Felix "Honey Angel"

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Picture of Felix "Honey Angel", a male Domestic Shorthair

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"Up here I see a Pot of Gold at the End of the Rainbow Bridge - Happy St. Patrick's Day! Thanks Rory (2012)! That's me July 20/93"

Home:Windsor Ontario Canada  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male
Thanks Rory for my Rainbow Bridge photo March 2, 2015.

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"Thanks Rory for my Rainbow Bridge photo March 2, 2015."

One Just Makes Oneself Right At Home!  July 11, 1993

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"One Just Makes Oneself Right At Home! July 11, 1993"

Somewhere Around 1998

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"Somewhere Around 1998"

Aug. 20, 1990 First Pic Taken; Dad Got Me Aug. 12, 1990

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"Aug. 20, 1990 First Pic Taken; Dad Got Me Aug. 12, 1990"

My Gotcha Day Anniversary, August 12, 2014 - Thanks Rory for this photo!!

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"My Gotcha Day Anniversary, August 12, 2014 - Thanks Rory for this photo!!"

Dinnertime, Oct. 12, 2002. Some People Think the Black Stripe Is Like Those on Eye Glass Frames!

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"Dinnertime, Oct. 12, 2002. Some People Think the Black Stripe Is Like Those on Eye Glass Frames!"

Diary Pick? I

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"Diary Pick? I'd Like to Call & Thank You But I'm Already -"On"- The Phone! June 30, 1992"

Felix Honey Kitten. Oct. 12, 2002

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"Felix Honey Kitten. Oct. 12, 2002"


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"I'm Blushing & Ecstatic At Being Diary Pick August 22, 2011! Thanks We Bees Siamese for this Pic!!"

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Beautiful Honey Kitten, Special Felix, Little Felix, Special Honeysuckle, Good Kitty Felix and Baby Felix

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Gotcha Date:
August 12th 1990

June 12th 1990

Arrival Story:
All My Kitties Came To Me In a Special Way. When my first cat died, Georgina or George (or Morris because he was an orange cat) and who was my faithful friend for 15 years, always greeting me right away at my door as I got home, I was already on my way to caring for my next kitty, Felix. Georgina (who meowed every time I said that name) (aka Morris) died in August 1990. He was 15 years old when he died of cancer and had no appetite for food, and I loved him dearly and have since missed him an awful lot. Two weeks before he died I found Little Felix (named because of Felix the Cat cartoon). I loved him, but he had a habit of spraying; not often though, but I noticed when it occasionally happened, it was when he got excited (like when I get home!). Felix was my special honeysuckle and I would say that to him. He was clever, and could retrieve toys and bring them back to me when I threw them, and he understood English (like when I would say "Where's that thing?" and he would start looking for it. It was a little orange fuzz ball which I still have in my bathroom. It was one of the toys he would bring back to me when I would throw it.) When I said, "Cherries?" he knew what that was, because while I ate black cherries, he liked to pick them out of the bowl by their stems. Even when I would say "Cherries?" and did not have any, he would come running toward me looking for them. He knew his own name too, and when I said it, he would look at me. He especially understood, and would look at me, when I said "Want cat food?" I found him - and I'm sure it was meant to be - in August 1990 two weeks before Georgina died. I was driving from my brother's house and going to visit my parents. Felix - a little kitten - was crossing the road right in front of me as I was driving and I HAD to stop as he was right in front of my car on the road. So I pulled over to the side of the road, picked him up and he started rubbing his head against my face and sitting on my shoulder. I knew this friendly kitten and I had to be together. But then I saw a farm house near. I drove to it to ask them if the kitty belonged to them. No one was home so I left little Felix there, thinking he likely belonged there. As I was driving away, down the laneway, and looked back at Felix, he was RUNNING toward me, following my car! Well then, for sure, I definitely had to keep him. It was like a scene from a "Lassie" TV episode or movie. So I brought Felix with me to my parents. They didn't want him either but Mom gave me some food for him and said to leave him at that same farm house again, with the food, on my way back home to my house. So I said I might do that, and I truly really didn't want to. I thought the way that Felix caught my attention on the road, was something that was meant to be, and I did not want to change that. When I left my parents that night after visiting, taking Felix with me, it was raining. I couldn't leave him outside in the rain. I brought him all the way home with me and knew he would be with me for life! For the first night I had him, I could hear him breathing all night as he sniffed around my room the whole night. He had to be treated for that breathing problem and I always think that I was able to save him just in time before he got one of those respiratory cat diseases that are fatal. When Felix purred, he sometimes drooled but it showed me he was so happy! He loved to be with me when I watched TV or was typing. When I was on the phone, he would sit on my lap. If he was sitting nearby me when I was on the phone, he would watch me when I was talking! When he wanted food, he would get up behind me on my chair, and tap me on the shoulder. When I was working at ANY table in the house, he always came to sit ON the table. He would watch me, or just sleep on the table just to be near me. When I went to bed, he would come to lie in my arms and lick my hand to thank me when I petted him with my arm around him. He would stay for about 5 minutes, purring all the time, often drooling, until I fell asleep. If I slept on my back, he would sit and knead on my stomach. If I slept on my stomach, he would sit on my back and knead! Felix was a small eater, and often came asking for more food several times a day, which I gave him. These several, small meals helped him maintain a healthy, trim weight and a long life. He was always a rather small kitty; he was my beautiful special honey kitten. He went deaf a year or two before he died. When I went away on vacation, when he was older, I was afraid of leaving him at his age, with a cat sitter. But he was still alright when I got home - I always felt he hung on, just so he could see me when I got home. It was like he waited, just for me. And I would hug and kiss him, so glad to see him again, and glad that he was still alright. As he got further older, I would board him with the Vet while I went on vacation. During the very last time I boarded him, I saw him meow in his boarding cage at the lady closing his door, in a way I knew he was saying he did not want to be there, I knew he wanted to be with me, and I felt sad for him, because I would have rather have had him go away on vacation with me. Felix never left my mind. He was mine and I always wanted to take care of him. Felix had his regular Vet examinations. During the last year or last six months of his life, he would sit at the water bowl staring at it for a long time, but not drink any water. So I syringed water to him several times a day. He just loved it and drank a lot. Then suddenly he would go back to using the water bowl again. Some kitties (special ones like Felix) take up unusual habits I guess like this one: all through his life, every few months Felix would have a new sleeping place he slept in when I was gone to work too. Felix was a beautiful honey kitten. He died March 2, 2009 of kidney failure at the age of 18.75 years old (almost 19). A couple of days after he died I was very tired at bedtime and immediately as soon as I closed my eyes I saw Felix looking at me from behind a tree. I saw only his face peering around the tree at me. I wanted to see all of him, but realized he was still on his way to the Rainbow Bridge so his face was all I was allowed to see. I am not good at remembering dreams, but I want to see all of him and have him visit me like that again.

Felix died one year ago on March 2, 2009 of kidney failure at the age of 18.75 - he might even have been 19 years old; he loved me always, and I loved and adored him and I will, forever.

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Good Kitty, Felix

Rainbow Bridge Anniversary, March 2, 2015

March 2nd 2015 11:22 pm
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Thanks my furriends for the lovely gifties you left for me today. And I love the picture from Rory and posted it to my page now!

The day I went to the Bridge was March 2, 2009. March came so fast this year for my Dad that he did not even realize this sad anniversary of mine came up so soon. But he never forgets me; I can see that from up above.

Thank you all again for thinking of me.

Love Felix xo


Gotcha Day Anniversary, August 12, 2014

August 12th 2014 10:40 pm
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Thanks my furriends for the lovely gifties you left for me today. And I love the picture from Rory and posted it to my page now!

My dad is starting to use the special phrases he used with me, on Tyson now. But not too much; but since dad has not had many boy kitties, he does not get to use them much. And dad was in a collectible store today and saw a Felix The Cat bendable figure and a Felix The Cat T-shirt. He thought they would be nice to have but they weren't really me! He likes to look at my pictures instead, but I was named after Felix The Cat, the famous one!

Thank you all again for thinking of me. It would be nice if dad could find me and get me again to take home like he did in 1990.

Love Felix xo


Birthday June 12, 2014

June 12th 2014 10:46 pm
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Thanks to all my kitty friends for your gifts and memories on my birthday today!

I know my dad was thinking of my final days at home but he thinks about me at all kinds of different times. Tabatha, Ginger, Elsa and Tyson keep him too busy to spend much time at home thinking. They know how to all gather together, often, in the kitchen at the same time to beg for food, and he has to feed them otherwise he can't turn around!

Sonny Bono Angel said there is a party at the Angel Inn here at the Rainbow Bridge so after that I will be exhausted. Ready to be catnapping!

Thanks again to ALL of you!

Love Felix xo

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