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Viagra canadian New Scientist magazine reports that “female alley cats call the shots at mealtime” and that large tom cats defer to little kittens at the food dish:

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Viagra canadian Let me tell you about those cats. Viagra canadian First up: Lucky 13. Viagra canadian

Viagra canadian Loca & Lucky
Loca & Lucky back when both of her eyes were still blue

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Loca & Cat

Viagra canadian Yes, viagra canadian that’s his name, viagra canadian just Cat. Viagra canadian He came to us as a barn cat in flight from an unsafe domestic situation. Viagra canadian When I would bring him his food — or, viagra canadian rather, viagra canadian bring the cat I believed to be a female cat her food — I would say, viagra canadian “Here I am with your food, viagra canadian cat” because I didn’t know “her” well enough to come up with a name yet. Viagra canadian Before we knew it, viagra canadian “she” was answering to “Cat” and that was that. Viagra canadian

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Viagra canadian Loca & Ty-Juan
Loca & Ty-Juan

Viagra canadian Ty-Juan was more than half-starved himself when he moved in; his body had already begun to digest itself when former students led me to him on the first day of school in 2005. Viagra canadian Then, viagra canadian he was so frail that I was afraid to lift him for fear of accidentally breaking his bones. Viagra canadian He spent more than a month in the library before he was well enough to mingle with the other animals. Viagra canadian The next year, viagra canadian he kept Lucky company during his brief stay in the library and became his regular partner in sleep and play during his kittenhood. Viagra canadian (Which, viagra canadian come to think of it, viagra canadian may explain why Lucky didn’t wreck my life either.)

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She gets along with everybody!

Viagra canadian Another reason I’m glad about the New Scientist report on that study of feral cats in Rome is that it gives me an excuse to tell you about one of my favorite organizations and one of my favorite people: The Torre Argentina Cat Sanctuary and Deborah D’Alessandro. Viagra canadian

Viagra canadian Located at Largo di Torre Argentina in Rome (the temple where cat-phobic Julius Caesar was assassinated) was founded when archaeologists gave the keys to its underground caves to two Roman women who were caring for the colonies of feral cats who had moved in among the ruins. Viagra canadian Volunteers like American ex-pat Deborah D’Alessandro care for the cats, viagra canadian raise funds, viagra canadian and use the unique visibility of these peculiarly located felines to advocate for cats within Italy and internationally. Viagra canadian

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  • Angie Pohlman

    Thank you for a great discussion on cats! Cats have always found their way to my doorstep. I had four cats living with me (a low number for me) a little over a year ago; Che – I call him my first born, the first cat that I cared for after moving out of my parents house, Gani – a friend found her as a kitten in his grandma’s yard, my boss at the time took me there to get her and found that she was very skinny and had a thick coating of mites and fleas (pattrice, I think you may have met both of them when you came here?), the other two are Gassy, a cat that came to my family’s home when I was 14, my father was moving and decided he didn’t want this old kitty any more, and Juri, who literally appeared on my doorstep about 2 1/2 years ago, skinny as a rail and amazingly lovable. Last summer, Che began to quickly lose weight, the vet said that he had a cyst on his kidney and had less than a month to live. He was 5. Che died at home about a week later. It was horrible, I hadn’t experienced grief like that since my mom died about 1 1/2 years before. A few months later, Gassy began to lose weight and stopped eating. I took her to the vet on a friday, she was still undergoing testing when she died on Saturday night. She was 12, so the vet said it was probably old age. Then it was just Juri, Gani and I, we moved into a single apartment, where they became good friends. It had been about a year since Juri had been to the vet, so I took him to get a check up, and the vet noticed his heart beat was funny. She said it is something we will have to watch. About four days later, I fed them breakfast, and turned around to put my shoes on, and turned back to say goodbye for the day, and Juri was on the ground panting. He died within a few minutes, the vet guessed it was a heart attack. Needless to say, it has been a rough couple of years. Gani and I moved in with a friend who lives with 6 cats and 2 dogs. Gani has had trouble getting used to the new situation, I think she was still grieving when we moved. She stays in my bedroom. For me, I love being in a house full of cats again, I don’t know what I would do without cats. Sorry! Rambled. Thanks for the story!

  • Oh, Angie, I am so sorry for your many recent losses but so glad to hear about the loving care you gave to Che, Gassy, and Juri. I hope that you and Gani are taking good care of each other in your shared grief. I do remember cats from when I came to speak at your school. Didn’t one of them crash on the bed with me?

  • Angie Pohlman

    Thank you, pattrice, it has really been hard (as I am sure you know) dealing with other humans while grieving for an animal. I am sure some one crashed with you, do you remember their color (if he was black, it was Che, if she was a greyish calico, Gani).

  • Kimberlee

    Thank you for posting this. I found it moving myself, as I read it with my cat in my lap.