<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:44:12.941-08:00</updated><category term='Noel'/><category term='Fluorescent'/><category term='ornaments'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='poinsettia'/><category term='Kittens'/><category term='South Koreak'/><category term='whitney'/><category term='Volunteer'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='gift'/><category term='Brad'/><category term='Manda'/><category term='Bradly'/><category term='automatic litter box'/><category term='Christian'/><category term='string'/><category term='nail trimming'/><category term='AB 1634'/><category term='Pamela'/><category term='Glowing'/><category term='Joy'/><category term='quick'/><category term='Domino'/><category term='Neuter'/><category term='Vanessa'/><category term='Mustelidae'/><category term='Animal Shelter'/><category term='Kathleen Flynn'/><category term='Puppies'/><category term='Law'/><category term='adoption'/><category term='Connie'/><category term='Christopher'/><category term='Bonnie'/><category term='Trudy'/><category term='mistletoe'/><category term='PJ'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='California'/><category term='Happy Holidays'/><category term='Spay'/><category term='Genetic modification'/><category term='cats'/><category term='Alison'/><category term='Christmas tree'/><category term='purrfect inn'/><category term='litter robot II'/><category term='Molly'/><category term='Whisker Square'/><category term='San Jose'/><category term='Tom Tom'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Kitty'/><category term='Ferret'/><category term='Cloning'/><category term='Mowgli'/><category term='Lancie'/><category term='Oscar'/><category term='rally'/><category term='holly'/><category term='death star'/><category term='Cat'/><category term='Tux'/><category term='San Jose Animals Care Center'/><category term='Taloola'/><category term='Latifah'/><category term='tinsel'/><title type='text'>Here Kitty Kitty</title><subtitle type='html'>My experience as a volunteer at the San Jose Animal Care Center.
&lt;br&gt;Including information regarding the care of your cats.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-7310008672375071327</id><published>2009-09-22T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:12:24.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-7310008672375071327?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7310008672375071327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=7310008672375071327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/7310008672375071327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/7310008672375071327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-we-go-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-3709973468351160225</id><published>2008-04-01T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T15:08:56.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bradly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Latifah'/><title type='text'>April 1, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R_Kvhi_3lPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Nd_f-KrOckY/s1600-h/cat-latifa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R_Kvhi_3lPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Nd_f-KrOckY/s200/cat-latifa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184399111922095346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a lovely kitty!  Latifah is very shy but absolutely adores the attention.  I had a hard time getting her out of her cage.  Usually after a while if they are just a bit stubborn, I will put my hand under their chest and pick them up, but Latifah here is probably a good 18 pounds.  She is a bulky kitty to say the least.  She was purring up a storm with me petting her and she loves to get pedicures.  She was just kneading her bedding so much while I was trying to coax her out to play.  Finally I did pick her up by gently scruffing her neck just enough so I could get my arm under her to heave her out.  She have very pretty Torbie markings with lots of orange tabby on her face but the rest of her body as calico.  I am not really sure what to call her coat.  It is a mix of Tabby, Tortie and Calico.  Latifah obviously doesn't belong in this shelter and she can't seem to get the pleasure of socializing with the volunteers because she is so very wary of her surroundings.  It is quite noisy with all of the dogs, and so many people walking by her and looking at her is not good for her soul.  I hope someone will look past her shyness and take her home soon.  And then think about that diet she needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R_Kvdi_3lOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GwN9njSdDDQ/s1600-h/cat-bradly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R_Kvdi_3lOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/GwN9njSdDDQ/s200/cat-bradly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184399043202618594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bradly is just a love!  He reminds me of my first love at the shelter, Tom Tom.  He is a very handsome Tabby boy who is very affectionate and also loves to play.  What a nice combination!  I would have loved to have held Bradly like a baby and fall asleep with him in my arms, but I am still nervous about getting that snuggly with the kitties, especially the ones who don't mind getting feisty with the toys.  Bradly is very soft and loves to be pet.  He enjoyed lounging on the cat condo in the sun and having me stroke his body from ears to tail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-3709973468351160225?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3709973468351160225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=3709973468351160225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/3709973468351160225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/3709973468351160225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-1-2008.html' title='April 1, 2008'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R_Kvhi_3lPI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Nd_f-KrOckY/s72-c/cat-latifa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-6426560329264762381</id><published>2008-03-27T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T13:49:54.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pamela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mowgli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Connie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brad'/><title type='text'>March 27, 2008</title><content type='html'>Oh it is so glad to be back in the shelter.  I was sick with a cold for the past couple of weeks and I didn't have the energy to go in nor did I want to risk getting the staff sick.  Today I went in for just a little over an hour, and left because I was just so drained.  There were lots of news kitties for me to play with that I have never seen other than through the shelter's website (www.sanjoseanimals.com).  There are still not an overwhelming number of cats out, so they all seem to be getting out pretty regularly, which is always good news.  But kitten season is fast approaching, and if it is anything like last year, oh dear. *eats her spinach*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first kitty that I played with was Brad, who I do not have a picture for, because he was quickly adopted by a very cute family with a couple of young girls.  He was a young cat, around 6 months of age.  He is a brown tabby with marble markings.  His coat was SUPER soft and just loved any and all attention.  He's a bit aggressive when it came time to play with the feather on a stick, however, he was great about turning it down a notch once your hand comes near.  Which is so important because I see many cats that are just not manageable at any point shortly after playing because they think you are a toy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up is Connie.  Boy is she stressed when it comes to being in the cage.  She is constantly&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R-wFxC_3lLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HIGZRmsxfF4/s1600-h/cat-connie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R-wFxC_3lLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HIGZRmsxfF4/s200/cat-connie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182523611373081778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meowing and howling when anyone is within earshot.  I took her out second because I thought that after some quality time, she might calm down a bit.  I was wrong.  Fortunately, when she is outside with you or even without you, she is very sweet, delicate, and pretty quiet.  I heard her only meow once when a dog caught her attention when he was being walked near the window.  Connie is a very sweet and gentle gray tabby with lots of white.  Her hair is a medium-long and she loves to be brushed.  She didn't seem very interested in the toys, just affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R-wGRy_3lMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZFYZWyZAsEE/s1600-h/cat-mowgli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R-wGRy_3lMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZFYZWyZAsEE/s200/cat-mowgli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182524174013797570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then came Mowgli.  I large 2 year old black boy who is so sweet.  Unfortunately he had a touch of blood in his stool which the kennel attendant marked down for the vet to look into.  He is just a quiet and content guy who loves affection.  He doesn't seem very needy of anything, and would just be thrilled to have a nice spot on the couch and someone to hang out with.  He has a nice dark coat.  I wish that I could have played with him a bit longer, but he had to go back in his cage once they came to collect Brad for his new family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela was my final play thing.  She is so precious and delicate.  She was obviously pregnant&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R-wH7C_3lNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/w6eHtC58-p4/s1600-h/cat-pamela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R-wH7C_3lNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/w6eHtC58-p4/s200/cat-pamela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182525982195029202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when she came into the shelter a little over a week ago.  She has been through a rough surgery and is still recovering from her incision.  Her glads were quite swollen and warm to the touch.  She is 18 months old and very sweet.  She really had no interest in the toys, which is not uncommon from recent mothers-to-be.  She sat so pretty the entire time on top of a cat condo in the corner and just loved me so sweetly.  She licked and head-butted me and purred up a storm.  She has a VERY soft dilute tortie coat.  I would LOVE to take her home with me.  Such a sweet heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way out I got to meet the new volunteer supervisor.  She was very friendly and introduced herself to me and said that she recognized my name through the yahoo group that many of the volunteers belong to.  It is always nice to have a face to the names you hear so often and even chat with on-line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-6426560329264762381?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6426560329264762381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=6426560329264762381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/6426560329264762381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/6426560329264762381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-27-2008.html' title='March 27, 2008'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R-wFxC_3lLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/HIGZRmsxfF4/s72-c/cat-connie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-8884457058320019187</id><published>2008-03-06T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T10:34:30.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mustelidae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferret'/><title type='text'>California Ferret Law</title><content type='html'>I had a hard time finding this law for the longest time because the word ferret is not used in the text of the California Code, only the scientific name for the weasel family (Mustelidae)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;There is huge debate within the state regarding this law and I am not posting this to voice an opinion as to whether it should remain law or be revoked, I am merely posting this so people might be able to more easily locate the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" width="90%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2118&lt;/b&gt;.  It is unlawful to import, transport, possess, or release alive into this state, except under a revocable, nontransferable permit as provided in this chapter and the regulations pertaining thereto, any wild animal of the following species:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="10%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;(b) Class Mammalia (mammals)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Order Primates&lt;br /&gt;             All species except those in family Homonidae&lt;p&gt;              Order Carnivora (carnivores)&lt;br /&gt;             All species, except domestic dogs (Canis familiaris)&lt;br /&gt;               and domestic cats (Felis catus).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;               &lt;a name="must"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              Mammals of the orders Primates, Edentata, Dermoptera,                Monotremata, Pholidota, Tubulidentata, Proboscidea,                Perissodactyla, Hyracoidea, Sirenia and Carnivora                are restricted for the welfare of the animals, except                animals of the families Viverridae and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Mustelidae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in                the order Carnivora &lt;b&gt;are restricted because such animals                are undesirable and a menace to native wildlife, the                agricultural interests of the state, or to the public                health or safety&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A link to the full text of the CA Codes, go here and search for Mustelidae: &lt;a href="http://www.leginfo.ca.gov/calaw.html"&gt;CA Code&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-8884457058320019187?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8884457058320019187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=8884457058320019187' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/8884457058320019187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/8884457058320019187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/03/california-ferret-law.html' title='California Ferret Law'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-1223890751040410777</id><published>2008-02-26T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T09:19:15.254-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Jose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AB 1634'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kathleen Flynn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rally'/><title type='text'>Tonight's Rally in San Jose and AB1634</title><content type='html'>I am hearing a lot of noise regarding AB 1634 and people thinking that tonights rally is just about trying to pass such legislation.  It saddens me that what I believe to be a very important and simple rally will be bombarded by people protesting.   I don't know if there is any truth to the AB 1634 claim, I do know that there was no such information in the fliers given to me through the animal shelter.  I have no doubt that there will be some AB 1634 supports there but I am fairly confident that they are coming on their own accord and not on the encouragement of the organizers and to speak for the majority of rally supporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am copying a post made by Kathleen Flynn on answers.yahoo.com in response to claims regarding AB 1634 being the key issue at tonights Rally in San Jose:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;My name is Kathleen Flynn. I am the organizer of this rally and vigil in San Jose, California. There is a lot of misinformation out there about what this rally and vigil is about. Here is what the rally is about:&lt;br /&gt;* It is to honor animal rescuers for their love and dedication of animals, and to ask the public to help us by both volunteering as foster homes, or to donate their time, or money to help us save more animals from dying in shelters.&lt;br /&gt;* To ask the public to VOLUNTARILY low cost spay/neuter their pets in our low cost spay/neuter clinic to help us reduce the killing of healthy adoptable pets in our shelters. 71% of all healthy adoptable cats/kittens, and 56% of dogs and puppies surrendered to shelters are killed because there are not enough homes, or space in shelters.&lt;br /&gt;* To ask State Law Makers to mandate that every City and County in California fund VOLUNTARY low cost spay/neuter clinics and programs.&lt;br /&gt;*To ask the public to be careful when adopting a pet because it is indeed a lifetime commitment.&lt;br /&gt;* The vigil is to remember the many animals we could not save, and that have died and will die in our shelters.&lt;br /&gt;Breeders are misinformed, and have not checked out the facts. When they show up in force, they will be embarrassed when they hear the speeches given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional Comments: I am a firm believer in freedom of choice. I would like to say that people do the right thing when it comes to animals, but they don't. What one person considers humane, or none abusive is not always true, or good for animals. As a rescuer and advocate, I can tell you that it hurts my heart to think about the many animals I can not, nor will I ever save from death in shelters. Deaths that need not have happened if people who had unfixed animals kept them from procreating, or fixed them. It is easy to say that rescuers are nuts, and will end all animal species if we get people to fix their pets because these folks don't walk through shelters looking into the eyes of these trusting animals, and know that they can't take them all home. It hurts people and it is a pain I can not convey to you in mere words.&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I have friends who are responsible breeders. They love their animals, and treat them very well. They are also very careful who they sell a dog or cat to. But they are the exception to the rule. Backyard breeders and puppy mills are a disgrace and they really need to be put out of business. So whether you are a credible breeder, or a responsible pet guardian with an unfixed pet, or an animal rescuer, we can all agree on one thing, backyard breeders have to go, and healthy adoptable animals dying by the millions in shelters everyday, should not have to pay the price for human ignorance, and selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;ADD: No mention of the AB1634 Mandatory Spay/Neuter Bill has been approved by me. The speakers have been asked NOT to bring that issue into this vigil, or rally. If someone does bring it up then they have their own, unapproved agenda to push, and should be ashamed of themselves for deferring the rally and vigil a way from its true intent and purpose. And that intent is the plight of rescuers, and honoring dying animals in our shelters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-1223890751040410777?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1223890751040410777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=1223890751040410777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/1223890751040410777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/1223890751040410777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/02/tonights-rally-in-san-jose-and-ab1634.html' title='Tonight&apos;s Rally in San Jose and AB1634'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-8811669425328752025</id><published>2008-02-25T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T17:02:06.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neuter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Jose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rally'/><title type='text'>Animal Advocates Rally in San Jose on Feb 26th @ 6 pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A Rally in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_0"&gt;San Jose&lt;/span&gt; for the Animals &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_1"&gt;Feb 26th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join animal rescuers and advocates from all over the county of Santa Clara in front of San Jose City Hall, &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_2"&gt;Tuesday, Feb. 26th&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_3"&gt;Tuesday, from 6 p.m. to 7:30 p.m&lt;/span&gt;., for a rally and candle lit vigil.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;*Key Note Speaker Will Be:*&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;*Vice Mayor Cortese*&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;*Supervisor Pete McHugh*&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;*Rosi Murko of Town Cats*&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;*Heather Betchel of Rabbit Haven*&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;*Vivian A. Kennedy of ACGSR, Inc. *&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;*Delorme McKee- Stovall will give the blessing and read Rainbow Bridge at&lt;br /&gt;the candle lit vigil. *&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;*The rally is being held to let the community know the importance of spaying and neutering&lt;br /&gt;their pets, and how they can help us stop the killing of animals in shelters. To bring attention to the plight of animal rescue groups everywhere in &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_4"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt;, who are being overwhelmed by the amount of unwanted pets being surrendered by the community, the increase of feral cats, and by our partnerships with shelters who are asking for help in taking in their overflow of surrendered animals. To bring attention to the overwhelming amount of animals being surrendered to shelters, and the amount of money it is costing cities, counties, taxpayers, and this State to house these displaced animals. To bring to the attention of State lawmakers that they need to mandate that all counties and cities in California, need to provide low cost spay/neuter programs, and provide much needed spay/neuter education to the public, so we can stop the needless killing of healthy adoptable animals in our shelters.*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Please widely circulate this flier, and bring as many people as you can! We need to be taken seriously, and make a strong impact on the community about the amount of animals dying in our shelters, and to push for low cost, effective spay neuter programs in cities and counties everywhere! *&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;* We will meet outside San Jose City Hall located at &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_5"&gt;200 E. Santa Clara Street, San Jose, Ca. 95113&lt;/span&gt;, by the fountains facing Santa Clara Street promptly at 5:45, and begin at &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_6"&gt;6 p.m&lt;/span&gt;. Please bring YOUR OWN sign saying something like, " Please spay/neuter your pets, it saves lives," as none will be provided for you. *&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Parking: You can park in the garage under City Hall, and get your parking ticket validated inside the Council Meeting in Council Chambers, or you can park across the street in the shopping center parking lot. There are several other garages close to City Hall that are free after &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_7"&gt;6pm&lt;/span&gt;.*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; The candle lit vigil will be held at &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1203987429_8"&gt;7-7:30 p.m&lt;/span&gt;. Please bring a candle to light in honor of animals who have and will die in shelters because there is not enough room to house them, or homes to place them. Please bring any poems, or songs you'd like to read or sing.*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*I will have a box of spay/neuter coupons for San Jose's low cost program, in different languages to pass out at the demonstration. If you live in this county and you have some from your city, PLEASE bring them. Please bring a table if you want to distribute spay/neuter info, or any educational materials. You will be responsible for your own set up and clean up. *&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*Once you get this, please confirm your attendance, and pass this on to your e-list!* Please contact me, Kathleen at &lt;a rel="nofollow" ymailto="mailto:bearkats1@juno.com" target="_blank" href="mailto:bearkats1@juno.com"&gt;bearkats1@juno. com&lt;/a&gt; for additional information, or for questions. I want to thank you all for your support on this. Let's fight for the animals together as one loud voice in an attempt to stop the needless killing in shelters everywhere!*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Please, spay/neuter your pets, it saves lives!&lt;br /&gt;=^..^=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-8811669425328752025?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8811669425328752025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=8811669425328752025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/8811669425328752025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/8811669425328752025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/02/animal-advocates-rally-in-san-jose-on.html' title='Animal Advocates Rally in San Jose on Feb 26th @ 6 pm'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-1781799878384864899</id><published>2008-02-14T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T16:42:34.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kittens'/><title type='text'>Puppies and Kittens as Valentine's Day gifts...</title><content type='html'>I see many people making posts on-line requesting "cute cuddly kitten/puppy needed for gift for my sweetheart".  My heart sinks whenever I see this!  Even more often than the above mentioned request, I see ads posted and animals being brought into the shelter from people who received said animals as gifts from lovers or loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I think the idea of giving a loved one a companion (especially if this is something they have been longing for) is a romantic and thoughtful gesture, but I wish, hope, and pray that everyone who thinks of doing this goes through the right steps to ensure that this "transaction" will work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many shelters are now offering the option of a gift certificates.  This is WONDERFUL for those who live near a shelter who has a large availability of animals.  This allows the ability for you to pay for the adoption fee up front and give something tangible to the receiver.  A great idea is that you can get your loved one a cute stuffed animal as the initial gift and attach the gift certificate or IOU note as the primary gift.  This way allows for your loved one to prepare for the arrival of their new companion.  Making sure that their home is safe for animals, that they have food/water/toys all ready available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Companion animals are so personal!  Each one has their own personality and identity and to think that you would be able to figure out which animal that person would fit perfectly with is foolish.  Yea, the person might always be talking about how cute they think Shih Tzus (as an example) are and how much they want one, but that doesn't mean they are truly prepared for one at that moment.  I have even seen some people giving up animals who received them when they aren't even allowed to have animals in their homes due to lease agreements.  Well good lord, that should have been easy enough to figure out before getting someone a pet.  In addition, people sometimes crave little puppies or kittens because they are cute and fluffy.  They grow out of this!!!  And after they are out of their young stage, they person actually has to love the animal for their unique personality and traits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly pets are not gifts that should be given as a surprise!  If your loved one truly wants one and would appreciate the gesture, it will not take the "fun" out of the idea by posing the question in advance and planning the event together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals are not sweaters or little objects to be traded.  They are not something you should have because they are in fashion (thank you so much Paris Hilton and all you Celebutants who have cause tremendous growth in the pocket puppy over-population).  They take lots of time, money, and planning in order to give them the proper home that they need.  They are living creatures and they change and grow old and get sick.  As a guardian of a companion animal you must take the responsibilities that come with them.  It makes it harder when you need to move because many rental units and condos don't allow animals.  It makes it harder to go away on vacation because you either need to accommodate taking your pet along with you or find suitable arrangements for care at home (which can be expensive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now posted on Craigslist while I was typing out this entry: "My boyfriend got me a 10 week old doberman puppy for valentines day but our landlord wont let us keep her. She's such a sweetheart and we've already gotten attached to her but we're renting and can't keep her. We're asking an adoption fee of the $400 we paid for her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hand-waiving freak-outery!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The insanity continues: "10 weeks old male, very cute, white fur, green eyes, pink noise one of a kind maltese puppy. Got the puppy for my wife for Valentines day and found my mom who lives with us to be allergic to him so can't keep the little guy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-1781799878384864899?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1781799878384864899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=1781799878384864899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/1781799878384864899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/1781799878384864899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/02/puppies-and-kittens-as-valentines-day.html' title='Puppies and Kittens as Valentine&apos;s Day gifts...'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-6882132710463369947</id><published>2008-01-24T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T17:59:08.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 January 2008</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in a while due to being bitten on Jan 10th.  I was socializing with a  grown male cat who suddenly turned on me and bit down into the palm of my hand and scratched my ankle.  I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5k83x5kPuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MS6Eh5toaCs/s1600-h/cat-lulu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5k83x5kPuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MS6Eh5toaCs/s200/cat-lulu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159221777114873570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ended up on antibiotics for a nasty infection and have been shy about returning to my usual volunteer duties.  So I am starting back nice and slow and playing with the kittens who are starting to show up in the shelter now.  They tend to be less aggressive and are more transparent in their thoughts.  At least that is what I tell  myself.  Lulu is this very sweet 2 month old female diluted gray and buff Torbi. She is a tiny little thing with the softest fluffy fur.  She was a bit playful but also quite the talker.  She just walked around telling you everything that is on her mind.  She had just been altered and had her belly completely shaved from the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was the most affectionate tabby kitten who goes by the name of Queen B.  I have no idea&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5k_CB5kPwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/33SiwpGeXdE/s1600-h/cat-queenb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5k_CB5kPwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/33SiwpGeXdE/s200/cat-queenb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159224152231788290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; how this name came to be thought up, but it sure is a memorable one and for a very memorable kitten.  Queen B is about 5 months old, so she is just coming out of that kitten stage.  All she was interested in was being held in my arms and snuggling.  She couldn't decide whether she wanted to be held like a baby, or to bury her face into my armpit.  She was purring the whole time and rubbing her face up against my arms.  She is such a love and reminds me of my favorite kitty at the shelter, good old Tom Tom.  Queen B's markings are quite pretty in the face, and her body doesn't have the strong Tabby stripes and looks more like an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abyssinian_%28cat%29"&gt;Abyssinian&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5lAJh5kPxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/q8Yblih4oLw/s1600-h/cat-blossom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5lAJh5kPxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/q8Yblih4oLw/s200/cat-blossom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159225380592434962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blossom and Mr. Bibbs are litter mates at the cute 2 month old mark.  They were as sweet as can be and had a blast chasing each other  around the room, circling me and falling over each other in their play wrestling. Blossom is the shy one and likes to hide behind things and pounce on them as they zip on by.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5lAOB5kPyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0L-tfrDGUA4/s1600-h/cat-mrbibbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5lAOB5kPyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0L-tfrDGUA4/s200/cat-mrbibbs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159225457901846306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Mr. Bibbs on the other hand is more outgoing and loved to stand up on his hind legs and attack the ribbon. Mr. Bibbs is slightly larger in size and was able to jump up onto the bench without assistance.  Whereas Blossom would take chase after her pal but would not be able to scale the 18 inch concrete ledge.  They are so cute together and I hope that they find a home for the both of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-6882132710463369947?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6882132710463369947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=6882132710463369947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/6882132710463369947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/6882132710463369947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/01/24-january-2008.html' title='24 January 2008'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R5k83x5kPuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MS6Eh5toaCs/s72-c/cat-lulu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-2721322953075809309</id><published>2008-01-17T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:08:59.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW COULD YOU? By Jim Willis, 2001</title><content type='html'>This easily applies to cats or any other pet that someone decides that they can no longer keep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;HOW COULD YOU? By Jim Willis, 2001 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?"- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a bellyrub. My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day. Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love. She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" --still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch--because your touch was now so infrequent-- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family. I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline tomeet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?" They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind-that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies,oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?" Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself--a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty. ------------ --------- ------ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;A Note from the Author: If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, it is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly "owned" pets who die each year in American &amp;amp; Canadian animal shelters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Anyone is welcome to distribute the essay for a noncommercial purpose,as long as it is properly attributed with the copyright notice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Please use it to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards. Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Please do your part to stop the killing, and encourage all spay and neuter campaigns in order to prevent unwanted animals. - Jim Willis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://plantranch./" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://plantranch.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; net/animalrights .htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-2721322953075809309?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2721322953075809309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=2721322953075809309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/2721322953075809309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/2721322953075809309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-could-you-by-jim-willis-2001.html' title='HOW COULD YOU? By Jim Willis, 2001'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-7587922490864911712</id><published>2008-01-05T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T15:40:21.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oscar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>5 Jan 2008</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to wish everyone a very happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to go back to the shelter today because it has been quite a while since my last visit.  Today was supposed to be the day where some volunteers were going to help remove all of the Holiday Decorations from the shelter.  However, when I got there, one of my supervisors was already finishing up the packing of stuff and she indicated that all of the stuff was already taken down when she got there.  Today was also her last day of employment at the shelter but she will continue as a volunteer.  She is very sweet and very caring about animals and the shelter wont be quite the same without her there as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I wasn't too disappointed about the decorations because it only meant that I was able to go back and play with the kitties!!!  As I walked to the Purrfect Inn I noticed that there were no kittens to be found and both kitten houses were closed down.  I must say that it is very nice to see so many empty cages right now because I very well know that in a couple of months, the shelter will be bursting at the seams during kitten season.  I peaked into the Purrfect Inn and noticed the cat log indicating that these kitties had not been outside of the cages since Wednesday.  The weather has been quite awful with heavy rainstorms pounding the entire state of California and therefore I think a lot of volunteers have decided to stay at home where it is warm and dry.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AOX_iIVBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mfM5Ac93Gx4/s1600-h/01+08+oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AOX_iIVBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mfM5Ac93Gx4/s200/01+08+oscar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152133779066213394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I noticed Oscar, a 7 year old Russian Blue kitty who has to be the most affectionate older cat ever.  He was apparently surrendered to the shelter because his previous owners were moving and could not take him with.  I just can't imagine giving up this love bug!  He was not interested in playing and just wanted to be petted and stroked all day long.  He was so adorable as he stood next to me as I stroked his back from head to tail and he was just doing a little dance with his front paws.  It seemed like he was doing the kneading dough  with his front paws as he was  standing tall and arching his back against my hand moving along his body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was another new cat to the shelter, PJ.  He is about 8 months old and was also&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AOUviIVAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9AuJ2zPVZpY/s1600-h/01+08+pj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AOUviIVAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/9AuJ2zPVZpY/s200/01+08+pj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152133723231638530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; surrendered to the shelter, apparently because his previous owners had too many animals.  His markings and coloring remind me very much of my own kitty, Sophie.  I apologize for the poor picture, but I didn't bring in my own camera today, and since he has only been in the shelter for a few days, this is the only one that has been taken so far.  PJ was extremely shy and obviously scared to be where he was.  He enjoyed me petting him within his cage, but his tail was firmly tucked away between his legs and he just wanted to be curled up into a ball.  I gained his trust over the next 15 minutes while standing in front of his cage and caressing him.  I decided to pick him up to try and take him into the playroom.  He did not struggle out of my hands at all and just curled up into my arms.  PJ is really not a good cat to be left at the shelter too long and I hope a new family takes him home soon.  At first I though he was de-clawed because I did not notice his nails.  After further inspection, it seems that the last people to cut his nails did a very bad job and cut them WAY too short.  I could see the quick exposed at the cut line and this might explain his composure.  He did not seem to want to walk around at all and was very content being held in my arms like a baby.  Such a doll!!! I wish I could take him home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AMXPiIU6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/UWRBreK8X38/s1600-h/11+07+joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AMXPiIU6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/UWRBreK8X38/s200/11+07+joy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152131567158055842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joy was her usual self.  She is a somewhat independent cat who doesn't like being told what to do.  I am still not sure if it is her normal attitude that she displays or if it is merely a show due to the stresses of the shelter life.  She is a fairly plump kitty even if you are to discount her long fluffy hair.  She is absolutely beautiful but she definitely needs to find the right kind of family. She seems like she can take charge of whatever situation she is in and is most certainly not a pushover.  I was pleasantly surprise at the end of our visit together that she did not try to attack me as much as she usually does.  She did try to bite my wrist at one point but when I firmly said "No!" she immediately stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AORPiIU_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/w8nG_KrIdyA/s1600-h/01+08+vanessa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AORPiIU_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/w8nG_KrIdyA/s200/01+08+vanessa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152133663102096370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last but certainly not least was Vanessa who was so very eager to get out to play.  She is such a sweet kitty and is very affectionate and also very playful!  I had her running an obstacle course which started from inside the cat condo, where she would jump out and over the cat grass (which was new to the playrooms and gave some of the cats much enjoyment!) and onto the bench, down off the bench and onto the floor, through the triangle scratching&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AMmviIU9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7R4UN-HXU1g/s1600-h/12+07+Vanessa1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AMmviIU9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/7R4UN-HXU1g/s200/12+07+Vanessa1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152131833446028242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; furniture, across the room and through the cat tunnel where she would make a right hand turn and circle the outside of the room, up and over the triangle cat scratching furniture, up onto the bench and into the cat condo.  I was flicking a string on a stick toy with a noisy mouse toy crudely attached to the end and that had her going around the room at lightening speed.  It was hysterical to watch her make these laps and slip and slide across the floor due to her "soft paws" on her nails which caused her to loose traction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-7587922490864911712?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7587922490864911712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=7587922490864911712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/7587922490864911712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/7587922490864911712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2008/01/5-jan-2008.html' title='5 Jan 2008'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R4AOX_iIVBI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mfM5Ac93Gx4/s72-c/01+08+oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-7275430179219065361</id><published>2007-12-13T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:05:42.932-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vanessa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domino'/><title type='text'>13 Dec 2007</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I have not posted in a while.  My space bar and a few other keys on my computer are just barely hanging in there so it makes it frustrating to type more than a sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got the the shelter just as it was opening this morning.  I haven't been there for about a week and I was excited to get one last visit in before I leave town for the Holidays.  The center isn't in the most lavish of areas of San Jose and there is actually a vacant lot right next door that seems to attract a few homeless people.  I haven't seen much of them before, but now that it is getting colder and a little wet on occasion, they tend to seek refuge under the covered areas in the front of the building when the facility is still closed.  One young man was there today and he made my stomach turn solely due to him blowing his nose into his hand.  When the staff unlocked the doors, they invited him in and I assume he used the restroom, but later I also saw him walking around and looking at the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a little peculiar when I went back&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HDv2fUETI/AAAAAAAAAEE/C5tMqW1OYLU/s1600-h/12+07+Tux1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HDv2fUETI/AAAAAAAAAEE/C5tMqW1OYLU/s200/12+07+Tux1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143607476281938226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to the cat houses because there was a cat playing loose in each of the play rooms, but no one else was in there.  I tend not to like going in through the door when a cat is in the playroom by itself because there is a chance that they might try to escape through the door as I am coming in.  Usually when a cat is in there, it means that the kennel attendant is cleaning that cats cage.  I walked around to all the rooms and each one had a cat and yet no attendant could be found.  So, I decided to go into my favorite room, Purrfect Inn.  Tux was already hanging out and being his cute self.  He seemed to really enjoy having his &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HEE2fUEVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BdygLb67EGA/s1600-h/12+07+Tux.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HEE2fUEVI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BdygLb67EGA/s200/12+07+Tux.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143607837059191122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;belly rubbed today. He was very casual and loving and seemed as if he had been hanging out in that room for a while.  My favorite part with Tux was when he was in the little collapsible cat cube.  The leopard print fabric is slightly transparent and he seemed to be interested in trying to attack things on the outside of the cube.  I placed this one bobble toy which has a fuzzy ball with a bell inside at the end of a long and flexible spring.  Every time he hit the wall of the cube, it would push the toy into a frenzy of wobbly jingles.  This kept him entertained for and upwards of 15 minutes.  You can even see his little claws poking through the fabric as he distorts the cubes shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I went to put Tux back into his cage, Alison was in the cage&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HGa2fUEWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ArBV--Qiakg/s1600-h/12+07+Alison.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HGa2fUEWI/AAAAAAAAAEc/ArBV--Qiakg/s200/12+07+Alison.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143610414039568738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; directly to his left.  She was literally doing somersaults trying to get my attention.  She is quite vocal and needy for attention, but she is such a sweetheart that its so hard to not just go running to her and snuggle her every time she &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HIyWfUEYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Qm3LX1i1PXQ/s1600-h/12+07+Alison1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HIyWfUEYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Qm3LX1i1PXQ/s200/12+07+Alison1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143613016789750146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looks at you with her big green eyes.  I never noticed this about her before, but on her Shelter Staff Notes it indicates that she was apparently living with her last owner in a car.  Unfortunately her owner passed away and that is how she ended up in the shelter. A car isn't a proper home for a cat but she is defiantly not happy about being in a cage and I hope that she finds a loving home who will give her plenty of love, because she will surely return the favor ten-fold. She has a lot of energy for playtime and will purr beautifully to let you know that she is happy as can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took Domino out of his cage to take Alison's spot in the play room.  As I was snuggling with my cuddly pal, I noticed an older lady who I have seen at the shelter before.  I left Domino to play on his own and lay in the sunlight and went off to find the lady.  She was at the shelter about 2 months ago and she was the first person who I was able to secure an adoption with.  She came in claiming to be looking for a cat for a friend with very specific markings, a split face &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tortie"&gt;tortie&lt;/a&gt; or torbie.  Her friend apparently had a cat with those markings which passed away last year.  He misses his cat very much and is hoping to find a kitten with similar appearance.  We had a cat that met this description and I asked the lady if she would like to meet this cat and see what she is like.  She took me up on the offer and instantly fell in love with the darling cat.  The lady insisted that she now wanted the cat for herself and that her friend can just be jealous of her new companion.  Well she is back, and apparently absolutely in love with her recent adoptee, but she still feels the need to help her friend find a cat for himself.  I walked with her around the complex so she can see a couple of the cats that we have that roughly meet her criteria and then she went home to tell her friend of her findings.  She was a little sad to see that we didn't have very many kittens at the shelter currently and I informed her that in a couple of months we will start to be getting into kitten season and that would be the best time for her friend to find the kitten he longs for.  After she left, I noticed that a lot of the same cats were still in the play rooms that were their earlier that morning.  One cat had even produced a present in the middle of the room because he didn't have access to his litter box.  The cats have now been in the rooms unattended for over an hour and I decided to go find one of my supervisors to see what was going on.  She came out and I told her what I knew and she went back to find the kennel attendant.  She informed me that some of the staff are trying to give the cats some extra play time when the rooms are empty.  I think this is a wonderful idea!  The cats would absolutely love to have an hour or so just to hang out in the bigger room and get out of their cramped cages.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HNf2fUEaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2EQBRAfsHEM/s1600-h/12+07+Domino.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HNf2fUEaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/2EQBRAfsHEM/s200/12+07+Domino.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143618196520309154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  But I do think it is important to put their litter box in there with them. We don't want them holding their bladders or bowels, or learning a bad habit of eliminating anywhere other than in a litter box.  If the cats are going to be left in there for longer than an hour, I think it is also important that food and water be available to them.  After we got that issue situated, I went in and got some more affection from my boy Domino.  I was even able to snap a quick picture of his feet to show his extra toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noel is a very sweet older male kitty.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HPlGfUEbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YMolXehViQg/s1600-h/12+07+Noel1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HPlGfUEbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YMolXehViQg/s200/12+07+Noel1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143620485737877938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shelter thinks him to be around 7 years old but he is very gorgeous and doesn't show his age. He looks to be a Russian Blue with white on his chest and paws.  He is a bit on the shy side and liked to hide away in the cat condo for most of my visit with him.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HPpWfUEcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YMI0KpaMWGU/s1600-h/12+07+Noel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HPpWfUEcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YMI0KpaMWGU/s200/12+07+Noel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143620558752321986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His shyness did not stop him from purring away when I gave him affection.  He also have a very cute meow, which sounds more like a squeak.  I tried playing with him with the stick toys, but he seemed totally uninterested.  I am not sure if it is due to his shyness and that he hasn't yet opened up to me, or that he is just more of a lap kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy was the next to play with me.  I always try to brush her because she is just a lovely fluff ball.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HRzWfUEeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ow51_-AxM00/s1600-h/12+07+Joy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HRzWfUEeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ow51_-AxM00/s200/12+07+Joy1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143622929574269410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She seems to enjoy being brushed but doesn't stand still enough for me to do a really proper job of it. After her brushing, she jumped up on the bench next to me for some affection and she licked my arm as I stroked her back and tail.  I was trying very hard to get some great photos of this beauty but she seems to think the camera is something wonderful to rub her face against.  I got about a dozen shots of her face against the lens. I love &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HRvWfUEdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DonX8FNN8DQ/s1600-h/12+07+Joy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HRvWfUEdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/DonX8FNN8DQ/s200/12+07+Joy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143622860854792658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;petting Joy, but she seems to turn into a different kitty after 10 minutes and then she goes into play mode as usual.  Once she is in that mode, I can't seem to get my hands close enough to her without her trying to bite or scratch me.  My attempt to tackle this issue with her is by putting her back in her cage once she starts biting.  But this process of getting her into the cage takes too long and it seems that she thinks I am playing with her.  I usually end up scruffing her by the neck and carrying her back to her cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last up was a new cat by the name of Vanessa.  She is a sweet and gentle&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HTfWfUEfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kxQRpQWTAVg/s1600-h/12+07+Vanessa1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HTfWfUEfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/kxQRpQWTAVg/s200/12+07+Vanessa1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143624785000141298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; black and white kitty with the only white being on her belly.  Most of her white fur seems to have been shaved for her surgery to be fixed.  This first thing is that I noticed she doesn't seem to like other cats.  She hissed at each can that came to view as I was carrying her out of her cage area.  She looks so darling with her pink toenails.  She was wearing those &lt;a href="http://www.softpaws.com/"&gt;soft paws&lt;/a&gt; that are a wonderful alternative to declawing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-7275430179219065361?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7275430179219065361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=7275430179219065361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/7275430179219065361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/7275430179219065361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/12/13-dec-2007.html' title='13 Dec 2007'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R2HDv2fUETI/AAAAAAAAAEE/C5tMqW1OYLU/s72-c/12+07+Tux1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-9110021730284271303</id><published>2007-12-13T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T15:16:17.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Koreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cloning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fluorescent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genetic modification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glowing'/><title type='text'>Glowing Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.breitbart.com/article.php?id=071212210021.3u7d8gpx&amp;amp;show_article=1"&gt;Read the article here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South Korean Scientists have apparently cloned cats that glow under UV light.  I am still with furrowed brow trying to figure out why on earth this would be an important step in the cloning process, but I guess it is much easier to prove that you have successfully modified the genetic structure of an animal when all you need is UV light to show the outcome.  I am just hoping and praying that this does not become next years must have Christmas gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the key role that cloning plays in the human desire to "play" with genetic codes in order to eventually be able to erase markers in humans which lead to disease and birth defects.  I have a friend who's with a great guy who happens to have diabetes and he is completely wiping the idea off the table of ever having kids because he would never want to pass his struggle onto an offspring.  Thankfully, my friend has no interest in having a child, so this situation will hopefully work out fine for both of them.  However, imagine that the two of them really wanted to have a child of their own and this disease that runs in his family was the only reason keeping them from that dream.  Imagine in the future, that they could go to a fertility specialist who would take his sperm and modify it slightly, or be able to select the ones without the genetic code for diabetes.  That would be such a miracle to many people who have similar "genetic flaws" to be able to feel good about becoming a parent, and not having to worry so much about passing things onto their baby such as a high risk for breast cancer, Alzheimer's, diabetes, or any number of diseases which humans face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong, I am not one who likes the thought that there are many animals out there being used for experiments and their lives are spent in inhumane conditions and forced to go through awful surgeries and testing.  But I do think that there is a humane and responsible way that we can learn new medical breakthroughs by cloning and modifying genetic code.  We just need to make sure that we don't cross those lines and make animals suffer for the sake of advancement in medicine and technology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-9110021730284271303?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/9110021730284271303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=9110021730284271303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/9110021730284271303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/9110021730284271303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/12/glowing-cats.html' title='Glowing Cats'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-9078956099249979917</id><published>2007-12-06T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:34:50.994-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trudy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lancie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whisker Square'/><title type='text'>6 Dec 2007</title><content type='html'>Today is a rainy day in San Jose and I thought it would be a great time to go snuggle with some warm kitties.  I hate the thought that some cats sometimes don't get out for a few days in a row so I went and scoped out all the rooms to check if there were cats that did not get out to play yesterday (Wednesday). I did find such a case in Whisker Square house.  There were only 4 cats to speak of in this room but since I haven't been to this room in a few months, I figured that it would be good to get to know these cats and make sure they got out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with a handsome all black cat named Christopher.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1h5bGfUELI/AAAAAAAAADE/EhsozwiKxtY/s1600-h/12+07+christopher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1h5bGfUELI/AAAAAAAAADE/EhsozwiKxtY/s200/12+07+christopher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140992481148801202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is an absolute sweetheart!  The papers indicates that he is black and white coloring but I for the life of me couldn't find a patch of white anywhere other than a dozen or so white hairs scattered around his coat.  He is just a cutie pie who loves to be held, even on his back like a baby.  He is a bit on the hefty side, I wouldn't say fat, just manly in stature.  I can totally see this boy laying beside his future companion on the couch and in total heaven.  He doesn't seem too interested in playing, although he did swat at the feathers on a stick a couple times.  He just wants a good dose of loving and and cozy couch to hang out on.  He will let you know that he is happy with his soft and mellow purr.  He didn't mind too much when I clipped his front paws and he absolutely adored being brushed.  I was heart broken when it was time to put him back in his cage because he just wanted so desperately to hang out with me all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1iFImfUEOI/AAAAAAAAADc/JKRJ-oiiOUA/s1600-h/12+07+lancie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1iFImfUEOI/AAAAAAAAADc/JKRJ-oiiOUA/s200/12+07+lancie3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141005357460754658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lancie is a sweet little 1 year old Black and White cat.  I would consider her markings to be that of a mask-and-mantle but creeping into the "tuxedo" area. She doesn't seem quite sure of herself but that is probably due to the fact that she is fairly new to the shelter and at the tail end of the healing process of being fixed.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1iE32fUENI/AAAAAAAAADU/EuZnz4L50jc/s1600-h/12+07+lancie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1iE32fUENI/AAAAAAAAADU/EuZnz4L50jc/s200/12+07+lancie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141005069697945810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She likes to play a little but she really loves being on an elevated surface and looking out the window.  Every time someone walked by, she was up on her hind legs with her nose pressed against the glass.  The cutest thing was that she has a tendency of leaving her tongue sticking out of her mouth just a little bit.  I tried taking a few photos while I was in the room with her to capture her adorable pink tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1iOuWfUEPI/AAAAAAAAADk/tVqDMMebWQQ/s1600-h/12+07+trudy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1iOuWfUEPI/AAAAAAAAADk/tVqDMMebWQQ/s200/12+07+trudy3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141015901605466354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trudy is a very soft muted tabby.  She is so affectionate and also quite playful.  She surprised me a couple of times by jumping vertically and reaching 3 feet off the ground to go after the feathers on a stick.  She is a wonderful lap kitty who also knows how to play.  She likes to watch out the windows and even shows her affection by licking your hand.  This was actually the first time&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1iPpmfUERI/AAAAAAAAAD0/r2HF7rtMAo4/s1600-h/12+07+trudy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1iPpmfUERI/AAAAAAAAAD0/r2HF7rtMAo4/s200/12+07+trudy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141016919512715538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; any cat in the shelter has licked me and it is such an honor for her to be so open to me on our very first visit with each other. What a cute face with those black tipped ears, and she has meow to match her sweet personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"  &gt; "The man who carries a cat by the tail learns something that can be learned in no other way." - &lt;b&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-9078956099249979917?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/9078956099249979917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=9078956099249979917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/9078956099249979917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/9078956099249979917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/12/6-dec-2007.html' title='6 Dec 2007'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1h5bGfUELI/AAAAAAAAADE/EhsozwiKxtY/s72-c/12+07+christopher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-163688732323092952</id><published>2007-12-04T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:14:42.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whitney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purrfect inn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Tom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adoption'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Molly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domino'/><title type='text'>4 Dec 2007</title><content type='html'>So today I was back into the Purrfect Inn with my favorite buddies.  The first thing I noticed was that Tom T&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1X3hGfUEKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BX6fbUxaEYk/s1600-h/11+07+tom+tom+adopted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1X3hGfUEKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BX6fbUxaEYk/s200/11+07+tom+tom+adopted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140286697762984098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;om was not in his cage.  I inquired with the Kennel Attendant to see if she knew his whereabouts.  In my mind, one of three things could have happened: Adopted, back in the area for sick cats, or (I shiver at the thought) put down.  I really couldn't imagine that the latter would be the case since there are about a dozen vacant cages in the front, but he had been there for quite some time, so who knows what rules they have to follow.  Thankfully it was the best news I could hear.  My favorite pal was adopted by a family who completely fell in love with him.  Who wouldn't?  He is such a lovely cat!  So anyways, that just makes my whole week become wonderful!  But I have to say that I did miss him during my visit, no other cat snuggles like him, or take naps with me like he did.  Farewell my dear Tom Tom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was Alison who we met last week.  If I didn't know any better, I would swear that this was a different cat all together.  She no longer growled at certain cat toys, which is very good to hear because that would make a lot of potential adopters very nervous.  She is so very soft, I just can't get enough of petting her.  Thankfully she LOVES the attention and just wants you to pet&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1XmHWfUEDI/AAAAAAAAACA/YIWHBQKHmMs/s1600-h/11+07+alison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1XmHWfUEDI/AAAAAAAAACA/YIWHBQKHmMs/s200/11+07+alison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140267563683680306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her and wants to rub up against everything in sight.  Apparently, and according to the paperwork attached to her cage, she was brought in by the police due to the passing away of her owner.  No wonder she was acting a little strange last week.  She just doesn't understand why she has been put into the shelter and it wasn't because of anything she did.  All she knows is that she was taken away by a strange person out of her home and brought to a place that she finds very confusing and I am sure not as comfortable as her previous home.  She absolutely loved climbing the cat condo and trying to catch the furry toys that I was teasing her with.  The cutest part was that she is so happy that her tail is constantly sticking up.  This was especially hilarious when she was stepping out of the light-weight collapsible cat cube and she would drag it behind her with her tail still in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was T&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1Xn7GfUEFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ZIey91o8g6Q/s1600-h/11+07+tux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1Xn7GfUEFI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ZIey91o8g6Q/s200/11+07+tux.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140269552253538386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ux, who has moved up to my #1 position of favorite kitties.  Unfortunately for Tux, today was cloudy and he was not able to get baked (laying down in the direct sunlight), which is one of his favorite things to do.  Tux is a tuxedo cat, hence his name.  He is surprisingly quiet.  I can't say that I have ever heard him meow, even when I first enter the room and all the cats are trying with all their might to grab my attention.  He is also not big into purring.  It is not that he isn't happy, he's just like a typical man, afraid to show any emotion.  Today I noticed that he really likes hiding inside things when we are in the midst of playing.  He tends not to go hurdling through the air after a toy, or even chasing one around in circles.  He is more of the hide and pounce kind of cat.  I hope that his future home has a few good hiding spots (ie: under a bed, behind a couch) for him to get comfortable in.  I find that Tux tends to be more interested in the string than the toy that is attached to the end of the string. You gotta love Tux, he's my big teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I had the pleasure of playing with Domino.  He is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Polydactyl_cat"&gt;polydactyl cat&lt;/a&gt; that we met last week.  Next time I visit Domino, I hope to get a picture of his paws.  I tried to count his toes today and found that each of his hind feet have 5 digits (the normal being 4) with the extra being dewclaws. On the front paw I counted 7 digits (the normal being 5) on his left leg (3 within the "thumb").  I had a hard time looking at his right paw due to Domino not liking his paws examined, which is why I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1XtaWfUEGI/AAAAAAAAACY/k3kFTURgnAY/s1600-h/11+07+domino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1XtaWfUEGI/AAAAAAAAACY/k3kFTURgnAY/s200/11+07+domino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140275586682589282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had a hard time clipping his nails last week.  I am sure he has a lot of people handling him in this manner to examine him for digit counts.  I was able to count 5 digits on right leg, but he has a large thumb and could be hiding one or two small digits in there somewhere.  He is such a sweet cat and still is very affectionate even after I handle him for inspection.  He loves a good head rub and allowed me to get the "schmutz" out of his eyes.  I took another look at his mouth today because of the funny smile he has.  I noticed that he seems to have some extra gum flaps going on in his mouth and this made me concerned for his ability to eat and drink. I called in the Kennel Attendant to see if she could take a look and let me know if this was something for concern.  She was slightly concerned but wasn't able to get a good look because Domino was getting a little tired of all the examinations.  She said that she would put a note down for the vet to take a look.  We were both very hesitant of doing this because there is always a chance that whatever the vet finds causing the cat to no longer be considered "adoptable".  This is one of those catch 22's in the shelter world.  You don't want to report non-life threatening issues that you find, because you fear  it causing the animal to be put down.  Sometimes just having bad teeth will make a cat not suitable for adoption in the vets eyes.  But, you struggle with the idea that since its a fairly minor issue, that the vet might be able to do something to easily help the cats quality of life.  In this case, you want to report the issue because you fear that whatever the problem is might get worse or be causing the animal discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1X1MmfUEII/AAAAAAAAACo/I_9QU8VkbMk/s1600-h/12+07+whitney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1X1MmfUEII/AAAAAAAAACo/I_9QU8VkbMk/s200/12+07+whitney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140284146552410242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also played with Whitney during this visit.  Whitney took the cage that Tom Tom used to be in.  She loves to be held in your arms while she purrs away.  She also was quite humorous in the cat tube (which is lined with a faux-lamb fur).  She would roll around and do somersaults.  Such a sweet heart and I can't wait to play with her next time, if she is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a cat by the name of Molly but she wasn't wanting to come out of her cage.  She was very friendly and loving the attention I was giving her, but wasn't wanting to be picked up or held.  So I sat there and pet her for a little while and then moved on to Joy's cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy is such a beautiful and fluffy cat.  I can't quite tell if she is slightly overweight, or if it is all&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1X1xWfUEJI/AAAAAAAAACw/-0lf5XsjyIY/s1600-h/11+07+joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1X1xWfUEJI/AAAAAAAAACw/-0lf5XsjyIY/s200/11+07+joy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140284777912602770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fluff.  She is very playful but doesn't wind down easily after chasing things.  She is affectionate before being played with, but after playtime, she wants to attack your hands if you go to pet her or try to pick her up.  This made it a bit hard when it was time put her back in her cage, but I gently scruffed her by the neck and was able to carry her in my arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-163688732323092952?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/163688732323092952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=163688732323092952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/163688732323092952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/163688732323092952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/12/4-dec-2007.html' title='4 Dec 2007'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1X3hGfUEKI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BX6fbUxaEYk/s72-c/11+07+tom+tom+adopted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-7573542613967309621</id><published>2007-12-02T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:21:23.902-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death star'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='automatic litter box'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='litter robot II'/><title type='text'>We LOVE the Litter Robot II</title><content type='html'>My husband and I purchased a "Hooded Petmate Purrforma XL Self-Cleaning Litter Box" about 3 years ago.  This was our very first automated litter box and we thought it was the coolest thing ever, at least for the first couple of months.  In the beginning, it was quiet, and so easy, my only complaint at that time was that you had to buy specialized bags which I felt were too costly.  After 3 months, the motor seemed to be a little more sluggish, and it would make more noise like it was straining just to move the rake.  After about a year, it would on occasion malfunction in the manner of stopping cold in mid cycle, seemingly unable to move a single clump up to the compartment.  We didn't want to give up on it quite yet because we saw that people had very similar problems with theirs and it just seemed to be the downfall in automatic litter boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the case until we found the &lt;a href="http://www.litter-robot.com/"&gt;Litter Robot II&lt;/a&gt;.  We must not have stumbled upon it previously because they tend not to carry this machine in most pet stores, typically you buy it through the manufacturers website.  Two months ago, we finally caved in with the Petmate and ordered the Litter Robot II which we were somewhat hesitant because of the price ($299.00 + $30 shipping or you can buy the reconditioned units at a $70 savings), but we had a friend who swore up and down by it, and she was fairly strapped for cash, so I knew she felt that it was a good value.  We of course chose the black "death star" version (an off white version is also available), and when the large box arrived at our home, we opened it and were amazed that it was virtually totally assembled.  There was the base, and all you had to to was set the globe on top of it, and plug the cord into the base and the unit, and off you go!  We added the litter to the machine and hoped that our cat wouldn't be turned off by the machine (there is a money back guarantee that your cat will use it).  We added just a scoop of her used litter from the other machine to make sure she understood.  Within 20 minutes, our Sophie was inside and doing her thing.  It was so hysterical and I couldn't stop laughing at the image of her using it, but she did exactly what she was supposed to do.  For a full grown cat, they are supposed to go inside, turn around, and get down to business with their head poking out of the entry hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros:&lt;br /&gt;So easy to use.&lt;br /&gt;Very well designed.&lt;br /&gt;Uses any standard garbage bag (much cheaper than the specialized bags for other units)&lt;br /&gt;Massive collection compartment&lt;br /&gt;Easy removal of waste (our other covered litter box required you to remove the dome in order to get to the waste bag)&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't make a mess (but I would recommend you place a small rug in front of the machine to capture any litter stuck to your cats paws.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;A little louder than I hoped, but not too bad&lt;br /&gt;Pricey (but well worth it in my opinion)&lt;br /&gt;Kittens/Cats under 5 lbs can't use it because they wont trigger the weight sensor&lt;br /&gt;You can't leave waste in for much more than a week without it smelling even though there is plenty of room to collect one cat's waste for 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litter-robot.com/litter-robot-demonstration.aspx"&gt;Litter Robot II On-line Demo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a YouTube video that someone took of the Litter Robot in action for its whole cleaning cycle.  The camera is pointed just inside the entry so so you can see how everything works inside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9BKvuGHrhGk&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9BKvuGHrhGk&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-7573542613967309621?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7573542613967309621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=7573542613967309621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/7573542613967309621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/7573542613967309621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-love-litter-robot-ii.html' title='We LOVE the Litter Robot II'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-9095957620430786090</id><published>2007-12-01T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T16:22:15.780-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poinsettia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tinsel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='string'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistletoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ornaments'/><title type='text'>Holiday Hazards for your Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;With Christmas just around the corner, there are a few things to keep in mind regarding the health and safety of your cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Poinsettias, Mistletoe and Holly&lt;/span&gt;:  Although these plants are favorites for holiday decor and festive feelings, they are toxic when eaten by your pets.  Please keep these plants out of reach from your four-legged friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas Trees&lt;/span&gt;: Trees are easily knocked over, so please make sure that your tree is secure and steady with a firm stand at its base.  It is not a bad idea to attach your tree with monofilament fishing line to a hook placed on the ceiling. The water reservoir in the tree stand should be covered.  Any chemicals added to the water for preservation, in addition to tree resin/sap is toxic to your kitties.  Avoid using tinsel, angel hair, loose ribbon or string as decoration.  These are very attractive to cats and are very dangerous as a choking hazard.  If they swallow these items, it can cause a blockade in your pets intestines.  All ornaments should be kept out of reach for your pets, place them on higher limbs of the tree so that your kitties don't play with them and cause them either to break or to pull the tree over.  Also, keep the area around your tree clean from fallen pine needles, broken ornaments, or ornament hooks.  If your can chews or swallows any of these it could cause intestinal injuries.  Therefore, keep your tree well hydrated to prevent large amounts of fallen pine needles and routinely vacuum to area around your tree to clean up those that have found their way to your floor.  A great tip that I found &lt;a href="http://www.showcatsonline.com/x/cat-proofing_the_christmas_tree.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, suggests putting a layer of aluminum foil under the tree to prevent the cat from venturing up and into the limbs.  Cats tend to hate to walk on foil and its a quick, easy, and cheap deterrent.  You can also stack empty aluminum soda cans with a few pennies inside as a barrier.  If the cat bumps into them and knocks them over, the noise will startle them and they will hopefully avoid this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No More Open Door Policy&lt;/span&gt;:  Post a sign on your door (on both sides), if you are having guests over, that reminds them to close the door securely.  This way your animals will have less opportunity to slip outside.  An ID tag and collar are especially important even for indoor cats.  If you have any worries about this possibility, you might want to consider moving your pets into a separate room with their food, water, and litter box to keep them safe and secure.  Unless you have the most social of animals, they will want to be hidden and not disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Giving Animals as a Gift&lt;/span&gt;: Never give an animal as a gift! Becoming the owner/caretaker of an animal is a large responsibility and one that could be a 20 year commitment.  This commitment should be made by the person themselves.  If you really believe that an animal would be the perfect gift, try buying an adoption gift certificate.  Many rescue groups and shelters now carry these for this specific reason.  This way, your child, friend, or family member can go and pick out their companion themselves, or they may make the choice not to, either way is better for your and the animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Emergencies&lt;/span&gt;: In case of an emergency, make sure you know of your local veterinarian and/or emergency clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-9095957620430786090?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/9095957620430786090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=9095957620430786090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/9095957620430786090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/9095957620430786090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday-hazards-for-your-cats.html' title='Holiday Hazards for your Cats'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-6947202400496604777</id><published>2007-11-30T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:15:38.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nail trimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><title type='text'>Nail Trimming</title><content type='html'>I never realized that there are so many people who have cats who are terrified of trimming their cats nails and insist that it can only be done by a vet, which I am sure runs a high price.  Even other shelter volunteers look at me in awe when they notice the pair of clippers that I bring with me in my efforts to control the out of hand claw lengths at the shelter.  You see, most of the cats will get their claws trimmed during their initial vet checks when coming into the shelter or when being placed in the adoptable areas.  However, with the sheer number of animals the shelter sees, they just don't have time to keep up with the regular maintenance of the nails.  That is where I come in.  Now granted, it isn't an easy tasks, and there are some cats that I just wont try to do this on without the aid of extra hands, but I attribute this to my limited time with the cats and their lack of trust in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that the SPCA of San Francisco has a nice .pdf regarding the trimming of your cats nails.  I will copy the relevant portion below, or you can read the &lt;a href="http://www.sfspca.org/behavior/cat_library/Paws-and-Claws.pdf"&gt;full version&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;From the San Francisco SPCA Cat Behavior Department&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Nail Trimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;First of all, keep your cats’ nails trimmed short. This is easy to learn to do, and should be  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;considered an essential part of your grooming responsibility. Have your vet show you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;how to do this the first time. This will prevent cats from damaging furniture (or skin!) as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;much if they do sneak a scratch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Like our fingernails, cats’ claws grow continuously. Some cats may only need clipping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;every few months. Others may need it every few weeks. It is important to check &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;your cat’s toenails at least once a month. It is easier to clip often, taking less of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;claw than to wait too long and have to deal with little daggers. For us to trim our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;own nails regularly is usually a fairly simple, stress-free procedure. Doing the same for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;our cats can be more difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Cats who stay indoors may need their nails trimmed more regularly than cats who go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;outside—even if they use their scratching posts often. Scratching on a post helps to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;remove the “dead” parts of the nail, thus making the nail thinner and sharper. Nails &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;that have not been trimmed for a long time may grow in a circular shape causing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;tips to grow into the cat’s paw pad, or they may become too thick which sometimes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;happens with older or less active cats. In this case the sheath doesn’t get removed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;so the claw becomes too wide and starts growing into the cat’s pad. This can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;extremely painful and may require medical treatment and minor surgery. It can also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;lead to infection. This is why regular trimming is essential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Some Important Tips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;·  Handling your cat’s paws regularly, when he’s relaxed will allow him to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;become used to the feeling of having his paws touched. He may then be less &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;upset at claw clipping time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;·  Ask someone to help you; it is much easier than trying to hold a struggling cat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and wield clippers simultaneously. A “scruff-hold” can be used to restrain the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;cat. This involves firmly, yet gently restraining the cat by holding his or her scruff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and supporting the rest of the cat’s body. While one person holds, the helper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;can do the actual clipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;·  Before you attempt it on your own, have your veterinarian demonstrate nail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;trimming for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;·  Choose a time when your cat is calm—naptime may be the best. It is possible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;that you may only be able to do one toe at a time, especially at first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;·  Get appropriate clippers for cats’ claws – do not use human nail clippers or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;scissors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;How To Do It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;·  Check the cat’s paws for dirt; although they usually keep their own feet clean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;you will want to be able to see the claw clearly. You can extend the cat’s nail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;by picking up the cat’s foot and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; gently applying a little pressure on the top and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;bottom of the toe just behind the nail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;·  Make sure there is enough light. Having the cat’s paw between the source of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;light and yourself makes it much easier to see where you need to cut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1D7t2fUECI/AAAAAAAAABw/wfza6dvTSsQ/s1600-R/cat+quick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1D7t2fUECI/AAAAAAAAABw/zKeT2Njp89A/s200/cat+quick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138883939969273890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;·  Keep the clippers perpendicular to the nail. Look for the “quick”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; in the cat’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;nail. Notice how far into the nail the quick extends. (The quick is a vein. You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;can see it as the pinkish area inside the nail.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The clipper is best placed about 1/8 inch forward of the quick. If your cat will sit still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;long enough, you may want to gently file the tips after cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;If You Trim The Nail Too Close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Your cat may give a cry and try to pull away from you. You may observe a small bit of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;blood on the end of the nail. Wipe the blood away with a tissue or paper towel. Dab &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;some super glue, corn starch or styptic powder (available in pet stores) on the tip to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;stop the bleeding. In the future, you will want to cut the nails a little further away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;from the quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-6947202400496604777?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6947202400496604777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=6947202400496604777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/6947202400496604777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/6947202400496604777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/11/nail-trimming.html' title='Nail Trimming'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R1D7t2fUECI/AAAAAAAAABw/zKeT2Njp89A/s72-c/cat+quick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-6322977136224645639</id><published>2007-11-30T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T10:35:43.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neuter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Jose Animals Care Center'/><title type='text'>Low-Cost Spay/Neuter Programs in the Silicon Valley</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.sanjoseanimals.com/"&gt;San Jose Animal Care Center &lt;/a&gt;accepts feral cats for surgery on Tue, Wed, and Thur (8am-8:30am) as walk-ins.  They do not take appointments for feral cats.  Feral means that the animal will not allow humans to touch it and therefore if it is in a trap, it is required to be completely covered by a towel in order to reduce stress on the animal.  &lt;a href="http://www.sanjoseanimals.com/feralsTrapLoan.asp"&gt;Humane traps&lt;/a&gt; may be borrowed from the Center for up to 1 week with a $40 refundable deposit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tame cats need an appointment by calling (408) 361-6602.  Please bring your cat in its own carrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rates (Tame or Feral)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Male:  $5 for Residents* / $20 for Non-Residents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Female: $10 for Residents* / $30 for Non-Residents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;*of San Jose, Cupertino, Los Gatos, Milpitas or Saratoga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view this info on the facility's website, please visit: &lt;a href="http://www.sanjoseanimals.com/spayNeutProg.asp"&gt;http://www.sanjoseanimals.com/spayNeutProg.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For other low-cost spay/neuter programs in the Silicon Valley area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Birth Control Assistance Inc.      (408) 244-8351&lt;br /&gt;St. Francis of Assisi Low-Cost Clinic       (San Martin, CA)    (408) 683-0866&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papd.org/depts/pol/news/details.asp?NewsID=226&amp;amp;TargetID=84"&gt;Palo Alto Animal Services&lt;/a&gt;                         (650) 496-5933&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.svaca.com/"&gt;Silicon Valley Animal Control Authority&lt;/a&gt; (Campbell, Monte Sereno, Santa Clara)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still hesitant to get your cat fixed due to negative changes in your cats behavior?  If so, please read what Animal Planet's cat guide says about the issue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="heads"&gt;&lt;span class="primeColor"&gt;Spaying and Neutering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- if [author] --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; Most veterinarians, animal-welfare organizations and even animal-rights advocates strongly recommend sterilizing all pets to prevent reproduction, ideally before they are sexually mature. It is probably the one subject on which there is such widespread agreement. In addition to controlling the cat population and reducing the number of unwanted, homeless felines, sterilizing also benefits the individual cat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; Even if your pet never leaves your house, sterilization is better for your cat's health. Sterilized cats tend to live longer, healthier lives than their sexually active counterparts. Obviously, diseases of the removed organs are completely prevented, and the risks for a host of related diseases, including such things as mammarian cancer, are reduced. Contrary to popular belief, “fixed” cats do not become overweight, lazy or depressed. These conditions are due to overfeeding and lack of exercise. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; More importantly, this operation will help preserve your sanity on a day-to-day basis. Have you ever tried to sleep while a female cat in heat paces incessantly around the house, yowling in apparent distress? Or have you ever smelled the pungent urine of an intact male? Even in the litter box the odor is enough to make your eyes water, and if he begins spraying urine around the house to mark his territory the situation can become unbearable. Sadly, through no fault of their own, many unfixed males are dumped off at animal shelters because of this very problem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; There are some other benefits: Cats not focused on finding a mate generally transfer their attention, and affection, to their owners. Sterilized outdoor cats won't roam far and wide looking for mates, and so are less likely to get lost. Neutered males stay out of the violent competitions for females that often lead to wounds and abscesses. Indoor cats, particularly males, will also show less aggression toward other cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-6322977136224645639?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6322977136224645639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=6322977136224645639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/6322977136224645639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/6322977136224645639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/11/low-cost-spayneuter-program.html' title='Low-Cost Spay/Neuter Programs in the Silicon Valley'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-4551659131859403471</id><published>2007-11-29T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:27:26.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Jose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonnie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volunteer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taloola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><title type='text'>29 Nov 2007</title><content type='html'>I went back to the Furrville room where I haven't been for quite a while and got to see many new faces.  The kennel attendant was just about wrapping up with the daily cleaning in the room so AJ was out in the play room entertaining himself.  I didn't want to interrupt AJ's adorable act of pouncing on the little furry toys scattered across the floor and picking them up with both front paws and tossing them into the air.  His dance was reminding me of those little snow foxes in the arctic how pounce repeatedly on top of a thick layer of snow chasing their prey.  AJ is a black and white, medium length hair cat around 1 year old but still plays like a tiny kitten.  So while AJ did his thing, I went inside the other room and chatted with the kennel attendant about the other cats I played with the day before, especially Domino and his extra toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While talking, Bonnie (gray tabby and white short hair) decided to snag the attendant with her front claws.  Apparently she was very interested in the broom that the kennel attendant was moving around in front of her cage, but missed the broomstick and got the attendant on the arm with her sharp claws.  I typically bring a pair of nail clippers from home and so I decided that&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Ut3r8d2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/CKupkl0WbXs/s1600-R/11+07+bonnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Ut3r8d2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/3wvuCo9RGhY/s200/11+07+bonnie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138489215616317282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bonnie would be the next to come out and play, with my mission being to trim back those nails.  So, AJ went back into his cage and I went to take Bonnie out, and boy did I get a surprise.  Bonnie has a stub for a tail.  Now, I am not sure if Bonnie was born this way, or if it had to be amputated at some point, but either way, I have yet to get over the quirkiness of a cat without a tail.  Thankfully Bonnie's classic pink nose, and being a total sweetheart helps one forget about the lack of a tail.  I am sure that with time, a person will completely forget about the "shortcomings" just as the cat sure as heck doesn't mind.  I had a grand time flicking the cat toy on a stick through the air and watching Bonnie catch them in mid flight.  I managed to snip off a few nail tips in between her cartwheeling around the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Christian, this stunning brown tabby.  His markings are so striking with his&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Ut3r8d3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/iH2lfarREmY/s1600-R/11+07+christian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Ut3r8d3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/wylxvPTld8Q/s200/11+07+christian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138489215616317298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; brown/silver coloring and dark black stripes.  He even his a broad black stripe down his back and tail.  What a sweetheart.  He purrs non stop and loves to be held, pet, or cuddled.  His left ear has a little notch at the tip, but you would never know how he might have earned such a mark with his gentle disposition.  To top it all off, he knows exactly what a scratching post is and how to use it.  I just wanted to hold him in my arms like I do with Tom Tom, but he didn't want to be held for too long, so no napping for me today.  I was also able to trim some of Christian's nails while he lay exhausted on the carpeted stairs after and entertaining chase with the cat toy on a stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next kitty down the line was this gorgeous gray cat named Taloola, but she seemed a little shy and didn't want to venture out of the cage.  I stood at her cage and pet the very gentle cat&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-UuXr8d6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/nQJyUq5fcnw/s1600-R/11+07+taloola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-UuXr8d6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/EE3sFT2j0_g/s200/11+07+taloola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138489224206251938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who seemed quite happy that I was there.  I was hoping to coax her outside for some exercise and some playtime, however, she began eating and I decided that she was just happy where she was.  I surely do not want to force a cat out where its not comfortable, especially on my first visit with the kitty.  If I see this cat again, I will give it about 10 minutes to adjust to me and then try to pick her up to take her out to play.  I have been known to wait for 30 minutes in front of a cage just waiting patiently trying to earn the trust of a cat who is terrified of leaving their cage.   Poor little things, who knows what they have been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, Manda, who was in the cage right below Taloola was pawing me apron and was desperately trying to get my attention.  Manda has been a resident at the shelter since July.  She&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-UuXr8d5I/AAAAAAAAABI/eJu-s0vXHXU/s1600-R/11+07+manda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-UuXr8d5I/AAAAAAAAABI/YpryhgWtjic/s200/11+07+manda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138489224206251922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is a brown tabby with the cutest dusty rose colored nose.  She is so adorable and has way too much energy to be kept in a cage.  She loves to talk to get your attention and purrs continuously.  She is very gentle and would be great with kids who can keep up with her activity level.  She loves to catch flies and will jump after toys, once caught, she will take her toys off to a quiet spot where she can keep an eye on them and make sure they don't fly again. If you aren't busy playing with her, she will just walk around rubbing up against anything and everything.  Thankfully she understands the meaning of a scratching post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143722435281336427-4551659131859403471?l=sanjose-cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4551659131859403471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4143722435281336427&amp;postID=4551659131859403471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/4551659131859403471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4143722435281336427/posts/default/4551659131859403471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sanjose-cats.blogspot.com/2007/11/29-nov-2007.html' title='29 Nov 2007'/><author><name>Gummyworm</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Ut3r8d2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/3wvuCo9RGhY/s72-c/11+07+bonnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143722435281336427.post-6468318648448351046</id><published>2007-11-29T19:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T11:29:45.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Jose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volunteer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Tom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domino'/><title type='text'>28 Nov 2007</title><content type='html'>I went to the shelter today after a long absence for my Thanksgiving vacation.  I was so excited to get back and see the kitties!  Recently there was a large adopt-a-thon at the shelter and its nice to finally see some empty cages.  I assume that means that all of the cats that are fit for adoption are up and strutting their stuff for the visitors to see.  As a volunteer we don't really get to know how many cats are in the back, or how many are just waiting for a spot in the public areas.  I went to the Purrfect Inn room where it usually houses 12 adult cats and found that 5 cages were completely cleaned and empty, awaiting a new occupant.  One small cat, who couldn't even be a year old, had one of those green medical cards attached to its cage.  This means that he is off limits to me and I am not allowed to take him out to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one I took out to play with was Tux.  My favorite standby.  He never gives me trouble and he is just an all around great cat.  According to the shelter, the previous owners gave him up&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Kl3r8dyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/v8M0Op6Nc2U/s1600-R/11+07+tux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Kl3r8dyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pAr-AJtO4ck/s200/11+07+tux.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138478083061085986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; because one of the family members discovered allergies towards the cat.  They said that Tux is a "very good cat, likes people, loving and sweet. Chases toys, pounces and uses scratching post."  So far, all their statements have rung true in the 6+ times that I have played with Tux.  He just goes with the flow and doesn't complain, other than when its time to go back in his cage, which I only worry about the cats who eagerly jump back in their cage.  After about 20 minutes of play time, Tux just found a sunny spot in the play room and laid down, very content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Tom is by far my favorite cat at the moment. He has been at the shelter since July. He is just so handsome, but above all, he is my nap time kitty.  He is completely different than the other cats in the way that when I take him out into the play room, he doesn't immediately jump&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Kl3r8dzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DbiZwu1t89U/s1600-R/11+07+tom+tom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Kl3r8dzI/AAAAAAAAAAU/suYaeUXZVwA/s200/11+07+tom+tom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138478083061086002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; out of my arms so that he can stretch and explore.  There are times when these cats don't get out to play for a few days at a time, and you know that they must be just so tired of being in their little cages where a full grown cat can't fully stretch out their muscles. But this is not stretching time for Tom Tom, he just LOVES to be held.  So I just take my pal over into the corner where a little sunshine hits his fur, I put my legs up and hold him in my arms.  He will typically turn around a few times to find that sweet spot to lay down in my arms, and then, it's nap time!  But not without him testing me with his "love bites".  I am fairly new into the cat world, but I have noticed that there are a few out there who seem to think that nibbling on your skin is a loving thing to do.  I am working to correct his behavior, but I think that it is just in their nature to do so.  He is so loving and as I hold him in my arms he purrs continuously and rubs his face up against mine and if I am not paying attention, I will find him open-mouthed, with my chin inside his jaws.  He doesn't bite down hard, but its definitely not something that should be allowed.  I am sure the sentiment was just lost in translation, however, after a firm "no" from me and he goes back to curling up in my arms and we go back to our nap.  I really hope that someone who is understanding of cats comes and falls in love with Tom Tom.  I don't think that children would be a good companion for Tom Tom because they might not be in tune with his "love bites".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domino is a new cat, who came in the weekend before Thanksgiving.  He is fairly large in stature,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Kl3r8d0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KE5uhWfFZwo/s1600-R/11+07+domino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Kl3r8d0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/dypCaX59AOM/s200/11+07+domino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138478083061086018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and seems like he's been through a lot.  Maybe he was a stray for a while.  He's a sweet cat and loves to climb up to the top of the carpeted cat condo that recently found its way into the play room.  I spent most of my time trying to trim back his nails.  You see, he has more toes than normal, otherwise known as polydactyly.  This is the first time I have noticed a cat at the shelter with this condition.  These cats are especially important to keep their claws trimmed because they don't wear evenly on account of the the extra toes being slightly higher up on their paw.  He definitely wasn't enjoying my attempt at snipping his claws, but I did manage to trim back most of his front ones.  I can't wait to play with Domino again soon so that I get to know him better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison is a beautiful tabby who has a peculiar annoyance towards certain cat toys.  Any type of the wide banded strings or boa-like cat toys on a stick that loosely resemble a tail makes Alison&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Kl3r8d1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/CqWed1AMF-g/s1600-R/11+07+alison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gffi0hemJv8/R0-Kl3r8d1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/5vSs9ok5Tpk/s200/11+07+alison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138478083061086034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; growl at the toy, she calmed down and rubbed up against me.  It was somewhat amusing and I wasn't totally sure if she was just confused because the hair on her back didn't stand up on end and she never took a defensive posture.  I then played around with another stick toy with a puff ball on the end with a ball inside and she got much enjoyment out of this.  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