Meet Callaway - Our new kitten

This is Callaway (yes as in golf), our new kitten. He is 8 weeks old - his birthday is Dec. 25th 2008. We found him on Cragislist and fell in love with the moment we met him. We have been preparing for a kitten to join our home and Cameron was really wanting a gray one - he reminds us of the late Bo, who was Paris' sister Corri's Russian blue. Callaway's Dad is a pure bred Himalayan and his mom is a Calico.

Callaway did fabulous on the drive home from Tigard - (a 30 minute drive), I wrapped him in a towel and thought we'd put him in a laundry basket and cover it up, but instead he lay on my lap and slept the whole way home, didn't even try once to break free.

As soon as we got home Cameron and Sofia were so happy to have him as their own and excitedly followed him around, Sofia was crawling after him and followed him right under the highchair, then got stuck. She stopped trying to keep up with him after that.

Sofia was very gentle as she checked him all out, she does love him. But he is still a little scared of her.

He loves to cuddle on your lap and sleep.


Here he is cuddling on Paris' lap.

Cameron sure does love his Callaway, and Callaway likes to cuddle with his Cameron as well.

I took him to the vet for his first check-up, which included all the fun stuff: temperature in the bum, blood draw, vaccinations, de-worming treatment, etc... he tested negative for the Feline Leukemia so that was good, and he was healthy in every other way- yippee! He weighed in at 2 lbs. on the dot. This photos was taken after all of the probing and poking, he was trying to clean himself up. He really was a good little kitty, he stayed calm and gave everyone kisses. He goes back in 2 weeks for more vaccinations, then when he is 4 months gets the BIG stuff done.

- He has already done his first "Yes I am a cat, and a stinker" thing. It was 8:00pm Monday we had just finished FHE and took Cameron and Sofia upstairs to brush teeth, use the bathroom and get ready for bed. As they were doing this with Paris and Callaway, I came downstairs to vacuum the family room and rugs quick. When I came back upstairs, Callaway was not to be found..... the last they saw him was when he was behind the rocking chair in Sofia's room. He couldn't go too far because he hadn't mastered the stairs just yet, and the bonus room door was closed, so we searched all of Sofia's room, Cameron's room, the bathrooms, our bedroom the whole time jingling his balls with bells and calling his name and "kitty, kitty" Nothing, no meowing, nothing. Paris checked downstairs just in case, but still nothing. He was starting to get very nervous - he has had bad luck with pets in the past, and was thinking the worst "oh no we just spent all of this money on his exam, supplies..... and he is gone, maybe Dead?" I on the other hand have grown up with cats, and kittens and many of them very naughty and mischevious. I thought he was just hiding and being a typical naughty cat. But the more he looked worried, I wondered could something be wrong? Well it was now 8:45 and we needed to get the kids to bed, so we went into Cameron's room for prayers and Cameron asked a special blessing to help us find Callaway as he prayed. Paris read Cameron stories and I took Sofia to her room to change her diaper and read her stories, as I lay her down to change her I glanced over to her tall bookshelf and noticed on the bottom shelf, back in the corner on a stack of fabric a curled up sleeping kitten.... Callaway!!! I called to Paris and he came in quickly to see that little stinker, sound asleep there on the soft fabric. We couldn't believe it, he kind of blended into the corner and we had overlooked him there the last 20 times we were in the room calling his name looking for him. Paris said, "Okay that is it, I am not worrying anymore." That is a cat for you I suppose right? Well we still love him, the little stinker!

FIRST TOOTH LOST

Yesterday (Feb. 18th) Cameron lost his first tooth! He has been wiggling it for a few weeks now and it was soooo loose the past couple days we knew it was going to fall out at any moment. He woke up in the morning after working on it while he was in bed and came down to tell Daddy that it was very loose and bent it way down to show him and POP out it came, barely a drop of blood which was a good thing. He was so excited!!!












The tooth.
















The Tooth Fairy pillow he received as a gift when he was a baby, it sure beats trying to wrap the tooth up in a tissue and hiding it under your pillow and hoping it doesn't fall out in the night - Makes it easier for the Tooth Fairy to deliver money as well. :)














We had to write a little note to the Tooth Fairy because Cameron set his tooth on the table after showing it to me, and it disappeared.... so he wrote "Tooth Fairy, I lost my tooth and now it's gone. Cameron"
The Tooth Fairy left him $5.00 which he can't wait to go buy something Star Wars with it.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Poor Cameron

Last Wednesday Cameron had a mild fever of about 100, so he stayed home from school and rested, I figured his body must be fighting something. By the late afternoon he perked up and seemed fine, so he went to school Thursday. Well that night around 10:00 the terrible barky cough began and when he inhaled it sounded just awful. I had Paris listen to him over the phone so he could hear how bad it sounded, of course my Nurse was not here he had to work. Cameron and I sat in the bathroom for 30 minutes with the shower on full blast to steam it up nice a good, he just fell asleep, then I bundled him all up with a blanket and we sat on the porch for a few minutes. Back inside to bed, by this time his fever was rising and his breathing wasn't a whole lot better, so I filled the humidifier with water, gave him some Motrin, and got him all settled in bed - with me. I knew I wouldn't get much sleep with him kicking me and sleeping sideways and snoring, but I was too worried about his breathing to put him in his own room. He slept pretty good - I did not, but at least I knew he was okay and didn't have to get out of bed to check on him all night. So to speed up the story a bit, Friday he was just plain sick, with a cough and fever of 102, on and off all day. Saturday he was still so sick, poor thing had no energy and couldn't get off the couch - still had his fever of 102/103. Paris thought we should take him to Urgent Care so we got him ready and just as we were getting his shoes on by the front door, he started coughing, then throwing up - he did miss the rug at the front door which was a miracle and only got his pants and my arm, the rest made it on the wood floor which was no problem to clean. We lay him on the floor in the living room so we could change his pants, I said to him as he lay there in pain, coughing and just feeling awful, "It's okay Cameron, it's okay", He looked at me and said "It's not okay mommy, it's not. " Poor thing was so sick, it was just not okay, he wanted to feel better. Paris took him to Urgent Care and they were back within the hour with 2 prescriptions, one for Azithromycin, and then a cough medicine with codene. I opted to go get them filled but of course our regular pharmacy at Salmon Creek Hospital is closed on Saturday so I thought I'd head to Walmart since it was closer than Costco..... BAD decision on my part. After being in Walmart for 1 hour and 30 minutes with all of the crazy's, then getting the run around and wanting to charge me $75 for the medications (that's WITH Insurance) grrrrrr. I decided to get my prescriptions back and took them to Costco where I waited another 40 minutes, paid the reasonable amount and finally made it home. Cameron was still sick on Sunday and coughed all night, Paris checked his lungs several times but heard nothing, he still had his fever too, so first thing Monday I called Dr. Jones and we went in that afternoon to see her. She gave us a prescription for a single dose of a steroid medication to help with the strider in his cough (when he inhaled) and told us if he was not better by Wednesday to come back and she would order a chest X-ray, even though as of then his lungs sounded clear... Tuesday he was a TINY bit better, his fever was a little lower and his cough a bit better. Wednesday he had no fever just completely weak, but he was bouncing back, our Cameron was returning! Finally by Thursday he was doing a whole lot better he was really perking up and was able to go to school. He missed school so much while he was sick, he just loves Ms. Kaden and his Kindergarten class. We are so glad this terrible, terrible sickness is finally gone - now we can try to get caught up on some very needed sleep.

Poor Cameron sick on the couch.