Greetings from Illinois!
I have joined the forums to hopefully learn a little bit more about why our kitties are behaving the way they are. We have 5.
First is Mr S. He is the alpha male, and the one who was here before the kid, therefore he thinks he is our firstborn. I rescued him while flying patients out of flooded hospitals in Biloxi after Hurricane Katrina. The Humane Society was there and had a truck bed where they were throwing all the dead/dying cats. Then another for adoptable ones. I took 4 few day old kittens from the discard pile and shoved them in my flight suit. The HS woman went ballistic and started lecturing me, then demanded I give her the kittens back. I handed her 3 kittens, and left the 4th inside my suit. Once we got airborne I tube fed him IV fluids and infant formula. Obviously, he made it
He is a neutered male and was declawed the traditional way before I learned how barbaric the procedure is.
Next is the Calibrator. Callie came to us when her original home decided they wanted a bull mastiff and not a cat anymore. She was also urinating inappropriately there, so it was an easy throwaway for them. She settled into our home just fine. She is fat and happy, and sleeps in her window seat pretty much all day. She is about 7 yrs old, declawed and spayed.
Next is Puma. I got to the vet's office one morning before they opened, and saw a kitten playing in the bushes under their deck. Turns out someone had dumped 4 kittens there the night before. We found homes for her siblings and kept her. She needed surgery for a stomach defect when she was about a year old, and I had to do her pain shots. As a result, she hates me. I am very rarely allowed to touch her, she generally runs when she sees me. It's been 3 years. Fortunately she adores my husband and gets her snuggles from him. She is also spayed and laser declawed.
Next is Big Head. (That is what happens when you let a toddler name your new kitten...) Our neighbor had a feral cat give birth in her window well. Then we came home and saw a lactating female dead by the road, so I took a mixing bowl and brought home 8 one week old kittens. After many many *many* bottle feedings, we found homes for 7 of them and kept our favorite, BH. He thinks he is a person. He is neutered and laser declawed.
Last is The Doctor, aka Dr Pepper. He has the least interesting story. He was in the shelter adoption rack at Petsmart and was trying to paw at my daughter through the acrylic and she fell in love. He is about a year old, neutered and laser declawed.
And that is all. We had taken in a 26 pound Maine Coon named Billy for a few months but he wouldn't stop bullying the Calibrator. He had his claws, and we felt it would be unfair to delcaw him as an adult. So he went back to his original owner, and she sent him to live with her mom.
Looking forward to meeting some new folks and learning more!