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a Japanese restaurant, fireworks and icecream!

July 4th 2012 3:27 pm
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Hi all,
Well, this evening, Kringle and I are going to eat Japanese food, at a little place with a koi pond! I wonder if they let us catch the koi and eat them? You know, do it yourself sashimi?

Then we are going to go see the fireworks! Kringle has arranged it so we can watch them with some very nice cats on their roof, so we don't have to get too near the noise, and then we are going to have ice cream again! I love vanilla ice cream with catnip and sprinkles!

Kringle has a nice new tie his daddy got him, and mommy brushed my fur special. She's home and told me I must be home by Midnight, and Kringle has been a gentlecat, making sure I never get in trouble.

I would like to have a barbecue at his house, but he told me that Blizzard makes fun of him, and I told him you are never too big to be bopped...he's not so sure about that....I told him I'm not about to bop the Catfather, but he needs to stand up for himself!

We're going to have a lovely time!

happy 4th all!



My second date with Kringle

July 3rd 2012 9:23 am
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Kringle and I went out yesterday evening again. My brother Ruffy was napping on the couch back when Kringle came to collect me, and leapt down the the floor. He started to say to Kringle that I had missed curfew the night before, but I shut him up by bopping him on the head and by the time Smokie got down we had dashed out the door.
We went to Tigger's Arcade, and walked around, looking at the different games...I tried to talk Kringle into fishing, but after the Pier, he was a little nervous. I did play, but couldn't quite get the hang of it. We did play the Monkey Poop game! How much fun was that!
I took Kringle to my Daddy's's s steak house. We split the grilled was very good. My daddy gave his approval and said that Kringle could keep taking me out, but that I had to be a good girl and be in before my curfew! He told me that otherwise he'd be in touch with Blizzard, and there is a reason he's called the Catfather.
We then went to a local place, Eddies Sweetshop. It was Kat-oyoke night, so I listened to Kringle do some katerwhauling! He is really good~! I don't know why he hasn't gotten a recording contract!
We shared an ice cream soda with two straws! It was so romantic!
We got home before Daddy, so I didn't break curfew this time, and Kringle was so cute in his little star spangled vest!

We have plans for the 4th, too!


Kringle is a Gentlecat!

July 2nd 2012 9:20 am
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Well, what a lovely time we had! He picked me up and took me out in his 'catmobile'. We went for a drive in the warm night air, and then went to the beach. We both tried to catch some fish, but I didn't want to get my little mitten paws wet. Kringle, I'm so sorry you fell in from the pier. I'm sure that they are used to fishing all sorts of creatures out of the water...and no, no one thought you were a catfish.

It was very romantic and we watched the moon rise, singing 'bad moon rising' from atop a fence. Kringle, I don't know why that person threw a shoe at us. You can tell they just don't have musical taste. I am so sorry it knocked you off the fence into the bushes. At least they weren't thorn bushes.

Then we went and had gelato at the Fancypants Cafe....I had the spumoni with a nice cup of cappicino after. Kringle had the triple southern decadance sunday with one foot of whipped cream. It looked real good....

but then he sneezed and it landed on that big big cat at the next table....

and we had to make a run for it. I never knew Kringle could run so fast! But I leapt on his back and we were off!

Wow! We had so much fun!

Don't worry Kringle! I won't tell my brother I broke curfew!

:::::blows kisses:::::::

thank you for a wonderful evening!


An open letter to Kringle-like a girl from a Jane Austin- novel, it appears I must declare myself.

July 1st 2012 4:07 pm
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Dear Kringle,
We are at sixes and sevens. I come into a room, you leave it. I leave it and you come in. I come in and you can't. You come in and the catster room, like the Tardis, dissapears.

This week, some very wonderful cats have pranced across the Bridge. My dear handsome fellow, we have not. We are here.

Big Harry's passing has shaken my world, as I watch Natalie gaze out into space, just bewildered. She has in the space of hours lost her twin.

So, my sweet friend Kringle, I would like to ask you to go out with me. It does not matter where. We could go and sit beneath a tree and sip catnip chai. We could go to Tiggers acrade and play some games. I have never been but would enjoy going with you. We could sit beneath the full moon and sing. We could chase each other around the cat tree at your house or mine. We could come here and I could show you how I bop Ruffy on the head and give you lessons...I believe you have bopable brothers.

Kringle, what do you say? Some cats say I'm pretty. Do you think so?

love and purrs,
Princess Antonia Llewellyn of Kew Gardens
(Prinny to my mom and dad and friends).


My Gotcha Day....a year later and a look back.....

February 10th 2012 8:43 am
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Wow....has it been a year already?

Mommy was saying to Dad the other day that I've gotten bigger...not by much, but she said that I was under a year when I came...she's sure of it.
I have grown a little, and Daddy says 'I'm a cute, fat little BUB!' Thats not nice, Daddy!
I love to roll on my back, and kick my toys with my little fuzzy feet!
I love to play, and I keep CK in line!

Ah, a year. And my family love me. I demand attention now! If there is a brush in a person's hand, I'm there. My coat is lovely and plush, and I love being brushed, played with, and snuggling and even being picked up and petted and held by my pawrents.

I remember last year. Things were so uncertain then. A nice man named Tony saw me trying to get into his neibhbors house. She was pushing mea way. She told Tony she didn't know me and didn't want me. He picked me up and carried me to his house, got me taken care of by a vet, and got me seen to called the rescue he knew. But when they found out I tested positive for FIV+, they told him no. They knew my pawrents, and gave him their number. My mom and dad had just gotten Natalie back from surgery that day, so they looked at me and told Tony they would help try to place, me, and take me in the meantime, but they needed a few days, as Natalie had just come home from the hospital.

Tony was feeling strained, and found another lady who 'wanted' me. But she had a little dog, and didn't keep us seperate. I didn't know dogs, and was afraid. I hid under the bed, and after a week, becuase I wouldn't come out and was peeing under there, she had Tony come over, get me and take me out of there. He called my Pawrents again, and told them that he had me, and would they help. And....well....the rest is history.

Mommy and Daddy tried to place me...but they never found the right home....and I was home, really.

A year later, here I am.

My name stands for this=

Princess- Well, I AM a princess, aren't I? You can tell by the confident and royal way I carry myself!

Antonia-For the man who found me, Tony.

Llewellyn-My Daddy's Middly Name

Of Kew Gardens-Where we live!

I was a Cinderella-mommy feels I was lost...she can't believe somoene just abandoned me....but stranger things have happened....and that I am a very special little girl! So you see....

Cinderella really did become a Princess!

Thank you to everyone for being so kind to me here on Catster. As one of the Junior members of the Kew Gardens Clowder, I am proud to be here.

Love and Light


Mamma was worried, so I got on her lap

January 13th 2012 12:22 pm
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Momma last night was worried about Bella. Now Bella doesn't care for me at all, but she wasn't feeling well, so didn't care. Momma was really worried. She sat there trying to tempt Bella to eat, but Bella wouldn't. Momma got very worried and her face looked tired and sad.
I wanted to comfort her. I put my front paws on her legs but she still petted Bella, and murmured things into her fur. And I saw how sad she was.
So I leapt up into her lap, and put my front paws on her shoulders and looked at her with my deep green eyes.

Don't cry Momma, don't be sad.

I nuzzled her and purred. I know she's worried about Bella.

I wish I could make her feel better.


Uh oh! What happens when it hurts to go to the litterbox!

January 4th 2012 8:00 am
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Well, everyone this morning was an ouchie morning.
I used the box like a good kitty. Then momma noticed I was crying when I was out. And she saw a hard brown poopie on the rug! Well, I didn't mean to, but it stuck!
So momma went and got a paper towel and got the poopie and threw it away and then came over to me! She wiped my backside with a wet paper towel and then she grabbed my little mouth and gave me yucky laxatone!!! Yucky!!!
Then she gave us all a treat of tunafish! But I think she put some stuff in mine-I think to make things easier....
I've not had this problem before.
Mommy gave me some more laxatone before work. Yuck! Yuck! Yuck!
I am still sore and I still feel stuck. Mommy is wondering whats going on and wondering if she's going to have to put stuff in all our food now!




What am I? A cat, Momma!

January 3rd 2012 10:11 am
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Hi everyone,
This weekend we had 'company'. I was a little shy but the little girl wanted to hold me. She said afterward 'She is so Soft! Her fun is so long and silky! What kind of a cat is she?"

Daddy said 'She's a BUB...Beast Under Bed'.

Mommy said she didn't know, but sometimes wonders.

Mommy would be good writing Mystery novels. She said she thinks my story went like this:

I was a very rare and special 'show cat'. I was being 'shipped' somewhere. (I was found not too far from a major International Airport) I got out of my crate (like Jack the Cat-but I wasn't at the airport yet, see!) and I ran and ran and smelled food, and saw a house. I knew a lady there was feeding cats. I went up but didn't know what to do, and the other cats who were 'territorial' and used to living outside fought me for food. But the lady saw me and said 'wow!' and fed me food after all.
And her neighbor who takes care of cats saw me and said 'wow, where did you get that cat?' to the lady and the lady saw I was trying to get into her house to be safe away from the other cats said 'I don't know. This cat just showed up!" And the guy said 'Wow, she's beautiful!' and he came and picked me up and took me to his house, with the intention of finding me another home. And he bought me to a vet to get tested and neutered. Now, supposedly I'm FIV+. Mommy is going to have me tested because she's not sure. However, they notched my ear because it was somehow not recognized that I was this rare and strange little Showcat. (don't ask me what kind, I am not sure myself. I don't know why I'd want to be in a show!)

This guy got me a home with some lady with a dog. But the dog chased me so I hid under the bed and wouldn't come out. The lady told this guy it 'wasn't working out!' and he went and got me. Then he called the people who would then be my Pawrents. He told them that he has this lovely cat. And Mommy did see me and go 'She's really lovely!' and so I went and stayed. They were going to find me a home, but no one ever responded to the Rescue's post of me. I don't seem to photograph as lovely as I look in person.

Mommy is convinced I'm a 'Something'. I will describe myself here. I have long, fluffy fur. I have a shortish tail, but not stubby like a Manx. It's just shorter than many other cats. I'm fairly small, and I have small rounded ears. I have a lion like mane.

Though my fur is long, it was not at all matted when I was found. That led the man who found me in front of the ladies house to say that I probably wasn't out very long becuase my coat was not matted.

Mommy has occasionlly checked out the lost and founds, because she still wonders about me. Where did I come from? What am I?

But I can only say 'I'm a Cat, Momma!'


Goodbye Hal and Don't Cry Daddy!

December 1st 2011 8:57 am
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Oh kitties!
Last night I went to Daddy when he came home. He had a big box and he put it down on the floor. In it was a whole bunch of 'stuff' and me and CK started to play in it. It was so interesting!
But Daddy sat down in his chair and then I went over to him and nosed him with my little nose. And he picked me up and held me and then I saw he was crying in my fur.

'Dont cry Daddy!" I nosed him. But he said 'Oh Princess! We lost Hal!'

I didn't know Hal? Who's Hal?

Well, Hal is the name of the Car-the Murano that Daddy had. It's the Car that CK came home from South Carolina in. Dad named the car Hal becuase it had a personality like Hal from that movie 2001, Space Odyssey.

Daddy told us that because he had missed so many payments that it would cost more money than we had to pay it off. And he would have to pay the yard where Hal is, too. And that is $35.00 a day. It cost Daddy $40.00 just to go in and get the box of stuff that is his and Mommy's.

Mommy was sad, she had a sad face on. But she told Daddy that Hal will get a good home if Daddy can't get him back. She said that so long as we all have a home together, all us kits, and Mommy and Daddy, and turkey and cat food and chicken for Ruffy and all of us are together, that is what matters. She reminded him that he has a job, and some people don't. She reminded him that some people have had their houses forclosed on, but they have gone on to other lives and their kitties are fine.

Mommy was sad. She cried a little. She is fond of Hal, too.

I nosed Mommy. I stood on my hind paws and batted at my toy. I fell over and wrestled with CK.

We made Mommy laugh and Daddy smile.

Sometimes, our jobs as cats, is to make our People's laugh and smile though hard times!

We are good at that, right Furs?



My birthday, and a very special time it is!

August 12th 2011 3:39 am
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Hell everyone!
I bet you haven't heard from me in a bit! Well, thats becuase I'm a happy go lucky little cat with a great personality and I am always happy-except for last week when Daddy and Mommy stepped on my tail 2 days in a row!
They were sad afterwards, and tried to draw me out to get me to see they hadn't done it on purpose. But it HURT so I hid and I wouldn't come out at all!
I came out an hour later and I was fine....
Mommy is going to post some new pictures of me next's been awhile.
I have become a very bossy little cat, and mommy says "Bub, I love you, but gosh, you are a handful!'
And I like it that way.

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