Angel Onyx

Domestic Shorthair
Picture of Angel Onyx , a female Domestic Shorthair

Photo Comments (3)

Home:Flanders, NJ  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 11 lbs.

Photo Comments (2)

Photo Comments (2)

Photo Comments (2)

Photo Comments (1)

   Leave a treat for Angel Onyx

Omelyx, Li'l Girl

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

August 6th 1997


Food. And sleeping in a sunny spot with her paws in the air.

Being picked up. She waved her short little legs around like flippers.

Favorite Toy:

Favorite Nap Spot:
On the floor in front of the French doors to the deck, when the sun is spilling in.

Favorite Food:
Pretty much liked it all, especially bits of bacon and Dad's leftover cereal milk.

She could wiggle out of the towel she was wrapped up in when Mom tries to give her medicine.


Arrival Story:
When my teenage niece was living with me (she had difficulties at home and we thought a change of scenery would be good), she wanted to pierce her tongue. I said no. So she asked if she could get a tattoo. I said no. Then she asked if she could get a kitten. I said yes to that, and she picked Onyx out from a neighbor's barn kittens. When my niece went back home to her own cats, Onyx stayed with us.

Onyx was the tiniest kitten at the farm, where there were lots of cats of all sizes. Their food was put in a big, flat steel pan, and Onyx would climb over the backs of the bigger cats, trying to get to the food. When she came to live with us, she used to sleep next to the food dish, and would get agitated if she could see the bottom of the dish. She couldn't believe that there would always be enough to eat. And she struggled with weight issues, once weighing 16 pounds, which looked like more given her short legs and short tail! She was a football with fur. Sweet Onyx had increasing health issues. She was treated for several years for hyperthyroidism, and later for inflammatory bowel disease (the vet initially thought she had intestinal cancer, but thankfully that was not the case). In November 2010, after a long spell of what seemed to be an upper respiratory infection, she was diagnosed with lymphoma. Chemotherapy gave us several more good months with her, but in April 2011 the lymphoma spread to her brain. On April 18, we bid her a sad farewell as she journeyed to the bridge to join her brother Patch and many friends who had gone before.

Forums Motto:
What\'s to eat?

I've Been On Catster Since:
November 8th 2009 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

Meet my family
Bear DB #165aJasper, Angel
Dreamboat #49a
Severian DB
Patch, Angel
Dreamboat #49b

Meet my Feline Friends
See all my Feline Friends
See all my Feline Friends

Onyx's Corner

Thank you everybody!

April 20th 2015 4:59 am
[ Leave A Comment ]

Thank you to everybody who remembered me on my Rainbow Day with flowers and hugs and hearts and roses. I have such wonderful friends! Big Harry and his large and wonderful family, Luigi and Smiley Cassanova, Rebby and Kody and Princess, Beepers, Ashlynne, Scooter and Lola, and Norman and all his family, too. I'm going to invite all of them who are here at the Bridge with me to join me at the Rainbow Bridge Inn for a round of niptinis!


Four years at the Bridge

April 18th 2015 7:04 am
[ Leave A Comment ]

I'm sure that Onyx is busy today with her friends, clinking glasses of nip and feasting on Rainbow Day cake. So I'm going to swipe her diary for just a minute.

Today would have been one of her favorite days on Earth. The sun is making big puddles of warm light in the sunroom, and she'd be blissfully flopped on her back in one of them with her short little legs in the air. I can almost feel her soft fur, warmed by the sun, and hear her purr.

Your spirit still lives in every corner of the house, sweet one. Dad and I miss you.


Sweet 16 at the Bridge

August 6th 2013 6:30 am
[ Leave A Comment | 5 people already have ]

I was born 16 years ago today. Mom still remembers the first time she laid eyes on me.

Her niece was living with her on the farm for a year, and wanted to get her tongue pierced. No way, said Mom. Then her niece wanted to get a tattoo. Not a chance, said Mom. I'm not sending you back to your own mother with either of those things. Then her niece said, can I have a kitten? Well, Mom had to say yes to that.

So we went to a neighbor's farm, where there were lots and lots of cats and kittens. All the cats were fed from a big tin platter, and when the food was put down, they came running, crowding around the platter until all you saw was a multicolored sea of fur. And there I was, the teeniest kitten of all, climbing over the backs of the other cats, trying to squeeze between them and squirm my way down to the food. I was all ears and feet and a little scrap of calico fur.

Mom laughed and laughed and took me home, where I got my own food dish and plenty of food. We had good times for many years before I left for the Bridge.

See all diary entries for Angel Onyx