Mancat Monday with TWO Mancats!

Hai ! Today I am going to let my new brothfur tell his story about where he came from and what's happened to him. Whiles he does dat, I's goin to nap .....

Oh hi! I am new to blogging but Molly and Shadow say it's fun so I will give it a try. I don't know how much I will blog but it's worth a try.

The mom lady person adopted me from a place called N.O.A.H - Nemasket Orphaned Animal Haven,Inc. Before N.O.A.H had's me I lived in Leitchfield, Kentucky with the Grayson County Humane Society. Grayson saved my life! (They still has my page up HERE!) I don't care to remember much but this is what they say had happened.

A very nice couple found me living in a feral colony and they noticed how friendly I was. When they brought me to the shelter, I was in pretty rough shape with matted fur, diarrhea, an upper respiratory infection, plus I had some nasty, fat Kentucky ticks stuck on me (I was tested for Lyme Disease, but I'm fine).

Everyone thought I was a girl, but I kept my good humor about that while I was being treated for all this stuff. They also thought I was declawed, but there was actually something wrong with my front feet. After a trip to the vet who took x-rays, it appeared I had two broken ankles that hadn't healed properly, thus the funny walk I had.

Another appointment with an orthopedic vet (did I say that correctly?) who peeked at my x-rays showed I actually had severe arthritis. I'm now on a daily dose of Metacam as part of an anti-inflammatory/pain management plan. But, you know what? I really don't like to think of myself as "special needs." I'm just a special guy, period. People come into the shelter and seek me out to give me "brushes and loves" because I'm such a lover boy.

I'm getting to be kind of famous too because I had my own "thread" on Petfinder (I don't know what that is, but I like the sound of thread!). Now how many kitties can say that, huh?

OK -- here's the bottom line -- my condition isn't curable, so I'll probably always be like this. I don't know what the future holds for me, but I do know that I need a loving home and people that will love me for what I am: a VERY loving cat with a SLIGHT disability. Could that special home be yours? Please watch my video at the link listed above and then tell me you're able to resist my Nowhere Man charms. Purr along with me (OK - humming is fine too): "Nowhere Man -- please listen. You don't know what you're missing. Nowhere Man, the world is at your command." Wouldn't you like me to be part of YOUR world? Purrrrrty please?

They said I said this so it must be true, but really now that I am in my own FUR EVER home, I don't care to recall all of that much! The mom lady person is great to sleep next to and I always sleep wif her at night.

I like to talk a lot. Sometimes when the big man guy gets up from bed, I follow him and wait patiently for him where ever he goes. Now his woofie dog I do not like so much. I have taken to following Shadow and hissing at this woofie whenever possible.

I has not told the mom lady person what my name is yet. She keeps calling me "Big Guy" and the big man calls me "Thumper". I think I'll wait awhile longer to let her know my name. I want to make sure I get to stay in this wonderful place before I let them all know my real name. (I LOVE IT HERE! ) Hows that? Did I do this blogging thing well?