Phoo Phoo 

The one thing that the group recommended that I should start to use right away (that I didn't) was interferon. After a few weeks I talked the vet that had vaccinated Charmed into giving me some interferon to try. She was young and willing to listen. In fact she gave it to me for free since they had already mixed it for a client but the cat passed away before they could pick it up. She felt the chances were that it really wouldn't help but since they were going to throw it out it couldn't hurt if Charmed tried it.

I waited another month before we tested Charmed again. I thought the vet had sent out for the IFA test but as I found out later she used the Elisa test. Charmed was positive once again. But with the encouragement of the group to stay on interferon for six month before testing, I still believed he would test negative on his next test.

  Muiesette & TC 

Another Kodak moment I missed was one day when Charmed was playing tag with TC while running from room to room. I was running behind them trying to keep an eye on them and when I caught up to them they looked at me and both fell to the floor. Their combined weight of thirty-two pounds made a loud thud as they hit the floor together. Their interlocking bodies looked like a heart shape with their faces pressed up against each other and their paws wrapped around each other's shoulders. Although I didn't have a camera, I will always remember the vision of the two of them lying there together.

As time went by Charmed became more than just a foster cat. I began to feel deep down inside that he was mine. I could not wait till I would come home to rush in to see him. When I got there he would be pacing back and forth waiting for me to let him out. His eyes would light up as soon as he would see me and he would race around like a bat out of hell. There was not a mean bone in his body. He had the sweetest little meow. Every morning when he would hear my alarm he would start a little 'mu' sound that he kept up until I came in to see him. If I came home and didn't come in right away to see him he would make the same sound. He became my soul mate and I feel I was his. I was basically his main playmate. He would bite and wrestle with my hand and if I would say "No bite" he would just look up at me with those soulful eyes all big and crazy. I would tease him and grab his face saying "No bite". Charmed loved chewing paper. I could never leave important papers in his playroom, if I did they quickly became his chew toys. One time I was printing invoices and didn't even think about the fact he was in the room. This was a real treat for Charmed, papers popping out of the printer and flying in the air. He had such a great time chasing them and tearing them up. I remember the one time I left a roll of paper towels in the room. Charmed was already out when I came home that day. He enjoyed those towels so much. There were little pieces all over the room. It looked like confetti had been thrown about. He did leave a few towels on the roll along with the addition of teeth and claw marks. I think he loved paper more than catnip!