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  1. Chewie has left us :( 05/06/19 6.03pm. Saying Goodbye was never going to be easy.. but somehow it was.

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    I'm not sure when I last wrote a blog post on here, so I'm sorry if things are a bit hit and miss with what makes sense... 

    The cat cabin has been increasingly quiet the past two months since Pumpkin died and followed Beany to rainbow bridge... but Chewie just couldn't fully settle or feel happy when we struggled longer and longer to find new fur-family members for her... It may sound silly or insane to anyone who isn't at one with nature and speaks to their fur-clad family...... but Chewie really was like one of us... it's been her, Johnny and me for over a decade bringing new scared and hurting special needs cats into our cabin, our hearts and our entire lives revolving around their care...... At every step Chewchie has helped us make decisions, comforted us, told us off when we are being dumb/blind/silly and pointed us towards things that NEEDED to be done even in cases where the WHY wasn't even a thought in anyones minds for some time to come and suddenly "!HEY! - this is weird, it wouldn't have been possible if we hadn't already sorted that thing out months back.... "

    I'm trying really hard to pointedly stay on track with this blog post but I'm kind of lost in over 11 years of memories right now. Only 4 hours ago at 2pm we were out in the garden preparing her eternal sleeping place and laying her to rest (alongside Pumpkin, Beany, Wolfie and one of my brothers cats from years passed) and we were both overwhelmed with "funnies" that Chewie would have said like "ouch - dad thats my headdddd" as a bit of dirt rolled into the hole quicker than meant... (that way like you could always know what Gromit was trying to say to Wallace despite his character having ZERO lines.... lol) and we both just had an oddly calm feeling like she was talking to us even as we covered her.... guiding us where to lay her flowers and even blackbirds clamly hopped up beside us (literally... 20cm away) to peer into the dirt for tasty wormies etc). It was ironically the best afternoon we've spent in the front garden... as if it were her way of saying "I can't celebrate my birthday with you in the cabin so you can spend it with me out here".. It was only as we got up and realised we'd finished... that we both suddenlybecame glum again - and I silently muttered "how do we leave you out here ... and just go back indoors?" ((thank god John didn't hear it...)) **sighs sorrowfully**

    She died incredibly peacefully in my the cabin yesterday by the way. She had been wrapped in her favourite blanket despite the warm weather yesterday and staring up at me (held like a baby). She tried her absolute hardest to hold on until her 16th birthday and she missed it by just 6 hours :(. A promise was made that we would be brave for her as she'd been brave for so many years. Johnny fell asleep for a little while, as did Eggy while me and Chewie talked (she at one point looked at though she had drifted off but was still breathing then I noticed that she was using her eye to communicate, twitch for yes, pupil dilate, scrunchy face for comforting finger brush across my face please mamma.... we stayed like it for over two hours and she kept putting her paws to my face / cheek / neck to wipe my tears. At one point I couldn't stop crying and I remember thinking "oh god I'm going to panic her if I don't stop it" but I just couldn't - then as I had my eyes closed something soft brushed my chin and my lips - she'd used her energy to shuffle her shoulders upwards (like rolling over in bed you use your elbows etc to move) and pushed herself up to face me... we stared at eachother, I kind of snotty-laughed in her face and she did her little eye twinkle scrunchy face..... then laid down and again we talked for a few minutes. 
    Around 5.54 Johnny woke up, I can't tell whether he woke up and then she saw him - or she woke him up TO see him...... but the rains suddenly pattered down gently on the cabin roof, I shallowed-breathed and gasped thinking in half awe and half disbelief that "no it couldn't possibly really happen? Could it..?".
    [*A notion of "I've until the rain ends"... one of Chewie's favourite Dr Who episodes where Billy Shipton dies - the thought had suddenly popped into my head while talking to Chewie the day before when it had rained and I'd stared at her, giggled and said "not today my fruit"... it wasn't that day. But it did happen!]
    As soon as the rains began it was like she was going in to a pre-rehersed action. Positioning herself up on her elbow leaning completely into my chest like a baby, tucking her tail and hind legs in to "ready herself"... she even began using training calm breathing techniques we'd used over the years with Eggy - she looked dreamily around the cabin as if she were taking memory snapshots to share with the others when she got to rainbow bridge.. Then the rains slowed but hadn't quite stopped - she took a few shallow breaths, motioned for Daddy (Johnny) to lean in so she could see his face... her tongue curled a little as her breathing got shorter.. She clasped my hand, Johnny flopped against my side and rubbed her fur gently then a few moments later she calmly turned her head, looked up at me again and took one last long breath in - out... she did "the running" [** all the babies that have passed naturally here do a kind of struggle canter - it's best described as them seeing everyone they've been waiting to reconnect with suddenly appear before them the opposite end of a field and they eagerly canter to be nose-rubbed, kissed, hugged and greeted by those who've gone before....]

    Moments after that I'd said to Johnny - I think she... she's gone... (in between sobs I was trying to control for Chewies sake as well as Johnny and poor Eggy who'd been sat beside us the entire afternoon) but then I could feel her heart still ever so slowly beating and I rocked her gently back and forth in her blanket... she breathed a couple of tiny gurgling out-breaths and her head drooped towards me. The slight disbelief of "was that her fur moving" etc kicked in for a few moments but she'd gone. It wasn't until a few moments later we realised that we'd both noticed the rains had stopped. We'd each looked at the clock at 6.03 when Chewie stopped breathing. And each had noted that the rain stopped at that time...... My heart hurts.. I think I need to stop here for now :(

    Please don't forget to share, donate or shop as we still have Eggy to care for even if stupid local rescues and groups think "We aren't suitable" for offering a home to cats?!! ((Don't get me started on that)).

    We have a Patreon account now for the cats - it was supposed to help Beany, Pum, Chewie and Eggy but.. nobody signed up .. and now we have to have a long long think about the cause :'(.

  2. Pretty little jackets....

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    A few years ago when we still had Wolfie - our friend Pandy made us a goody bag up of her ex trial line pieces including some collars and pretty little doggy jackets. 
    As you can see - they were quickly commandeered by Chewie, Wolfie and Beany... They don't wear them very often any more due to having microwavable heat pads in their beds and heating but still nice to occassionally watch Chewie strutting around preening herself in her fancy attire! ;-)

    cats in jackets

  3. Poorly babies 1st March 2014

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    Poorly babies tonight - John did the litterboxes and sprayed the floors as they had "accidents" outside the box and up over the edge of them. Thinking it was mostly woolberton (Wolfie) as he was very yappy and headbutty tonight as well as REALLY talkative. I find it funny that he mimicks chewies voice when ill , He never talked before - not even a squeak , but now when hes poorly he sounds like chewie or scarily , like Socky (xxxxxxxxx miss you millions pupplyxxxxx) A little blood in the mix tonight , keeping an extra close eye on them the next couple days again.

    I think Wolfie was hinting for Double (W) again tonight but after finding this on the floor we didnt think that was a good idea so they each had their D's and hugs then to bed . We had to run the heater for the time we were out there , first in a while , as it seemed quite cold.

  4. Thurs 20th Feb AM

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    Just back in from the cabin. After having a horrible dream when I fell back to sleep this morning I was quite shook up and didn't know what to expect when I got out there.I was half expecting the cats to be gone and the cabin to be empty! Luckily the cats were okay and all were bouncing as about like loons.Pumpkin and Wolfie kept sniffing about and playing chase by the sofa. Chewie kept sniffing me and wanting tickles , kisses and strokes then running off to play. After they all insisted on having foods and meds we let Wolfie out to stop him from eating the girls food and he sat on the sofa by me having a climby hug.

    He panicked when John sat beside us and started scrabbling about to climb and run so I stood up thinking he would jump down but he didn't, just settled for a hug instead!?

    After tickles and chin strokes he decided to give ME a licky wash on my right side of my face then hopped into his bed. By now Pumpkin had finished her food and gone back to bed, Chewie cried so I called her up for a hug and she went floppy and stretched out on my arms like a baby :-) . After a long hug we put her in as it was getting late and she kept having a burpy tummy. As it is a little warmer today than I has been we left the thick cover off and just pulled the lighter ones down to keep them warm until tonight. Pum doesn't do hugs unless there are treats involved so she was content in her bed :-)      

  5. Update 18/02/2014

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    whoops , havent updated this for DAYS - sorry.. We have been keeping an eye on the mouldy stuff in the inner house of the cabin. It isnt spreading but has reappeared in the same place once more since first finding it. We are very close to plucking up the courage to build the new inner house ourselves instead of buying in a prebuilt and are going to be replacing the outer/main window wiring mesh this week if weather is not too bad. Wolfie sat by the open window for a little bit today (hence why we have wire over them!!) and purred at the smells of outside :). Chewbs was naughty as obvious every time the window boards get taken down. Chomped on the wire and had to be detached from it!! Pum went hyper at the smells of outside and ran into her bed to hide!. All are having Senior wet food 3 days a week alongside their dries now. Unless one is ill(er) and then they wait until all are okay :). Have found a new type of medicine which is easier to apply and more reliable for FHV-1 so will be buying this soon. Oh and we are looking into new ways of fundraising - Would any of you be interested in helping if it were simple enough? (A search or click online etc?)

  6. Friday 3rd Jan 2014

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    A brief account of today with the cats.

    Am: The cats all three came out for a run around and play when we got out to the cabin, they did the usual roles - by that I mean each doing their own usual acts.

    Chewie ran out of the house , onto the trolley and then launched at me on the sofa. Usually I am stood at the Diary unit (cupboard which the heater is on and which is tall enough for me to Comfortably stand up at and write my daily diary entries)Wolfie was not far behind her and hopped upon my leg. Pumpkin jumped out of the house , slipped effortlessly from the trolley and slunk around the corner of the sofa. They had a quick Walkabout and hug , or in pums case - a "you want to do WHAT with me?!'" and leggit!

    They all decided they wanted food so jumped over each other to be first to get back into the house.Wolfie did he usual and came back out a couple of times and hearded back. Food (meds) were given and typically he finished first.To stop him trying to eat the girls food he  comes back out while they finish eating.

    He often darts into his den cupboard to sit on top of Turti his turtle.But today he sat on the sofa with Johnny and nested on his legs.Chew finished her food and cried to come back out for hugs but the wind was getting up again by then and pum had already gone back to bed so we put wool back in and tucked the covers over the front of the house as normal to both keep them warm and to muffle the noises of outdoor for chewie.


    Tonight when we went out it was already very windy so we didn't want to risk problems , as chew gets panicky with the weather. So we didn't let them have a play firstly but fed them some strips of chicken (cooked by mum) in turn and then once things calmed a little let them play. Wolf and Chew spent ages licking the floor for scraps that may of been dropped (there was none) but it kept them entertained.

    They had dries then hugs on the sofa but gusts of wind kept shaking the wall so we put them to bed , I wrote the diary entries and then we came indoors.

  7. Chewie

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    chewies bioAge : 7 or 8? [she was a friends cat , who sadly passed away so we arent sure how old Chewie is]

    Arrival: June 10th 2008 How she got here: She was collected from Reading at my sister in laws house - She originally came from a close friend in Wolverhampton area.

    Why she is with us: She was suffering from feline alopecia , being very sick with horrid things being brought up - and as said above , her previous owner has now passed :(

    Medical Issues: Vestibular Disorder , Alopecia and Digestional Disorder , Renal disorder and Feline Eczema

    Day to day attitude: She seems very excitable , bouncy and "over the top" but this is mostly due to her Balance and Hearing issues , she can get quite angry for no apparent reason but you have to learn to read the signs of her body language to know that this is because a seemingly innocent BANG of a door can cause her to think she is being attacked and fall over. Scratches and gouges a plenty on my part from saving her as she is about to topple off a unit or cat tree!

    Abilities: VERY flexible , bendy , bouncy and loves to play PING PONG / Table Tennis with her bouncy ball. She is very smart behind the confused and sometimes "dopey looking" outer shell. She is also able to make audible human sounding words and sentences

    Special Needs: She needs constant observation , special hair loss oil , Renal medication and specialist shampoo / soother solution for her skin as it dries out.

    Coat description: mid to long length black "hairy beasty" fur. Managable with hardly any brushing although she has a fondness for holding the brush herself to brush her chin!

    Breed Detail: Maine Coone , Rex Cross ...(as far as we know! She's a mixed bag of nuts ;-) )