The Untimely Death of Mitchner McGarrulous

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Mitchner on the Rug

I Was Found

It was shortly after the untimely death of Mom’s orange polydactyl cat, Pawscar Awesome, in November 2016. She spotted one of the many Facebook postings for animals needing a home shared by Christine from the vet’s office. This courtesy post described a nine-year-old orange cat whose owner had died, leaving him in need of a home. That was me, Mitchner. The family had decided to keep the other two cats, whom they felt would be harder to place. Mom contacted the shelter that posted the ad and gave them her contact information. The owner’s daughter invited Mom to meet me. I guess Mom passed the test because I came home with her on December 3, 2016, and have become a much-loved part of her feline family. My full name was Mitchner McGarrulous.

 

 

I Was Friendly…Sometimes

Mom added the name McGarrulous because I was VERY talkative. When I first came to Mom’s home, I preferred to abide by myself in the kitchen, enjoying a variety of cat beds. Loneliness did not end up suiting me, though, because for a while I enjoyed joining several of the female felines in the bedroom, only returning to the kitchen briefly to play with my favorite cat toy. After some time, though, I started becoming aggressive toward Jenise. Mom thought I followed the very bad example of Rascal Spatz. To prevent conflicts while she was away, Mom decided I should stay in the kitchen. She did allow me to visit the bedroom in the evening…until I would get restless or nasty. It was probably just as well this way; I had inflammatory bowel disease and probably some food allergies, so I had to be on a special diet.

Mom made up a little ditty about me that she sang often:

Mitchner McGarrulous:

Life with him is perilous

‘Cause he’s got claws!

 

I Departed Too Soon

Shortly after I joined Mom’s feline family, I demonstrated some problems the vet identified as inflammatory bowel disease (IBD). I got a series of B12 shots and a special diet. Mom kept trying different foods that were created to help my problem, so I would keep eating. I did get a little tired of trips back and forth to the vet, though. Finally, it was decided that I should have a scan to determine what was happening on the inside. Unfortunately, it turned out that I probably had lymphoma. I was able to hang on a bit longer, but I finally stopped eating, and Mom was forced to say goodbye on June 10, 2020–truly, an untimely death!

 

 

Mitchner Moods

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Alarm

Mitchner McGarrulous rang my alarm bell with another bout with his IBD (inflammatory bowel disease). A trip to the vet revealed that he had lost nearly three pounds since his last visit. By itself, this would not necessarily be awful, since he was a rather chunky 14-pound-plus boy; however, there was not a deliberate weight loss effort. He had been switched to Science Diet z/d food since Dr. Katie discovered that he had allergies. Mitchner seemed to like this food at first, but over time he was less and less attracted to it. Bloodwork taken that day revealed that one of his kidney values is above normal, and the other is approaching the high end of normal. This is consistent with the increased water consumption I had noticed.

Alternatives

What to do? I searched online for other feline fare with hydrolyzed protein, and found alternatives by Purina and Royal Canin. I was able to order the Purina food without a vet prescription, so I did. Mitchner seems to like it somewhat better than he did the z/d dry. I then ordered some Royal Canin dry food and treats from Chewy, and my vet authorized the purchase. So far, Mitchner really likes the treats. I am hoping he will finish the Purina dry food before I start him on the Royal Canin. I also have started dosing him with 1/4 tablet of famotidine most days to see if that helps keep his stomach settled. Now he will eat some of the canned z/d chow that he had been rejecting, so maybe that is helping. Next step: I need to take him in for a urine test, but that will involve getting him to consume some gabapentin to relax him and cause him to cooperate with the vet.

Goodbye, Mr. Goopuss!

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Welcome

I adopted this six-month-old kitty with Cara Mia on November 28, 2005. I changed his name from Butterball to Gobblin’ Goopuss. He was a frisky black feline with a loud and continuous motor. In his younger years he derived perverse satisfaction from frequent “cat spats” with his sister Cara Mia and his uncle Charlie Chompers. Like C.P. Pirate, he also enjoyed harassing Googlie Girl. He used to interfere with me and the things on my desk when I was working on the computer. As he became more mature, he retained his friendly and talkative nature. He reaped a bit of what he sowed in my youth. He was often the victim of Rascal Spatz’s harassment; Rascal is a perpetrator of kitty conflicts.

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Farewell

As a middle-aged adult, Gobblin’ had to have surgery for a rodent ulcer and, later, for a growth on his chin. He also developed hyperthyroidism, for which he was treated daily. In late 2018, his appetite decreased markedly. Expecting a flare-up of kidney disease, I was surprised to learn that blood work indicated cancer, probably lymphoma. Gobblin’ crossed the Rainbow Bridge on December 2, 2018.

Cara Mia Departs

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After Peapurr crossed the Rainbow Bridge in November 2005, I was eager to adopt kitties needing homes. Saying “hello” is so much easier than saying “goodbye.” Certainly I was lucky that the kind folks at Gasow Veterinary Hospital had rescued two special felines from the jaws of death. They fit the bill “purrfectly.” I officially adopted Cara Mia and Gobblin’ Goopuss on November 28, 2005; they came home on December 4. Cara Mia (formerly Taters) was a lovely two- to three-year old calico with tortie/tabby markings. Because I teach biblical Greek and Hebrew, I wanted to give her a special name. “Cara Mia” means “one joy” or “one delight” in biblical Greek. Cara Mia loved people and cried loudly for individual attention; hence, I nicknamed her “WOWa Mia.”

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In August 2016 the veterinary oncologist, Dr. B., diagnosed Cara Mia with breast cancer. Because of this, I have worried about Cara Mia for the last two years. Cara Mia joined an experimental program that kept her feeling pretty normal for most of those two years. In September 2017 she had surgery to remove the largest of the tumors, which was causing trouble. After recovering from surgery, Cara Mia did well for some time. In May 2018 she visited the oncologist, who noted that Cara Mia had lost a lot of weight. When her appetite bottomed out, I gave her an appetite stimulant that worked well. Finally, however, the remaining tumors reached the point where they were uncomfortable. Cara Mia began to exhibit some effort in her breathing. Our friend Dr. R. and I decided that it was time to say goodbye. Cara Mia crossed the Rainbow Bridge peacefully on July 6. 2018. I will REALLY miss her!

New Foster Feline

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For many years our mom has had a series of “foster felines” through a cat rescue in California known as Pet Pride. She just learned that her last foster cat, Bandit II, had crossed the Rainbow Bridge at age 16. She has now been assigned a handsome orange cat named Sheldon. A nice person at Pet Pride described him:

He is a neutered male who came to us in 2014 due to a death in his family. He is now 6 years old and is still waiting for his “Special Home”. In the meantime, he has lots of fun at the “Home for Cats” and really enjoys playing with toys as you can see in his photo.

Mom is thrilled to support this lovely boy through monthly donations. We would like to meet him in purrson, but Mom says he lives too far away. We think he looks a lot like Mitchner McGarrulous.