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I was born in the Spring of 2004.
My mom was a feral cat -- that means she was a domestic cat that had no
home, and lived outside like a wild cat. Her name was Junior. I have a brother, Pod, and
a sister, Grace. When we were in my mother's womb, she had a virus that attacked
Grace and me. It caused a condition called cerebellar hypoplasia (that's a big word).
Grace and I were left with balance problems caused by a part of our brains that
could not develop properly. We're normal in almost every way -- we play, fight,
purr, meow, and do just about everything else a "regular" kitten does, but we
can't sit, stand, walk, and run like other cats. We try hard to walk and run,
and can do so for a little while sometimes, but we eventually fall down.
So what makes me a "lighthouse
kitty?" Well, you can't hang around the people I live with and not learn to love
lighthouses. Bob and Diane are always out and about, usually doing something
that has to do with lighthouses or history. If I want to spend time with them (I
do!), I have to visit lighthouses, historic sites, parks, and other fun places (and meet lots of people). So although my
special condition causes me lots of problems, it has also given me some unique
opportunities. I might not be a "lighthouse kitty" if I had not been born with cerebellar hypoplasia, because my condition makes it impossible for me to run
away and get lost when I go on my adventures.
As I grow up and go on my
adventures, I'll share them here. And I'll post links so you can find out more
about the things I'll discuss. Stop by every so often and see what I have been
up to. I'll post my schedule, when I have one, and maybe you can come see me. I
love to meet new people -- it makes me purr!
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This is me napping with my friend
Shiloh the beagle on November 27, 2004.
She has a comfy bed and doesn't mind sharing it with me and the other kitties.
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