A closeup of Mia

Thursday, January 19, 2012


On Dec. 14, I came home to find Mia soaking wet in her little fleecy bed (I think she'd fallen into her water dish earlier), shaking, and unable to stand.  I kept her in my own bed all night, keeping her warm and petting her, and barely sleeping.  In the morning, I took her to the vet.  She still couldn't stand, and she seemed to have suffered some kind of stroke or other major neurological damage.  I made the sad decision to put her down, and then I held her in my arms as the vet administered first a sedative since she seemed somewhat agitated in the unfamiliar vet office, and then while the vet and her assistant gave Mia a  drug that stopped her heart.  We all cried, but it was clearly the best choice for my dear little cat.

Goodbye, Mia.

I had her exactly a year and three quarters -- March 15, 2010 to Dec. 15, 2011, twenty one months of her sweet affection.

-- Rachel Holmen

Thursday, September 15, 2011


I thought it was still summer.  Why is it so cold?  Ah, yes, I must wait until October.

Is there food?

Must lick paws. then sleep.

-- Mia

Sunday, June 5, 2011


I'm a very helpful cat.  I help Rachel type her internet passwords.  Why does she keep saying "Nope awz on kibord"??? -- Mia

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Comb Me!

Hello, Rachel, please comb me.  I'm shedding, and so of course I lick my fur -- and then I get all these hairballs.  You're usually a good caregiver, but I need help!!! -- Mia.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

I think I'll call Mike

I've just realized I can dial the phone. -- Mia

Monday, February 28, 2011

Crazy Weather

Lately I've been alternating my time between watching the weather (wind! rain!) from my tuffet next to the window -- but the window's open an inch, some often lately that's been TOO cold -- and snuggling as deep as I can into the bedspread on Rachel's bed.  Today I got 3 treats.   -- Mia

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Still crabby, but vet gives me a clean bill of health

I'm still crabby, but Rachel took me to the vet and even had them take a blood sample (OUCH!).  I purred through the whole thing, which made it hard for the vet to hear my heart beat -- but she said it seemed fine.  I am OVERGROOMING myself and probably have a flea allergy, so even without a sign of a single flea, they're going to put Advantage on Frontline on me.  (Hasn't happened yet.)  My bloodwork came back fine -- I'm negative for all the usual feline diseases.  I guess NEGATIVE in this case means GOOD. -- Mia