Gotcha Date: March 5th 2005 Birthday: September 1st 2004 Coloration: Orange & White Tabby Likes: Her sister Mercy! Being the first one to run out to the backyard as soon as I open the patio door. We have a Cat Fence-In system. Pet-Peeves: Barking dogs Favorite Toy: A long fur toy she carries around in her mouth while talking, Fling-ama-String Favorite Nap Spot: Where Mercy or Riley are; on a bed in the dining room or our bed Favorite Food: Canned food, cat milk, chicken Skills: She's a little flirt. She'll rub against anything while looking at you and tilt her head until it's upside down. She's really sweet! Dwells:
indoors Arrival Story: Pebbles was our third adoption from Safe Haven Animal Sanctuary, a non-profit rescue organization. I spotted "Princess Carolyn", who was newly added to the page of available kittens on Safe Haven's website, and I knew it was rare to come across an orange female. She was adorable with her little mustache, playful, and affectionate. I guess I had "that" look on my face again, and my husband begged the volunteers to relocate their fairs to another location where we don't shop, then promptly wrote them a check to cover adoption costs and included a bonus!! We didn't have a carrier with us so they loaned us one and he told them "he" would return it the following week without me. Everyone was laughing of course!! Bio: Pebbles was named after the redheaded baby daughter of the Flintstones, and is our darling orange and white kitty. Mary, her foster mom, rescued her and her three orange tabby brothers from behind a grocery store. She is a spunky and likes to carry toys around the house in her mouth in the middle of the night. She also likes to maul my head and hair, especially after I've come back from the hair salon. Lives Remaining: 9 of 9 Forums Motto: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!
Mom was "counting cats" this morning before she left for work. Dad was still sleeping since he works swing shift. Because Mom is getting older every day, she usually counts cats starting with the oldest cat to the youngest cat! MOL
I could not be found. Mom says I was in bed with her last night. That "was" last night wasn't it? Earlier this morning she cleaned some of my eye boogers. Or was that yesterday morning? She didn't remember seeing me show up for breakfast either, or did she? But, we don't all always show up for breakfast at the same time.
Mom looked everywhere, up and down, in closets, under furniture, in cat trees, behind curtains, outside, and couldn't find me. But I was right there, right there, right there! Huey was following her back and forth, up and down the stairs, in and out of every room he's allowed in.
It was getting where Mom was going to be late for work and had to be there early to take care of a couple of important things right away, so she left, even though I really am more important!
Mom called Dad as soon as she could to have him look for me, so he got up and went to the office. It took him a couple of minutes to focus and realize I was behind him all curled up on top of the cat condo. Mom says I wasn't there when she looked.
I wasn't lost. If anything was lost it was my Mom's mind!
Mom had to cat-sit my cousins Fa Fa and Bee Bee this past week. I have their badges on my page but they don't come on Catster anymore to update their pages.
Mom says they are friendly but she also thinks they remember her even when they don't see her for months. She also noticed Bee Bee (the boy) was wearing a pink collar with a bell but Fa Fa (the girl) didn't have a collar on. I wonder if he borrows her jewelry all the time?
When Mom told their Dad today that she found their treats in the cupboard, he said that they normally have to work for their treats by doing tricks or something like that. Tricks? Mom would toss the treats across the floor just as she was going out the front door so they would have to go after them. It made her feel better to see that they were away from the front door. I don't think they should have to do tricks especially while their parents are away on vacation. That's the kind of stuff you make dogs do!
We smelled them on Mom every time she came home from seeing them. They smell like cats.
I'm a little embarassed to be a diary pick today because we haven't been doing a good job of keeping up with our friends when they're diary picks, but I'm always happy to hear from you and thank you for stopping by to leave me gifts, comments and pawmails!
The building where Mom works is located up in the hills. She's seen deer around but the other day when she was driving down the hill and stopped at a stop sign, she noticed what she thought was a kitty cat. The kitty cat stopped on a hiking trail and looked at her. That's when she realized it was a bobcat! It was the first time she'd ever seen one and we're glad she didn't bring it home!
