Tammy-Faye Jetpuff Flea-Farm Fuzzball
May ? 1993 August 24, 2004
Fuzzball was "Euthanized" on August 24, 2004. Early in the year she had been diagnosed with Diabetes, and was also having thyroid problems . During the proceding year and a half she had gotten ill several times. In her last half year her weight had gone from 13 pounds to 10, even though she seemed to be eating more food. A week after recovering from an illness, it was evident that she wasn't feeling well.
Biography
I rescued Fuzzball from the pound in June 1993 when she was about 5 weeks old. While totally adoring and loving to me, other people find her tempermental and sometimes hostile. Her sister looked totally siamese, and Fuzzball definitely has siamese characteristics, which explains but does not excuse her.
Fuzzball is the only cat I know who surfs. Since I toss and turn a lot at night surfing is the only explanation as to how she stays on top of me!
Fuzzball is a white cat with pink ears, her tail has the siamese crook to it. When she gets really cold, her ears and paws turn black. I don't have any photographic evidence of this phenomena, which doesn't happen often. Now that we live in a heated apartment I don't think I'll see it again.
How Fuzzball got her names
Her first and last names came first. When she came home from the pound she was an adorable little ball of fuzz, and I knew she would one day shed, thus the name "Fuzzball". One of my roommates, Carol, said that cat reminded her of Tammy-Faye Bakker (the hypocritical preacher's white trash wife) in one of her white mink coats, thus "Tammy-Faye". Little Fuzzball, like most cats, had her bursts of energy, then it was accidentally discovered that she like to eat marshmallows, "jetpuff" being one of the larger marshmallow brands took its place as her middle name. I digress here, to point out that her peculiar taste for marshmallows was an accidental discovery and rarely indulged, and I think never since I left the flat on Oak Street in 1998. Little Fuzzball also had a persistant flea problem, so every night she had to be flea combed and yielded a bounty of little bloodsuckers. My roommate David who sometimes combed the cat dubbed her "Flea Farm". The good news is that modern science has permanently cured Fuzzball of her fleas. Should an animal near and dear to you become infested there are several brands of insecticide that you put a drop behind your cats head, to make your cat into flea poison for the next three months or so. The first time Fuzzball was treated you could see the dying fleas dropping off her
