Great name, huh? So mancatly. Especially when Mosaic Lady pronounces it: "Smudgers".
Yao-lin, where do I go to claim the medal you awarded me?
Not only does my rosy, post-adoption life require that I tolerate a mentally deranged dog and any number of foster cats, this foster cat smells like poo!!
Can you feel my
Not many people thought Smudge would live this long, or live at all. His mom dropped him and his brother on some lady's porch hours after birth. (His brother, Cheddar, is an orange guy! A classic striped Tabby.) A very nice rescue kitty named Cindy had a litter of five kittens she was nursing, so she took Cheddar and Smudge under her belly, too. All of these cats have wonderful new forever homes. We have Smudge. Lucky us.
Smudge has had some sort of disgusting issue with his poop tract since birth. He hollers and screams when he tries to go and used to get so full of poo he would vomit and stop eating. The vet can find nothing wrong with his insides, so he has enemas every few weeks to clean him out. He is much better now, although he is a total runt. He is about 5 months old, and you can see he is no bigger than Lucy, who is much younger.
There is NO shortage of Smudge poo in our house, I can promise you. And he goes wherever he feels like it. He is afraid that the litter box is biting his hiney. If you look up "dingleberry" in Webster's, you will see his face. And sometimes it sticks to him and he really stinks, which reminds us of a few of you kitties that shall remain nameless. You know who you are. Mosaic Lady had to cut a bunch of his tail furs off the other night. They call him Smudge for the faint black mark on his forehead, but I call him Smudge for dark streaks in other places.
So far, Mosaic Lady has not stepped in it, but we have 2.5 more weeks to go. It is disgusting and I apologize if you are eating your stinky goodness breakfast.
Here is a better picture of Smudge's partner in mayhem, Lucy. It's good they have each other, I suppose, because if there were only one kitten they would be torturing me all the time. Now they just torture me when they are awake. I do not recall signing on for any sort of fostering chores when I agreed to join this family.
Especially for the poo challenged.