Cornelius Fudge

18/10/2023

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18/10/2023

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07/03/2023

22/12/2021

17/12/2021

The Female Authority is posting here to let you know that her darling boy, Cornelius Fudge, passed gently on December 11th at home. He was 19 years, 8 months and 13 days old.

Cornelius became ill and we took him to the emergency animal hospital. After they did some tests, they determined that he needed extreme intervention to survive - something that at his advanced age was unlikely to add to his quality of life.

I brought him home with various medications and after a very long discussion, we called a veterinarian who has made it her calling to assist in "end of life" situations.

We made him as comfortable as we could for three days, and on Saturday morning she came to our home. She sedated him while he was on my husband's lap, and then, with Cornelius on my lap, she set him free, painlessly.

We are bereft. He was the most charming and delightful pussycat you could ever meet. Our house is empty.

We are very sad but feel very blessed to have had this lovely, delightful, dignified, and oftentimes silly creature in our lives.

We will mourn. Then we will find a new baby to love. And that baby will bring new traits and a new personality for us to love.

Thank you for visiting Cornelius Fudge. Here is his last photo sleeping peacefully in his little bed the night before he passed.

05/12/2021

I must admit, I do have a pretty good life. Here's a pic of the female authority and me watching the tv (whatever that is) together.

05/12/2021

It has been a very long time since I was here. On March 29th, 2021, I celebrated what the authorities called my 19th birthday. Apparently, they believe that 19 in pussycat years means 92 in human years. That's ridiculous! I overheard the female authority saying she's 68! How can she be younger than I am? Anyway, they put a stupid hat on my head (which I tore off at the first opportunity ... i.e. immediately!), decorated the house and set off sparklers.

Frankly, I just wanted to sleep through it all.

But then, they brought out the food, and I decided it was okay. They ate cake and gave me some Churus, which were quite delicious, along with a little catnip. All in all, a successful birthday for a handsome fellow such as myself. They adored me, which was quite correct and gave me a soft new bed and all the love and attention I so rightly deserve at all times.

03/01/2020

The female authority took me to the doctor's office this morning for my monthly Cartrophen shot to alleviate my arthritis. Naturally, she was unable to leave well enough alone and demanded that the vet tech give me a pedipurr.

The vet tech is entirely too enthusiastic about such things and asked the authority to hold onto me. They began discussing me as though I was not even purresent. The female authority told the tech what a lovely purrsonality I have always had and how gentle and friendly I am.

So, I waited until the tech was doing my left hind leg and I hissed loudly at her. LOL! She jumped halfway across the room!

Here's a photo she took when we got home. She has threatened to clean my ears this afternoon, but I hope I managed to scare her off with that hiss. It might give her paws. You'd never know to look at me that I'm such a troublemaker, would you?

02/11/2019

01/11/2019

Cornelius gets a new bed. But, we had to lace it with catnip to get him interested.

01/11/2019

I've had a rough couple of days. First, the witch (I can call her that because it was Halloween! HA!) cleaned my ears. Between you and me, I like having clean ears, I just don't like the process of having mineral oil and a cotton ball poked around inside them while she gloms onto me so I cannot escape. It also tickles and my hind leg wants to give my ear a good scratching, which makes her laugh.

She is a crazy human.

Then, yesterday morning, she forced me into my carrier and took me out in the car for a visit with Doctor Jay. Let me tell you, a car ride is never a good thing for any self-respecting pussycat. Now, Doctor Jay is nice enough, but he's big and scary and he pokes and prods me and sticks needles in me all while he strokes and pets me and tells me what a fine little chap I am.

However, he said something yesterday that was MEWSIC to my clean, handsome ears. He told her I've lost weight and he wants her to give me more food!

I told you he's okay.

Unfortunately, he wants to put meat on my legs, not my tummy and that could be a challenge.

He also said my heart was beating too fast and he is concerned about my thyroid, so he asked purrrmission to do blood work.

He took me out of the room and handed me over to two ladies. Well! You know me with the ladies! I love them and they love me. They were extremely seductive. Unfortunately, they turned out to be of the vampiric persuasion. I let them know in no uncertain terms exactly how I felt about what they were doing to me.

One of them brought me out to the waiting room and told the female authority that I'm her favourite patient. "He's so soft and sweet," she said. "I'll show ya soft and sweet, sister," I growled as she popped me back into my carrier.

Following an uneventful drive home, I was released from the carrier and settled into my bed for a nice, long restorative nap. It was a long, harrowing day for me. My bedtime snack was half again as large as usual and I did enjoy that. The trick-or-treaters came and went and the authorities watched a movie.

Doctor Jay called and said my thyroid results were good.

Now, it is November. Time for another season in the life of Cornelius Fudge.

20/08/2019

The female authority took a picture of me tonight. She always tells me how handsome I am. Well, of course, I have always known that – even at my advanced age of 17 and 1/2, and being completely blind and deaf. I know. Still, it's nice that she thinks so. I like to grab her hand with my paw and rest my head in her "pawm". I think she likes it, too.