"My sister Mittens now known to River and Simone as 'cousin Mittens' lives back in NH with her mommy. She's an old lady but still chugging through life. We weren't good friends but she's a pretty popular lady, everyone loves Mittens!"
Likes: I use to love listening to mommy play her flute, my favorite song was "Part of Your World" from the little mermaid. I was the only cat mom has ever known who loved the flute.
Pet-Peeves: everyone else, I was a real picky lady. Also, I hated going outside, far too scary.
Favorite Toy: birdies
Favorite Nap Spot: The rainbow pillow mommy sewed for me and put in the big window by the bird feeder in her room.
Favorite Food: cat treats
Skills: I ride shoulders like a parrot, only mommy's shoulders though
Arrival Story: When I was still in grades school I begged my family for a cat. I cut out pictures of cats from magazines and plastered the house with them. My parents finally relented and took my sister and I to the humane society to adopt a pair of kittens from the same litter. Dinah and Panther. I loved her the moment I saw her. She was a fantastic mommy kitty to her brother Panther. Sadly, Panther became very sick after only a year and a half and passed away. After Panther's death Dinah became very cranky and withdrawn. She only allowed me and my father near her. We adopted her a new kitten and and older cat companion and she came out of her shell a little but was never the same cat again. It didn't matter. I loved her more than anything.
Bio: My junior year of college Dinah began losing weight but the vet couldn't find anything wrong with her. I went to Europe and came back, she had lost more weight. My senior year Dinah became very sick. I came home for Christmas and was so heart broken to see my baby in the state she was in. We prayed and prayed for a Christmas miracle to bring her the miracle cure her brother never got. Just after the new year (2008) Dinah became very ill over night and my father brought her into the vets for her final trip to the bridge. I was unable to be with her in her final moments. He brought her home and buried her outside my bedroom window under the bird feeder she loved so much. There is a large white quartz rock marking her burial, I have a piece of the rock with me to this day.