Angel Onyx


Domestic Shorthair [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Angel Onyx , a female Domestic Shorthair

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"Aaaahh. The life of a zaftig cat."

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

Can life get any better? I think not.

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"Can life get any better? I think not."

You talkin

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"You talkin' to me?"

My Fathair pals!

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Thanks to Wyatt James for this lovely remembrance.

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"Thanks to Wyatt James for this lovely remembrance."

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The family of Wanda 2000-2006, Norman DB#93 2001-2013, Tess 9-10-2005 to 9-15-2012, Rupert, Mitchell and more!
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Nicknames:
Omelyx, Li'l Girl

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

Birthday:
August 6th 1997

Coloration:
Calico

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

Pet-Peeves:
Being picked up. She waved her short little legs around like flippers.

Favorite Toy:
Food

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.

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

Dwells:
indoors

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.

Bio:
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.

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What\'s to eat?

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I've Been On Catster Since:
November 8th 2009 More than 4 years!

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

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Onyx's Corner


Sweet 16 at the Bridge

August 6th 2013 6:30 am
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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.

 

Remembering Onyx

April 18th 2013 7:46 am
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It has been two years since Onyx left us to make her journey to the Bridge. I can still see those huge green-gold eyes, always wide open, making her look as if she were perpetually surprised. I often see the same look on her sister Vicki's face.

Her brother Severian has taken over her favorite spot on the back of the family room couch. Sev was devoted to Onyx, and I think he still senses her there. Sometimes I reach back to touch his soft fur, as I used to do with her, and can hear her rumbling purr.

Onyx used to guard the food dish. Jasper does that now.

She loved to watch the squirrels on the deck (we teased her that the chubbiest one was her boyfriend) but Bear is in charge of squirrel-watching now.

We miss your physical presence every day, Onyx, and looking at your picture now brings tears. But it seems your spirit is still with us. Your family sends love.

 

Mom's feeling sad (and guilty) tonight

December 4th 2011 3:30 pm
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Today Mom got a call from Amy, who has been our cat sitter for many years. A few months ago a friend of Mom's asked for a recommendation for a pet sitter, and Mom was happy to recommend Amy. Amy went to visit the friend yesterday ahead of their trip, and from her learned that one of our family had made their journey to the Bridge.

How could Mom have forgotten to call Amy and tell her about my journey?! Amy is a special friend to all of us!

Anyway, Mom told Amy all about my lymphoma, and my chemotherapy, and the sad decision that Mom and Dad made that it was time to let me go. And they cried together a little bit, and then laughed together as they remembered my funny habits and sweet personality.

The humans haven't taken a trip away for quite a while, first because of my illness and then because Dad lost his job, but they may go away next year for a week. And of course Amy will come to take care of my sibs. I'll be sure to be there in spirit!

 
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