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Raising Noah : a story for cat lovers

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

This blog is dedicated to Michelle who I have long suspected is my friend because she fell in love with Noah.

During the final episode of Alli McBeal my phone rings. Reluctantly I answer, and am greeted by a woman who is clearly in crisis. She starts off by saying that she got my phone number from someone who has my phone number from someone--people in animal rescue know the drill and cringe when a conversation begins like this. It is never good and I start to prepare myself for the inevitable. So, she begins...
She explains to me that she had heard some strange mewing sounds coming from her garden and had gone out in the rain to investigate. What she found, she wasn't quite sure but believed it to be a newborn kitten. I sigh. This is clearly not going well. Next she tells me that she has heard I rescue cats and since she works full- time and this kitten clearly needs 24 hour round the clock care, she will have to put it to sleep if I don't take it. I silently complement her on her delivery. The possible kitten is now mine. And so Noah arrives not only wrapped in an insole of a shoe but is actually in a shoebox. When I check him out he is really quite something. His tiny ears are pinned down, his eyes are locked closed and his tail is longer then his whole body. I look at his tiny square orange face that resembles a minuscule tiger and I fall in love. Casey, my male dog has also apparently fallen in love and is hysterical to get closer to Noah. I put the shoe box down, and he takes a quick look inside to confirm his suspicions and we go to sleep with Casey guarding Noah and his shoebox. The next morning I go about creating Noah's incubator. I place a heater in the bathroom full blast and fill a
box with layers and layers of soft liners. Noah is now upgraded from a shoe box to a UPS box, and Casey is frantic. I then stock up on mamalac amid warnings not to get too attached to Noah as he is too young to survive without his mother. I try my best not to glare at these well-intentioned people and return to my baby determined that he will make it. I wake up every 3 hours to feed him without an alarm and I rub his bum to simulate a mother's cat tongue. I bring him to the couch where he falls asleep under my chin, and then pass out for a few hours only to begin the cycle again. Seven days later, Noah's eyes open and he looks straight at me. I can see that he is not impressed. I quickly try to assure him that he takes after his father and not to panic. He is still not impressed.
By three weeks, Noah wants out of the box. He lunges at the wall of the box, pulls himself up to the rim and then topples onto the tiles. The first time I think it is a fluke, the second time I know I am in trouble. This minuscule orange kitten has decided that he wants out and there is no box that is going to be big enough to contain him. So Noah begins to walk, with Casey on top of him like a portable roof. My life has gone from the mundane to the absurd.
Next I take him to the vet for his weekly check-up and am told that Noah is underweight. I return home with Casey and baby Noah and a few cans of wet food. Noah loves the food and start scoffing it down. I watch, alarmed but fascinated until he starts to wobble. I think I am imagining this due to sleep deprivation when he hits the floor unconscious. I rush baby Noah to the vet who gives him three adrenalin shots and nothing. My vet begins to panic which is never good and I am told to rush Noah to an animal hospital, and do I think I can drive? It was a good question as given the choice I would have preferred to pass out. So, I am in the car, shaking as I drive my unconscious pediatric kitten to the hospital. As I pull into the parking area, he wakes up. Noah is completely alert and immensely pleased with himself. I am muttering under my breathe as I cross the threshold of the hospital at $175.00. A vet comes to examine him and is fascinated with his little patient. I am less amused. He suggests that Noah should stay for observation. I suggest that Noah is a piglet. Noah stays. At 4:00 am the vet calls me with an update. Noah has now been under observation for hours and has not stopped eating the whole time. He suggests that Noah is indeed a piglet. A few hundred dollars later, I take my baby piglet home.
The next time I see Noah's vet, he tells me it is now time for me to teach Noah how to use the cat litter. I honestly think he is kidding. The vet is not kidding. On the way home I decide to let the cats raise Noah from now on for both our sakes.
Today, Noah is a very strange cat. He does not run properly, making circles with his back legs as he gains speed. He looks absolutely ridiculous and like all moms, I feel responsible. Noah giggles, sulks, and he tells me off on a regular basis.
At night, he loves to run over my body in the dark which makes me crazy much to his delight and in the morning he asks for food with the soft sounds he made as a baby. There are now younger cats living with us but Noah has maintained his status as babycat of the family. Now that Casey is gone, Noah is attempting to make friends with my neighbor's huge dog. I often ask him, where is Casey and Noah will pretend to look for him. I know better. Typical kid, he's just not telling.

Member Comments About This Blog Post:
MJLUVSANIMALS 5/5/2012 11:01PM

    You need to write books about your journey with your furry friends. You have a talent with words and letting us in to your world and the antics your little guys have amused and saddened us. Adorable.

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LAFFWITHLINDA 11/21/2011 3:49PM

    What a great story, thanks for sharing.

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CEEG-ERRIFIC 11/21/2011 2:57PM

    Great story! I had to go look through your photos to see a picture of him - he is absolutely darling. Gotta love cats with attitude. When my Husband and I got married we adopted a cat that his sister had to play mommy to. We took him home as soon as he was on solid food. We named him Diablo because he was just a little devil. They don't stay little for long though - ours turned into one HUGE cat 20lbs of NOT fat cat. He passed away several years ago, Miss him every day.

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BLESSED714 10/31/2011 1:09PM

    What a wonderful, heart-warming story. He seems so precious Noah. I laughed & cried at the same time also. You are truly a wonderful person caring for these beautiful creatures.


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CALICO_CHLOE 9/27/2011 11:37PM

    That is a great story I cried and laughed at the same time

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    Thanks Naomi. Loved Noah's Story!! I agree, Chicken Soup would LOVE this story. I just finished the PetLover's Book (my 1st Chicken Soup Book) & it was very good. Love to the Piglet!!!

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NIKOBLUE 9/19/2011 2:36PM

    Naomi, you should submit this to Chicken Soup. What an adorable, amazing little kitty.

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FRACTALMYTH 9/15/2011 4:17PM

    ROFL it is rare for me to actually laugh out loud, but the second piglet did it :P Well done - on all counts!

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LSBETH 9/14/2011 7:26PM

    emoticon for taking in Noah, or really to be honest, for letting Noah adopt you and Casey.

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MILLISMA 6/6/2011 9:08AM

    I have had cats all my life and just love this story. Hugs to you and Noah!

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NEW-CAZ 6/6/2011 3:03AM

I am not a cat lover I confess (having nearly had my right eye scratched out by one when I was I young I stil don't trust them) but I warmed to your story.
So cute! I adore this rescue story, thank you for sharing it emoticon

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    Wonderful story! I will be off to check the photo's soon. Thank you for sharing it with us.

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MAGGIE805 5/30/2011 9:46PM

    Awwww. What a sweet story. My two kitty boys are both rescues and are very out of the ordinary. They let my Jack Russell think my Jack Russell think she's the boss. It's all very cute. emoticon

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WILLOW49 5/23/2011 3:08PM

    What a wonderful story! What a character!

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IDLETYME 5/18/2011 7:57AM

    You write a great blog. I love your page - so pretty and all of you pictures are great. I wish you much success on your journey with Spark People!

Have a super day!
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CRYSTALJEM 5/17/2011 1:15AM

    Awww... You were right, I loved it. What a cat, an obvious heart stealer.

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SLIMCHANCE5 5/16/2011 11:59AM

    What a beautiful story!! I love the way you tell this- and what a lucky kitten Noah is to have found you. Now I can't wait to go to your page and look at your pictures!! Thanks for sharing!

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CURRY63 5/13/2011 3:17PM

    I loved your blog! Having rescued kittens from the river bank and the motor of my husband's truck and some just left because they know we "just love cats", I can understand: the rush to the vets, the agony of waiting to see what happens next and falling head over heels in love with a little bundle of fur. I also know the agony of losing some of these babies but I know in my heart I did what I could to make them happy while they were here. There will always be a place in my heart for those we have lost as I am sure you miss Casey. Thank you, my friend, for letting me share.

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MEDIT8OR 5/12/2011 6:28PM

    Wow, what an endearing story. I love Noah! You are a seriously gifted writer. I read this out loud to my twins! (15 years old). Thanks so much for sharing.
Soon we will most likely lose our 14 year old Akita, he is having a tough time walking now. Very sad. My partner has not come to the place where he is ready to let go, so for now we will just hug and love him and hope is not in too much pain.

Thanks sooooo much for the dedication.


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GABBY308 5/11/2011 9:23PM

    What a great blog! It made me remember raising puppies. I always ended up keeping the runt and reject of the litter. There's a special bond that develops when you have to feed them with eyedroppers and rub their tummies!

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CELIAMINER 5/11/2011 8:31PM


I absolutely adore this story of Noah! Do you have a blog somewhere else on your cats?


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SUNDAWNER 5/11/2011 8:24PM

  What a story! I just had to check out all your photos after reading your post -- Noah is a cutie (as are all the rest!). You took some great pictures--I just had to smile when I looked at them. My household currently includes 2 cats and 1 black lab (and they all get along wonderfully). It does make for some interesting moments, I must admit.

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DEVORA4 5/11/2011 8:06PM

  emoticon wow what a cat!

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PAMMYLBEAR 5/11/2011 8:01PM

    What an absolutely delightful story! Sounds like quite the character. And Noah is, too!

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