Originally Posted by mrblanche
One of our members on this forum has a cat with this disorder. If you look at the right on that youtube page, you'll see lots of videos of cats with varying degrees of disability. They seem to be happy, well-loved, and pretty well-adapted.
Mike, I don't know if you're thinking of us (specifically Ming Loy
), because I remember when you posted the link to the "drunken kitty" video and so many people had a problem with it because of the title - and it was really such a sweet video.
But it didn't do as good a job as this video did in getting the message across!
Our Ming Loy is kind of "opposite" Charley - he wobbles mostly from his back legs. Ming Loy wobbles mostly from her front legs. Her sister has a much milder version of CH. She was adopted by one of the vet techs that fell in love with her.
But I think there are a number of CH (cerebellar hypoplasia) kitties on TCS now. I know for sure Shorty14788 has one, Weebles.
Charley - what a sweetie! And how cute is he? They did a really nice job with that video. Once you get past the handicap being something that tugs at your heart strings, they're totally entertaining kitties. Ming Loy can't fly up that cat tree when playing with the others - but she never lets it get her down.
She's got her ways of getting back at them, the little sneak!
Edited to add: when they're little kittens, they do require some special stuff. Well - at least we thought she did. Because most of them can climb, while they're still learning their limits, they can go up, but can't necessarily get down. And while they're young, they're still learning muscle control, and can really get the speed up like a normal cat - but can't necessarily put the brakes on like a normal cat. So we padded our ENTIRE house. Every corner of wall or furniture. Pillows at the bottom of ANYTHING she could fall off of from high enough to get hurt. And the bottom of the stairs. We only had to keep it that way for about 6 months - but we're obsessive freaks, and she probably didn't need that stuff that whole time. No one visiting us ever even asked - they always assumed we lived in a padded cell.