.

Mummy had some lovely gifts from her friends, a mix of books, fluffy socks to keep her toes warm and some hats to keep her head warm also, indoor and outdoor.

And Mummy had got myself a mix of a beaver stuffed with catnip, one springy toy play with someone else (I also got one from a good Doggy Friend of mine and friends of Mummy's), and Mummy also got me an eggizer where I have food put in it and I have to roll it around to  get the food out, ever so much fun. Mummy has said she should of got me the dog sized one though as i'm emptying too quickly. I best watch the waist line too then, as I am feeling heavier within myself when I move around and when I jump up on the bed and sofa. Mummy was telling someone how a previous cat she had was drastically overweight and waddled when walked, she later showed me a photo of this cat. I need be careful I don't become like her. But hey what can I say I'm Garfield, I like my food.....

 

 

 

My Egg-sizer.

I felt such a lucky boy. So pampered and sat there cuddling up to mummy to thank her until company arrived.

Mummy's Neice loves playing with me with my new toys. We had great fun.

The company was good but they were draining for Mummy and I had to staple Mummy down so she wouldn't move and do anything; I always find that funny that if I sit on her she is stuck where she is then. Evil I am, I know. But it for her own good.

That evening we watched a film once company had gone, and Mummy kept dozing off so I had to keep pawing at her and meowing in her ear. I'd then get a sleepy stroke and cuddle before she started drift again.

It was a very early bed time for us both.

We sure can't do that very often!

Well off to bed yet again for some more Zzzz's,w hat can I say, its a tiring life keeping Mummy in check!

 

~Bye

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I'M SO CLEVER

Mummy is so proud of I. 

I am learning everyday. 

Mummy has been training me to do a few simple things but I learnt something all by myself and I shocked her when I showed her the first time.

Ok so setting the scene, Mummy falls asleep often, almost Narcolepsy like & also passes out a lot too due to her POTS (Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome); so I'm left alone a lot beside her on the bed dozing too; or awake playing. 

Well in the times I'm awake & Mummy is not, I have been practicing alerting people should she need help.

How?

Well I have been pawing at her touch screen phone (what Mummy types these blogs up on for me) & sending texts.

So maybe soon I can write my own blogs too.

Mummy was well shocked but also impressed. Wasn't you Mummy?

And the thing Mummy has been training me on, I can also now knock on the front door (to allow mummy to know when I want to come back in). I'm not tall enough to reach the doorbell though so I've had to opt for the knocking option.

This is a great idea on both parties as then I'm not out in the wet and cold for ages waiting yelling hoping Mummy will hear & Mummy doesn't have to keep coming and checking  either.

We have a great set up.

To list all the tasks Mummy has trained me in would be hard to think off the top off my head, but yet when I am doing the tasks I realise it is another thing that she has trained me to do.

Now I just have to learn how to mop the floor, that would be really impressive!

Bye

OPENING DOORS

Hello all we are deep into the Christmas Season and have we spent many of the advent calender dates now.

When Mummy opens it we sit and pray before she gives me my treat from within it.

But the purpose of advent is more than treats according to Mummy, she is teaching me over the month of Christmas.

So I am spending the coldness of December enjoying being educated by Mummy about Advent, Religion, Praying and relaxing.

Look Mummy took a picture so you can see. She thought it was rather comical for some reason.

Have a nice Christmas everyone.

Christmas Wishes from 

Mummy and I.

Bye

IN LOVE

'Dirty stop out' is what Mummy has been calling me lately; I'm just constantly outside. I love it.

My secret as to why?

Well 'we' have a pet squirrel who 'we' have adopted from our fence.

I'm spending a lot of time outside with our pet squirrel. 

Watching him.

Learning his behaviours.

I'm trying to show I can be trustworthy to look after a pet so Mummy will let me keep him long term.

Apparently squirrels can be quite fierce. Well this one seems quite calm and content. But you got to be on guard as they can attack easily.

What does he eat? 

This is what I'm trying to learn. 

So far I think he eats seeds, nuts, buds, fruits. Well most of that he can get outside, but he can give a different range of nuts and Fruits he wouldn't normally get.

When I'm laying on Mummy's bed all cosy I feel bad that our squirrel is out in the cold, especially now the weather is getting so cold.

Do you think Mummy will allow the squirrel to come inside if I look after him?

Enough squirrel talk; mummy actually thinks I have a girlfriend.

A girlfriend?! 

There is a nice a ginger slinky female cat who lives five doors up. Being in a cul-de-sac it doesn't seem that far though & we get to spend a lot of time together.

We both like sitting on the fence together and watching the cars coming through the entrance of the road way late at night.

From my front window I can see her at her front window, so we can always see each other even if our Mummy's won't let us out.

And we both have the same feelings about the big bully of the road, a big black cat. Long haired and fluffy, very big stocky male cat, who always looks very mean; who thinks he owns the road. 

Well my ginger friend and I feel the same about him.

My ginger friend and I connect a lot on things, always noticing the same feelings around things and love.

She has invited me round to hers to eat at her bowl one evening soon; I just need get permission from Mummy first; do you think Mummy will allow me?

Bye

IM A BIG BOY NOW

Mummy is really proud, so much so she has even removed my timer food bowl & allowing me to just go with a big boy food bowl and not go over the top on it.

Mummy is trusting me on this, but with three things in mind we have decided this is the time to try out the change.

- I have settled nicely into my home and know that if I leave my food and go back to it later; it will be there.

- I have been ill with my stomach condition where I went off all food and had to be forced to eat the tiniest bit of food and I have never really come back from that, I only pick now

- I have gone off my food again due to my wounds on my ear and my neck (from my allergic reaction & treatment) so once again only picking

I now have to prove that I won't gobble all the food in one go, so Mummy said we will start slowly just to make sure we don't affect my delicate tummy. We are only going to put in a small amount of food, about what I'd get in one meal time and see how long I manage with that and then if I can show that I can control it then Mummy will up the amount she puts in for me.

This will also help save a fortune on Mummy's shopping bill too

Here we go testing this out, Mummy feels so proud, I feel so proud.

Bye

THE HEALING

Eleven days on, one & and half weeks nearly on; twenty two mealtimes passed but only some touched.

Day one my ear and neck were blood bathed, gooey, painful and with aroma.

Treatment of lotion from vets from day 4 which seems to be working. It's always wet and cold, and a shock to the system but Mummy says it's a must.

The wounds are healing nicely, the blood bathed, gooey, aroma & pain just mere memories now.

I'm still doing odd looney things like squeezing behind units where only cms of space or jumping on the tv unit, these never happened before; let's hope this settles in time.

Improvement has been seems rapidly with the wounds so hopefully with unexpected behaviour too soon.

Hopefully no more vet visits now for a while.

Bye

Ouch, blood and pain!

I am wounded! I have a bleeding ear. The outside of my ear is bleeding where my skin has came away. It's really sore.

Mummy cleaned it with boiled cooled salt water to try clean it and help the healing.

I hope it heals soon as mummy said she will have to do this daily, morning and night. Ouch.

I have been climbing on the to unit, the curtains, also squeezing behind the bed and unit; we think due to the pain that maybe I'm getting a bit looney to put it blunt. 

But I did finally relax.

Now I must try sleep.

Although the this is delayed sending.

Oh and also...

I've been sitting really awkwardly on mummy lately, I want to share a photo of it to show you.

Is it comfortable? Why sit like that? 

Bye

MUMMY IS ILL

Hello all,

A quick writing from myself

I have been feeling off still and so has mummy.

So I have been stopping mummy from doing her writing. She must rest!

Here is me stopping her:

I do believe she won't manage to write much with me like this. I did lay down and go to sleep after mummy took my picture like this.

I like to be of help. I was helping mummy rest.

Bye

VETS AGAIN

I write this a little delayed. 

This is based on the weekend of October 18th Sunday.

I feel so unwell. I've had a terrible night. Who would know that eating a tiny bit of yummy food that mummy dropped on the floor could cause so much pain!

I'm never eating again! Never I tell you!

Ok maybe I shouldn't say that on  the Internet in writing. I love my food; when I'm well.

Mummy called the vet this morning as my tummy is swollen badly, I am restless, I don't sit and cuddle the same instead I will sit on the side and the I will flop as though I can't withhold myself.

I did find overnight that if mummy rubbed my belly gently I was more settled but if mummy stopped then I'd get up and wouldn't settle again.

Which this meant that mummy was awake nearly night with me as I couldn't settle.

We watched a lot of films but the one we liked the best was one called 'Mighty Joe Young' which is from the makers of King Kong. It was really good, it had the huge gorilla in like King Kong, and was set in Africa to start with then went to New York. There were lots of animals involved, so I got to learn all about them as mummy was distracting me from my pain by teaching me about them.

This morning after mummy's carer leaving and when my vets had opened, mummy asked if I wanted to go see my vet Emma, so we decided it was the best idea after mummy talking to a friend too about my condition overnight. I really hope they help.

At the vets they checked me over, asked about what happened, how I had been since, how I had been responding in the last few hours to going in and then decided on treatment plan to making sure that I would survive this illness.

The plan is injection and then ultrasound next couple days if no improvement. Contact daily to see how I am and puréed food. 

Now I've been told to rest up and be gentle on my diet. Puréed food, heated boiled biscuits, no treats and no meat. Boy this is going to be boring bland few weeks; but is needed to make sure I get well again and that I survive this so I can create havoc once again.

I hope to write again soon with a more upbeat positive post of better health

Bye

CRACKING THE CODE

I've managed to work out how to open my automatic food bowl which mummy has got for me.

I can now get my food whenever I want, but this means I won't have a meal for the next time, like breakfast or tea; whichever comes next from the time we at.

I keep pawing it and slide at same time and I manage to crack it open. 

Mummy now hides the bowl from me but how will this work when mummy isn't here and needs to set the bowl so I can have my tea for when she is going to be late home? I will have my tea early in the day as I will be in the room and I can open the bowl.

It's a tasty method of opening the bowl but my belly will be hungry when I don't get fed then on the next meal time.

Bye

MY FIRST VET TRIP

Mummy noticed I have many marks among me.

They don't hurt me but I have bald patches with blood clumps.

I'm not scratching and I'm not upset by them, so they fleas or an aggravate so mummy got me in with the vets.

Mummy's mummy came over that evening to help get us up there as mummy isn't feeling good herself. So we went in the car.

The vet was lovely.

I got checked over. I was so well behaved. And mummy said because of that I could have a special evening meal.

The vet said the marks on me is down to allergic reaction but unsure what but also infection, so I was well behaved and got given two shots, one for infection and one for allergy.

I then have monthly treatment for three months.

It was quite nice in a way as I got to see the vet, Emma, who treated me for my eye and operated on me.

So we are glad we went so we know that I'm safe and all is well. We had a few ideas in our minds and we really wasn't sure what one to agree with, so we needed the vet to confirm it. So now it's confirmed we know for sure.

My first vet trip with mummy is over, and no complaints here. 

Oh I also got a weight check, I'm a stocky fella! I now weigh more. I'm gaining weight as my mummy is losing weight. And yet we need it round the other way. Ive been told to keep an eye on my weight now as mummy has been told to keep an eye on increasing as must happen. What a pair we make!

Bye

NAUGHTINESS ONCE AGAIN

Mummy really is getting fed up of telling me off.

She only got back late last night and we spent time cuddling like I spoke about in last blog ‘first time alone’. And now I'm being naughty again and mummy is telling me off. I'm being sent to my bed constantly, yet I'm that naughty I won't go to bed.

This is not going well at all.

There is one big bear that really gets mummy after some time, and I don't give in; so mummy gets annoyed and tells me off.

Mummy got a lovely runner mat for near the front door in the hallway, and I believe this to mean that it is my scratching may come toy of ‘how much can I scrunch it up into a ball’.

Well mummy isn't impressed with this approach.

Mummy has got me a scratching post too, and I do use it, occasionally. But I just prefer the one in the hall, the mat, which isn't mine. So anyone got any ideas to what mummy can buy to deter me doing this as I keep getting told off and I dislike this and mummy hates doing it but there is a point it gets too and she just won't ignore me doing it anymore to the mat anymore.

I really must learn to behave, and mummy is great at teaching me right and wrong with rewards and fuss when good behaviour but I still don't understand the runner mat approach; so I need some more help please.

Any links would help please.

Please give these to my mummy as my paws make it difficult to order items without ordering hundreds and I think mummy wouldn't be too pleased with that either.

Thank you in advance

Bye

PHOTO SHARE

Hi all, just a quick share of a photo that mummy took. 

I don't feel like writing much for two reasons, I don't have long to write before my access to internet goes and it won't post & also I'm very sleepy as you can see in the picture.

I love mummy's new cushion she has got on her powerchair, it's my favourite spot in the house now; which also means I'm always with mummy.

Back to snoozing now

Bye

FUNNY PHOTO UPDATE

Hello there, so since my mummy came home from hospital I have stuck to her like glue. It's been fun in some ways. And funny in an odd annoying way apparently too.

When her carers come I won't leave her, I'm sitting on her and wanting fuss, so making it very hard for them to help her get dressed. They all laugh but after a while I think they do truly get annoyed; but I just can't leave my mummy.

And then there's when she is she sitting in her powerchair and going round the house. I'm on her. I'm lazy I ride with her now.

But the one I find the best. Mummy does creative writing, and I'm sitting on her book, playing with her pen and generally making it hard with getting my paws in the way too.

It's great fun.

I love having this closeness with mummy.

Bye

MUMMY AT HOSPITAL

MUMMY AT HOSPITAL

Where you gone mummy? Why am I in just one room again, with no fuss and no bed time cuddles? This is so not on.

What did I do wrong?

Please explain to me.

A visitor came round to give me some food, I was more interested in finding out where you had gone. They said you had been admitted to hospital as emergency. Oh mummy I really worry for you. I dislike that we are are apart like this. I have no bed to snuggle up on at night on top of a chest or neck and you have an empty bed too. I see there something majorly wrong there.

Would I be allowed to visit?

The visitor kept telling me they had fed me and then they would fuss me. I was more bothered about my mummy coming home and what the hospital is going to her. 

For me to not eat is unheard of. I do like my food.

But I love my mummy even more.

Mummy and I have such a great bond and I'm sure she must be missing me by now; well I hope so.

I just heard Mummy is coming home. I'm so pleased. It will be great to have her home and we can have cuddles again

We will have to have a great long catch up of what I've done in my room, killing my ferret and dreaming; and Mummy can tell me all about her sexy nurses she came across and what to do in future to prevent her escaping again. Basically hiding the key so she can't go.

Mummy's home!

Fuss time! Meow meow meow meow, mummy I've missed you. Let's cuddle up and chat. 

Mummy smells different but she tells me that Is due to being in hospital the smells there linger on her. She will shower tonight and then I can put my scent on her and she will be my mummy again.

Mummy left me again, but only for the night and left me loads of yummy treats and she is spooling me rotten soon she whispered to me, but her bank won't like it. But I will. Big grin on my face when she told me this.

Mummy is home for good! Mummy spent the day at hospital appointments after the night at her mummy's. So now it's my mummy time to cuddle up on sofa and watch tv together tonight. 

Mummy has spent a long time fussing me and grooming me tonight. I've been putting madly. And I told her sternly she is never to leave me so sharply again to go into hospital. I worried so much. About her, my dinner, when I would be allowed outside again & when I would get to sleep on comfy bed again. Yes I have two comfy beds in my room but I don't use them.

Luckily mummy doesn't have anything planned for the next day so we can spend all day together & after that depending how she feels will be a social group. I'm liking the look of all the fuss tomorrow. Sure need it after all that time alone.

Now mummy never go doing that again! I love you so much.

Bye

ONE EMBARRASSING MUMMY!

My Mummy is going to post this blog post on her blog as a guest blog. I best be careful what I say, hey? We agreed it should be the one blog after her stay away. Well this is it....

One Embarrassing Mummy!

My Mummy knits, she is very clever like that. I sit and watch the needles swaying back and forwards; sometimes when I'm feeling playful I will give one of them a playful knock with my paw.

I'm not sure how Mummy knits, it looks so complicated. I think my paws would get jumbled. What with having four paws. Well that's my excuse anyway.

So I sit and watch Mummy happily knitting away whilst I happily sit on her lap, we’re both content like this. Mummy does struggle sometimes I think. Her co-ordination isn't the best due to her Ehlers Danlos Syndrome so she cannot figure out the usual rhythm of the needles and angle; but Mummy has found a way to make it adaptable to her to situation.

At current she is making a baby blanket. It's got lovely colours & textures involved. Although this did concern me slightly being for a baby, I wondered who she would knit for next?

And yes your thinking same I am.

Now Mummy, let's get this clear. I Arnie, with one eye, stocky build, loudest vocalisation you can find, cannot wear knitted garments in this neighbourhood! What would the neighbours think? I'd be a laughing stock among the other cats. Yes it may keep me warm for the winter and it may look pretty but I am male, and I don't want to be beaten up for wearing a cardigan!

And don't think you can knit me something for when I'm inside only. Yes I know I love my blanket that I left Cats Protection with, my multicoloured dream-blanket as we call it, which was kindly knitted by a volunteer we believe, but; this doesn't mean I need I knitted socks, hats, jacket, sleep suit and all fancy attire.

Although if I can put in a request, could I have a knitted multicoloured dream-blanket for my other chair; so they match of course!

So you don't need to source any patterns out for the blanket as they are super easy, right. Unlike if were doing the jacket:

So moving swiftly on, Mummy has another habit apart from knitting for embarrassment. She keeps finding me and saying I'm stuck when I'm truly not. I'm quite happy just resting or playing at the time, but to Mummy I'm stuck. So she starts going weak at the knees  knowing what is ahead. Not whether I be ok, although yes that is on her mind.

In come the fire men and Mummy is there ‘COOOoorrrr!!!’ And wiping the sweat from her brow and falling into their arms.

Let's just say Mummy has a soft spot for those firemen. I'm surprised she hasn't got me well and truly stuck somewhere just so the man can stay longer; I mustn't give her ideas though. Gosh that would be horrid. I hate being carried down or being pulled out of anywhere by anywhere, when I’m ready I will come!

I think Mummy’s mind is made up a little similar to this chart but with firemen in her mind at the same time.

Now how many other ways can one’s Mummy embarrass you? I wonder, well I am starting to count a short list on my paws, but will let her off, if she sticks to agreement on her knit; and I get a secret stash of cat nip.

Sssssshhhhhhh. Don't tell anyone, one the knitted blanket or the cat nip. I do go crazy for the stuff.

Bye.

(Disclaimer I used photos off the internet, not of myself as I haven't been in these situations with the knitting etc and hope not to be)

FIRST BREAK ALONE

I was very good, I welcomed my carer with massive hello and wanting fuss. We had a lovely time, so I think. Apparently she has fell in love with me so I think done well there.

I also pleased mummy that I went in my litter tray the whole time she was away, despite the second day, no one came to empty it for me so meant I had to go again when already been used. I think impressed mummy with this one.

And I hadn't destroyed the room so that's a bonus in my favour. Mummy doesn't trust me yet with the run of the house when she isn't here, but that will make more sense as the blog progresses as to why.

So for now mummy and I are having cuddles as a ‘welcome back’ and ‘I have missed you’, so…

Bye

THE NEXT PART

THE NEXT PART

Mummy told me off bad today. Today's post isn't a good one. I was naughty I must admit. But I'm so adorable I can get away with it. 

I was going nuts, having a mad day where running riot, climbing the curtains, scraping the rugs up, scratching the furniture, jumping up on the TV, jumping on the kitchen work tops, and being a general nuisance; whilst Mummy was trying to rest.

I think that's what really done it.

In the end Mummy opened the door put me outside and closed the door, she normally leaves the door open so I can come and go as I please.

I knew I had done wrong.

Please Mummy.

I don't know what's got into me today but I don't mean too. Honest. And you know you will adore me tonight when we snuggle up again.

I'll burn this off now outside whilst meowing madly at you to let me back in.

What are you doing in there without me? What am I missing out on?

Oh I wanted to share a little picture I found which I thought was very true about us cats and our owners. 

Apart from I'm still told off when I'm noticed on worktops:

Bye

MUMMY'S EPISODE

MUMMY'S EPISODE

Mummy has a bad episode of one of her conditions tonight(11/09/2015). She has Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome; she needed salt so was licking crisps. She dropped some and I took advantage of this, they were yummy, I wi have to be careful I don't get a fat tummy keep sneakily pinching food like this. 

I'm very loyal to my mummy and always beside her side but even more so when she is ill. I am glued to her. On top of her, can't be close enough with my one eye keeping a check on her. My whiskers nearly touching her face and my body on her chest to feel her rhythm. 

I think she finds it a comfort that closeness but she does sometimes say that I'm too heavy; especially when she having her POTS attack when her symptoms would prevent her wanting anything on her.

Bye

FIRST DAY OUT

FIRDT DAY OUT 

8th sept

My first day I'm allowed out of home.

Mummy opened the door and called me. We were both nervous about how to do this. She went in the garden with me and we had a look around the garden and every now and again mummy gave me a few treats for me doing so well.

Once we had done fence to fence of the main back garden where I will be we went back in and mummy gave me a few more treats, before my breakfast.

Mummy done this before breakfast apparently so I wouldn't run off as I would be hungry and come back when called for my breakfast. Well I do love food so I definitely would.

So we are done the same throughout the day just a couple minutes at a time in the garden and a couple small treats then back in. Then we are building up the time allowance.

It doesn't help that there is building work going on just behind my home so I'm a bit nervous & what if a brick or a roof falls on my head, ouch!

I then went a bit crazy with the door being left open and decided I'd leg it. I hopped over the fence and Into the neighbours garden. I was gone some hours and mummy was worrying badly. She was about to call the cat police to search for me. Mummy had tried everything from shaking my favourite food, offering sausages, play toys, cuddle time, my favourite blanket, falling asleep (I normally then cuddle up to her and shock her when she wakes up) and loads more. Oh I do feel bad now; but my adventure was so exciting it kept me inticed and unaware of the time.

Today when I went out, 14th sept, I had a fight with another cat. I'm not sure who started it but everyone in our cul-de-sac heard us. You have to keep the neighbours informed.

Bye

THE NEXT WEEK OR SO

The next week or so.

I am very happy with my Mummy and I think she is with me too.

Mummy has stayed in touch with Cats Protection for me and has asked about any conditions that I may have, as she has noticed I sit oddly, walk with my hips swinging outwards and a few other bits apparently. We have spoke about this, especially after I had a bad tummy and my eye not recovering well.

But Mummy said she loves me for being me, for being unique, for being Arnie.

We think I have a condition which Mummy actually has, Ehlers Danlos Syndrome (EDS), they do say that owners and me (I'm not really a cat you know) do be alike in many ways like this.

Anyway Mummy asked Cats Protection and they checked my joints whilst I was there but said it is possible and to keep an eye on things, oh boy that's funny an eye, I only have one eye.

Well we are planning on to contact PDSA or a local vet to make sure I get regular ongoing vet care especially for my eye until it is well healed to reduce risk of any further problems.

I sleep with my Mummy, I love that set up. In her room. First few nights was in room by myself but then we felt we would like to sleep in same room, so Mummy moved my bed into her room and left access to my litter tray.

I love cuddling up to Mummy during the day on the sofa too though. Very much a lap Arnie.

And I do like being brushed too. 

Food wise, well who doesn't like their food?! I'm a Hoover. I eat like a horse apparently! I do like my food. It's so yummy and I look forward to Mummy giving me food, she is very good at giving me food around similar times so I know roughly when to expect it. 

Visitors, so far I have met her parents and I am ok with both of them. I'm not so close as with my Mummy and will stick close by to her always. 

I also met my Mummy's Uncle, he came and stayed with me one day, he's nice, and funny.

My future plans. To meet Mummy's friends and more of her family and to be able to go outside (when my indoor restriction time ends from moving). Also to meet small dogs and other animals. And I want to get a set yes or no on EDS to be sure.

I love my new home. I'm settling in so well and I hope I have a happy home here for many years.

I met one of mummy's friends, the first one, she was lovely, I went and said hello and got some fuss. I quickly went back to mummy nearby though. They spoke a lot about Church, faith and Religion; I think it might a regular topic that I hear about. I'm ok about that. I say this as mummy has been playing music that is Christian based and singing along to it; in her own way.

We have really been bonding and yet it's only been a week. I'm so pleased with how well I've settled in and how well we have connected despite all of Mummy's appointments.

I have comforted mummy when she has been upset and when I have had a poorly tummy mummy has sat with me and comforted me; so it works both ways.

Lately I've been really feeling quite proud how well in coping with only having one eye. Did I ever mention that? Well I have adapted pretty well I think, it doesn't really bother me. And mummy is well impressed that I have lost something that we all rely on so much and yet I have adapted so well.

Mummy and I had a discussion one night in bed about it, she said how impressed she is that I have adapted so well, despite the challenges I've had since I lost my eye; what with adapting, moving, getting to know mummy & the new home. Well mummy then said as a well done for being so brave, she would buy me a gift. So she got me one; which turned out she got it for free in the end due to a voucher she had. I don't mind this, I'm glad she saved some money.

But mummy keeps saying how I have one eye and cope so well and yet mummy complains about her illnesses yet she has all limbs and all ears and eyes,despite eyesight being reduced dramatically.

Well I think we are a good match to be honest as we can relate and we recognise each other's feelings around this; not that we should compare who is the worst or who copes best.

We have got a really good routine now set up, not for the day times really as mummy's appts are all over the place as they swap and change. But for the evening and night we have a wonderful routine that we both love.

Mummy gives me my meal and I then have a cuddle time with mummy whilst she watches the soaps, during this time I also have a wash. Then whilst mummy is getting ready for bed I will go have a drink and will have a little play before heading to bed together, to cuddle up once again.

It feels odd if we are away from each other, so we have to be cuddled up together. We cannot be on same sofa and on different ends I mean. We have to be touching on each other by a fair amount and I will be rolling over in enjoyment.

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MY STORY

My story.

This is my story. My name is Arnie, I am around Five years old. 

Here is a picture of myself:

Am I not just the sweetest ever? Everyone falls in love with me!

I'm not sure exactly my date of birth as I never had any owners before my ‘now Mummy’, but the date she collected me we are calling my birthday’.

At Cats Protection, who rescued me on 01/08/2015, the vet checked me over and that's how they came up with Five years old; from my quality of skin, fur, teeth, gums, claws and eyes.

Cats Protection came to my rescue after I was spotted after a suspected RTA and I severely injured. My hips, tailbone and left eye were all affected. But luckily with treatment most healed well alone. Although my eye didn't. No matter what they did, my eye just wouldn't take to the treatment and kept getting worse. So they consulted vets and others and decided it was best to remove my eye; as it was dying and I could no longer see out of it. My eye was painful, weepy and causing me problems.

I'm glad they decided this option.

So on 14/07/2015 they done the operation to remove my left eye whilst casentrating me; I hope they kept the instruments separate for infection risk!

I think I healed pretty well from it actually and still am. I caught my scab a few days ago though but luckily it had healed enough by then to not be affected and the vet just done another clean up and took my stitch out which made it a lot cleaner finish. In time should look a lot neater finish; so I won't look like a bruiser.

I then spent a few more weeks with my friends who rescued me at Cats Protection and they kept check on my weight, overall health and diet.

They then had a woman come see me who had a walking stick and a feeding tube. I was extra careful around her to not knock her over or knock her stick. I didn't react to her tube either. We had some fuss together and she asked a lot of questions about me. She was very happy and got the worker to mark on my door straight away that I had a home.

I was going home! I had a new Mummy!

A few days later my new Mummy turned up to collect me, after the vet had checked me over once again and gave me the finial clearance that I could go to my Mummy.

When I moved home, I was collected as soon as Cats Protection opened; with a soft carrier with clear windows on the sides. My friends at Cats Protection gave my blanket to my new Mummy for me to take to my new home. I was quite happy about this. Something of mine I could take to know I was safe and have comfort in unfamiliar surroundings.

My blanket is multicoloured and knitted.

In the car I just laid down for the thirty minute journey  so content. We stopped a couple times and Mummy raised me up in my carrier so I could see out the car window. Oh I loved that.

Once we got to my new home Mummy set up my room where I would be, my bowl, litter tray, bed, toys and opened the carrier. She done this whilst I was there so I could see where things were rather than me nervous and not know where the toilet was.

I went and hid behind the washing machine straight away as I was frightened. I'm not sure why as I loved my new home and my new Mummy. After a few hours I decided to seek out and investigate. Mummy was very patient.

The next few days I kept jumping on the worktops and got told ‘no’, I was a bit naughty. But I have learnt now. We have a routine and I have soon Learnt that now.

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