Thankful Rumpy Bump

We are joining Brian's Home for their Thankful Thursday
Blog Hop

We are thankful for all our friends who visited Toby for his
11th Gotcha Day and Commentathon to benefit a no cage cat rescue. Dad will be sending 30 green papers to Kitty Cottage to help cats and kittens at this wonderful home for those in need.

Go on
What?
Meow the rest of it Rumpy
Yoo betta do whut raght dere fella
But I don't feel thankfu...
YES you do!
Ohhh, alright. I am thankful for Dad giving me my medication
so my asthma is under control and I can play.
What else?

Thanks Dad for washing my tushie. Only When Needed!
Good job Rumpy

Timmy Tomcat: Tomcat Home Spokes Cat 
Toby Tomcat: The Handsome Fellow
Buddy Budd: Elder States Cat
Rumpy Bump Stumpnots: Our Court Jester
Miss Fitz: Sloe Eyed and Fast Pawed

Einstein: The Floofy Kid 

Dad Pete: Our Old Hooman
Angel Mr Buttons in Spirit

©Tomcat Commentary by Tim: https:Timmytomcat.blogspot.com. All rights reserved

Happy 11th Gotcha Day Toby and Commentathon

Happy Gotcherz Day Dear Toby
Happy Gotcherz Day Dear Toby
Because yoo'z are our very own Howz Panfur
Happy Gotcha Day Deer Toby

Dad tell us about brofur Toby
Thanks Timmy. As you remember you were living with 21 year old Inky and I thought you could use a friend with the same energy.
I sure did Dad
I went to a local no-cage rescue that I support, Kitty Cottage, to just check things out. Toby was in a second floor room lounging on a cat tree. I was playing with a cat when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and saw the deepest green eyes looking back at me. He said "Meow" and I gave him a head rub and then went and looked at a few more cats. The next week I went back and again Toby made himself be known with a tap and a meow. I made an application and Toby came home 3 days later. 
Thanks for all the years of fun brofur Toby. 
Can I ask a question?
What Rumpy?
How come Buddy Budd can never pronounce the words correctly?
Whut? Ah saiz thinz raght!
He sure does
Not a bit off
Crisp and clear
Easy listening
But, but, never mind
Speaking of Buddy Budd he has been baking

Tober'z ah knowin dat uz doant seein eyez ta eyez lotz but
Ah happee ta makin ya da Browner Nippee Icenin Caker
Thanks Buddy. Delicious

Did you all hear that. He said "ah knowin" and " uz doant" and...
Rumpy, Hush!

Dad asked me what I wanted for my Gotcha Day and I
picked a mousie

Come here you

*ACTION SHOT*

Hey You!

*FLIP*

Hey. No hiding in the twirly thing!

*ACTION SHOT*

Thanks for coming to my Gotcha Pawty Friends

In honor of Toby's Gotcha Day we are having a commentathon. 
Dad will donate a green paper for each comment made on this post.

Yay Dad

He is a good sort

Timmy Tomcat: Tomcat Home Spokes Cat 
Toby Tomcat: The Handsome Fellow
Buddy Budd: Elder States Cat
Rumpy Bump Stumpnots: Our Court Jester
Miss Fitz: Sloe Eyed and Fast Pawed

Einstein: The Floofy Kid 

Dad Pete: Our Old Hooman
Angel Mr Buttons in Spirit

©Tomcat Commentary by Tim: https:Timmytomcat.blogspot.com. All rights reserved

Big Weekend Commentathon and Gotcha Day Celebration III

Welcome to the last day of our Grand Triple Header Commentathon & Got-Cha Celebration!

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Timmy is up today a bit ahead of his Gotcha date of October 15th. We asked Dad to comment about our Top Cat and boss. How about it Dad

Thanks Toby. I guess we should start off way back in Aught Seven. Heh, heh I really like any time I can get an Aught in but I digress
I was living with my pal Inky as this was after the separation from the old ball and chain so he was my only cat. I had thought about getting him a playmate but worried as he was not very social cat and was an elder of twenty one wonderful years spend together. I was not sure what to do.
The end of September of Aught Seven, Ha, my neighbor told me about some kittens she was fostering. We had discussed rescue, foster and TNR on other occasions ever since she saw Inky in his carrier the year before so I knew she was very involved with helping cats. She said there were two little ones she was caring for and they would be a good match for my Inky. I declined with the excuses "Oh he is too old to adjust" and "What if he does not like him." 

Too old at 21, really! I was spry as any 18 year old.
I am so going to drop Angel Poop on
your head Dad

She kept at me with a very soft sell. As I think back it was kind of odd she just happened to be in her front yard right when I got home from work. 
After a week of coaxing I finally went in to look at the little marmalade tabby boys. They ran under the couch and under the chair as soon as we made  our entrance. She told me that they were from a feral mother who was living in an alley in a nest dug under some trash bags. She dragged one out and he hissed like crazy and ran back under the couch. I thanked her and said no thank you, they are a bit wild and went home.
The next few times we met I asked how they were doing and then came the big day. When I got home she ran in the house and when she came out said: "This is Potter. His brother was adopted last night and I hope you can take him as I need to start school out west in two weeks. If it doesn't work out I will take him back. I promise." Well this was something new. An offer to take him back if things with Inky did not work out. I looked at Potter and he looked at me and I thought I saw a little glint in his eyes. I gave in, she carried him inside and I filled out the forms she has in her back pocket. She laughed and said she was not taking no for an answer. We talked about Potter and she said she loved the Harry Potter movies which is where his name came from. We hugged and she left me and Potter sitting on the couch looking at each other. He started exploring and met Inky. They sniffed each other and... went their own ways with Potter exploring and Inky heading for a nap.

Busy Man-Cat checking things out.

That night I asked Potter if it was alright to call him... hmm... call him... Tomcat, no, how about Timmy Tomcat!

Timmy. Timmy Tomcat. That has a nice ring to it. Truthfully
anything but Potter. I was getting ready to claw that woman
 if I heard "little pookie Potter" one more time. Meow.

Me and Inky got on famously

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You did tend to be a couch hog! 
I was a bit wasn't I Angel Inky

I am a chatty kitty and was always telling Dad
what to do and how to do it.

I am so glad Timmy came into my life. He was a good friend to Inky until he passed in December of that year. He has been very supportive of my odd swings of mood and has grown into a true friend that gives me much more than I can say. Thanks for asking me to talk about my true heart cat.
Aww Dad... Sniff... We better start the party before I get all teary eyed. Toby take it away
You bet Timmy. This is the last day of our three day Commentathon. We are going to tally the comments from Friday, Saturday and today and give a half a green paper per comment up to one hundred green papers to a great rescue that is close to my heart:

Kitty Cottage

This cage free adoption center is where I furst met Dad and I want to help them all I can. They have some fun events listed this month for anyone in the Philadelphia burbs so take a look. 

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And we hope you will visit the Yard Sale / Fundraiser for Jack from Tails from the Foster Kittens. Big Jack was very ill and he needed a lot of vet care and love to pull through. Purrs Jack and family! This is going on till 10/12 so bid NOW. Please

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Also please help support a great rescue:

Click image to vote. Then save the page! Vote daily till 10/15

You see them over at Animal Shelter Volunteer Life and can help by voting for them in the Vetericyn contest. Go to  'View Small Animal Organizations', then 'view entries' and search for 'PAWS'. They are moving up and you can vote once every 24 hours. Save this as a favorite so you can vote daily. Thanks

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You feel really good from reading about Timmy and helping others so lets PAWTY!

Miss Fitz: I made your cake and guarded it as
the brofurs were dying to give it a Bitey

Einstein: Bacon, as a matter or course, of course

Dad Pete: I know you love fish Timmy so I got some
of these for the pawty. Save me ONE please.

Mr Buttons: How about some fresh Tuna

Rumpy: I brought Nip if that hooman will get their hands
off of it. Sheesh...

Buddy: Ah bringin dem filetz of fine beefz

Buddy: Ah bringin dat best blue adulter beveragez too

Rumpy: Buddy you need something a bit more thirst 
quenching.
DOEZ NOT!
Does too! 

Cats! Lets not bicker among ourselves in front of the guests.
Alrightz... grumble... mumble...
OK... mumble... grumble...
Good. Now have fun evfurry one and remember you can sleep over if you have a bit too much of the adult beverages or nip...
Or both...
Thanks Miss Fitz. You are always on the ball. Now lets have some fun

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Thanks for commenting to help Kitty Cottage and
visiting our other pals who need support!
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Mr Buttons
Toby
Timmy
Dad Pete
Rumpy Bump Stumpnots
Einstein
Miss Fitz
Buddy Budd 

Big Weekend Commentathon and Gotcha Day Celebration II

Welcome to day two of our Grand Triple Header Commentathon & Got-Cha Celebration!

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Today we celebrate that wild little scamp who evfurry one loves, Einstein. Tomorrow we will pawty with Top Cat Timmy! Mr Buttons will be you host so take it away Mr B! 

Alrighty rooney Toby. Gather around evfurry kitty and hear the true story of a kitty who was brought back from the sharp edge of the abyss with around the clock medical care and lots of love. Those or you who know his story can go get some adult cat refreshments, but, it is a good story. 

On October 8 last year Dad was at work in his office, which is in the part of our house where his sister and her doggies live, when a call came in. It was about eleven and it was someone he worked with. She said there was a kitten on her porch sick. Dad asked what happened and she said she had been feeding a few community ferals but had to stop due to a new landlord and nasty neighbors. 
After she stopped a pregnant Queen started coming to her porch meowing to be fed. She put food on the porch and after a bit of time the Queen disappeared. A couple days later she came back and it was clear she had kitted. 
His friend had looked but could not find the litter so had been keeping watch. This morning the mother brought three kittens to the porch so they could eat. She left one behind and he looked sick.
Dad asked what was going on with the kitten. His friend said he was not moving.
Dad asked "Is he stiff and cold?"
"Cold but not stiff."
"Is he alive?"
"I don't know. What should I do?"
"If you want you can bring him here. Wrap him in a towel and put him where it is warm in the car or as warm as possible."
"Thank you thank you I will be right there!"
Dad thought it was most likely dead but his friend was distraught so he figured he would give her some solace.
When she arrived Dad says the kitten was cold but alive. Dad could not leave his office so asked his friend to get a moist towel, put it in a trash bag and then pop it in the microwave. He sent his sister to get a heating pad.   
While they were doing that he had the kitten in his shirt and kept rubbing him. Dads friend brought the towel pack and it was nice and warm. Dad checked it on his wrist to make sure it was not too hot and then wrapped the kitten up in it. It was that time so he put the work computer on standby and his IM to 'At Lunch'
Dad came up the stair to our part of the house and we were curious what was going on. He made some formula and by the time he had to go back to work the kitten was awake and wobbling on his tiny feet. He was very dirty and a bit stinky but alive. They took the him down to the office in a carrier with a flip top and the heating pad in it. Dads friend thanked him and left. 
By the time work was over and Dad came up to feed us dinner the little fellow was eating a bit of formula. We were curious but not overly so and mainly watched Dad continue to feed the little fellow every hour or so. He said he was worried about kitten fading syndrome. Sometimes with a shock, and sometimes without a kitten can fade and go over the Bridge. Dad is a Nursey Man so knows his stuff and put it all to use taking care of this poor little scrap.

Here is the furst photo of kitten after he came out
of his coma. He needed a baff really bad.

After his baff he looked better and Dad kept him in the carrier overnight and he took him to work the next day and the Vet that night. We thought he was all better and Dad told us he would be going into foster in a few weeks. We were wrong.
After coming back from near death he started fading. Back to the vet and they said if he made it two weeks he would most likely be alright but not go get our hopes up. Dad knew it was up to him and watched him and kept stimulating him every hour.He would not let him sink too deep and so leave us.
By Friday he also had a bad case of diarrhea. Another trip to the vet for medicine to help with this new problem. Every time he ate it would go through him. He hated it but Dad bathed him a dozen times a day and kept him as clean as possible. His little  bum was sore and he would cry. We all felt so sad for the little guy.
After a week it was a little better. After another week he made a real solid poop. Dad was doing the happy dance over that poop and so were we. Every day he got a little better.

Here he is feeling better and all cleaned up. He loved
the wet food dad gave him.

Befur long he was up and playing...

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playing...

and more playing

He met Rumpy and they were buddies right from
the start and still are best pals 

Rumpy was like a mother hen. Here he is making sure
his crate will be comfortable. After 2 weeks of around the clock
care Dad sure needed a break

There is more to the story. There always is. While caring for kitten Dad's friend captured his brofurs. They were two marmalades and were huge compared to kitten. She told Dad that before he got sick they would not let him eat any of the food she put out as he was the runt of the litter. They were a bit hissy but very cute. Dad only had them for a week before they went to an event and got adopted right away. We were happy about that.
By now Dad had decided that he was going to keep kitten but had no idea what to call him. 

Dad sent this photo to a friend at work and said he had decided
to keep him but did not know what to name him. She
replied right away, Einstein. How purrfect!

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That night Dad told Einstein his new name. Rumpy was
excited as you can see. MOL

So there is a great story of a great cat. Our littlest Man-Cat has since become a great family member joining in all the fun we have. He has become a Cat Scout and is the Bugle Master for Wally's Warriors. 
We are really glad the fates brought him to our family and now lets all keep the party going. If you weren't here yesterday for Rumpy's Got-Cha party you can see it here.

This pawty is a part of a three day Commentathon. We are going to tally the comments today, yesterday and Sunday and give a half a green paper per comment up to one hundred green papers to a great rescue that we love:

Kitty Cottage

This cage free adoption center is where Toby furst met Dad. They have some fun events listed for anyone in the Philadelphia burbs so take a look. 

Lets PAWTY! This is a three day time of fun with adult beverages so please spend weekend. Dad says he will stay in his room most of the time and you are free to lay on the bed as long as he has a bit of room.

Dig in evfurry kitty

Einsteins favorite beverage. Pour a glass or two

Since Einstein just turned one he wanted Champagne
Who are we to argue. The bubbles really do
tickle your nose.

Fresh Nip for the picking

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Dad will help us plate the Steak and Shrimp
fur evfurry kitty

Remember to stay the night if you indulge in adult cat beverages or go a bit heavy on the nip

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We hope you will visit the Yard Sale / Fundraiser for Jack from Tails from the Foster Kittens. Big Jack was very ill and he needed a lot of vet care and love to pull through. Purrs Jack and family!

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Please also help support that great rescue PAWS you see over at Animal Shelter Volunteer Life by voting for them in the Vetericyn contest. Go to  view Small Animal Organizations, then view entries and search for PAWS. They are moving up and you can vote once every 24 hours. Save this as a favorite so you can vote daily. Thanks

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Thanks fur coming Come back tomorrow and 
please leave a comment!

Mr Buttons
Toby
Timmy
Rumpy Bump Stumpnots
Miss Fitz
Buddy Budd 

Big Weekend Commentathon and Gotcha Day Celebration I

Welcome to day one of our Grand Triple Header Commentathon & Got-Cha Celebration!

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Today we celebrate Rumpy Bump Stumpnots, tomorrow Einstein and on Sunday we will pawty with Top Cat Timmy! Take it away Miss Fitz.
Thanks Toby. We do hope you enjoy our family history so Let's all get to know our furst celebrant:

 Rumpy Bump Stumpnots

The story as I hear it is that Dad was puttering on the good old internets as Dads tend to do. He had been thinking of getting another Sphynx. Our Angel Coco had gone over the Rainbow Bridge after having a good life here, first with Dads Mom and then with Dad after Mom passed.
Dad wanted to work with a rescue rather than a breeder so was browsing various purebred cat rescue sites. As he browsed and saw all those cats that needed homes he went from casual looking to seriously wanting to help a cat in need. Dad saw two handsome brothers and decided to get some more information on them.
Corkie and his brother were two American Bobtail kittens. They who were dropped at the shelter as they did not fit the breed standard due to being, well, rumpies. 
Bobtails should have a tail that is about one third to one half the length of a normal tail. These cats may also have health problems due to the accompanying shortened spine. Dad emailed the foster pawent and she said Corkie was fine, but, he had an adoptoin application already and his brother had also gotten his forever home. Dad was happy that they both had homes and figured it was meant to be. Well it was but not how he thought.
A few days later he got an email. Corkie was available! Now came the logistics as he was in West Virginia. His foster pawrent suggested a transport company and Dad made the arrangements while she made sure he got his vet check and immunizations which are needed for interstate transport. All done but the waiting.

Here he is coming home on Oct. 18th 2010. Dad got up at 430AM and drove 50 miles to get him off the transport. He was the
only cat and rode here in a big truck separated from the 20 dogs who also made the trip. Dad said the truck driver was really nice
and said he took good care of Corkie on the ride up.

After he arrived he went to the foster room. Here he is having 
his very first meal. Dad says that was gone in 5 minutes.
He still has a very good appetite. MOL 

He was curious and asked foster Phantom what he had
gotten himself into. He was told how lucky he was
as those fosters were having a grand time.

Look at those big paws. He has really grown
into them.

He really loved Dad right from the start. Just look at that
face. He was making biscuits like crazy and still does.

Rumpy says he knew he was in the right home when Dad gave him his new cool name. Dad said "No more Corkie. From now on you will be known as Rumpy Bump Stumpnots." Rumpy ran around the room meowing when he heard that. He says everyone at our Vets office love his name and make a big fuss whenever he goes to visit.
We love you Rumpy. You are our big white whale without a tail!

Thanks Miss Fitz!
We do love our big buddy. Most of the time. MOL.
Now lets get to the best part of this event, helping others with our Commentathon. We are going to tally the comments today, Saturday and Sunday and give a half a green paper per comment up to one hundred to a great rescue that is close to my heart:

Kitty Cottage

This cage free adoption center is where I furst met Dad. I tagged him from my favorite cat tree and when I saw him again I knew I picked the right guy. They have some fun events listed for anyone in the Philadelphia burbs so take a look. 

Now on with the PAWTY! This is a three day affair with adult beverages so please spend weekend. Dad says he will stay in his room most of the time and you are free to lay on the bed as long as he has a bit of room. MOL!

We have more cake so eat all you want

Tuna Cakes are the BEST

Extra Bacon for Timmy' Cat Scout pals

 Buddy brews this in the garage. It's Great!

 We have some craft beer too

 Nip, of course, plenty more so dig in

Remember to stay the night if you indulge in adult cat beverages

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We hope you will visit the Yard Sale / Fundraiser that will help Jack from Tails from the Foster Kittens. Big Jack was very ill and he needed a lot of vet care and love to pull through. Purrs Jack and family!

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Thanks fur coming Come back tomorrow!

Toby Tomcat and Crew