Age: 1 Year Sex: Female
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Ishis, Isis, Ishy swa, OHNO
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July 22nd 2012
June 1st 2012
Playing on the keyboard, cuddling, tormenting the dog
The dog, anything on the ground, I am not interested in 'cat toys' at all
Favorite Nap Spot:
The computer keyboard
I was born under a house by a feral mom, and raised by two feral moms who each had 2 kittens. My brother is all black, and I am all gray-ish, hence my name. We were all rescued by a man my girl knows, and the man thought my girl would be prefect for me. I spent a couple of weeks at a rescuer's house in a room with other kittens and their moms. But I kept getting ticks on me, so my girl took me to her home which had.....a dog!!! It took a while, but I discovered a cool thing, the dog is the best cat toy ever!!!! I even eat the dog's kibble out of the bowl! The girl is very careful as the dog is special needs and has medicine in some of her food. Altho we are are all together much of the time, sometimes when the girl goes to work, the dog and I are separated. I think it is to give the dog, Zoey, a break from my high spirits.
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What she gets, I get
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Is biting and purring normal?
I've Been On Catster Since:
|August 29th 2012
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May 14th 2013 6:35 am
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I wasn't going to annoy my hairy cat toy when the she was cutting the mattes out, I was just going to sniff her paws, and walk over her and get between the scissors and my hairy cat toy, and nuzzle her ears. The usual stuff.
I took a nap with my she as she likes when I do that, of course it helped that it was coolish and snuggling is always good when it is coolish. And my hairy cat toy cant figure out how to get on the bed, so its just her and me. My hairy cat toy even has steps and can’t figure it out.
January 3rd 2013 10:38 pm
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My hairy cat toy does have a name, she is Zoey, a special needs schnauzrish pup. I never really thought about the 'special-needs' part, I just really like swatting her and rolling under her when the giver of all treats gets ready to feed us. I sometimes stick my head right into her kibble bowl and chow down on HER kibble while she is eating it. She would like to get into mine, but it is put up too high.
The giver of all treats thinks I do a lot of good for her, I don't know that my hairy cat toy would always agree, but I am still here to meow about it, so maybe. We chase each other and sometimes try to play with each other's toys, and I always check on her and touch noses whenever she goes outside. I really hate it when she goes out and doesn't come back for a long time, then I will rub up against her and not even swat at her.
I never knew why I get fed at the same time as she does, but I eat my food in the back room and she has her food in the kitchen. Turns out she has her medications three times a day, and I finally figured out, that's when I get fed too! I am after all just a still pretty young kit.
Sometimes she starts acting funny, pacing and bouncing off walls and furniture, and then falls over on her side and starts to shake!!! I freaked the first time it happened (and every time after as well!). Feels like forever, but the shaking stops and my hairy cat toy gets up and slowly wanders into the kitchen, then the giver of all treats gives her some medicine to make her feel better and I get asked to come down off of whatever high up place I ran to. I sniff her from one end to the other to make sure she is still MY hairy cat toy.
I have only seen 5 seizures in nearly 6 months, so she doesn't have them often, but she has had 4 in the last 2 days. The giver of all treats says it will be okay, she'll find the right dose. I believe her cause, well, the giver of all treats has never been wrong about anything with me and my hairy cat toy.
November 4th 2012 8:15 am
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I was recovering happily in my own home after getting surgery so there wouldn't be any more ME's , and had to purr at my girl as she rushed around getting my carrier (getting to be not too fond of that thing) my food, treats, the cat toy's meds and all HER stuff and the girl's stuff. After she went in and out of the apt several times, it was our turn. Seems there was a big nasty windy thing and she didnt want us to be swept away with it. But the 'safe haven' we went to, had three dogs that didnt know me and NO door to the room I was to be in.
I though was an excellent kitten, puuuuurrrrrrrrr, as I never once tried to get out of the room!!!! I hid under the bed until my girl came back and used to tinfoil litter box, and was a general all round good kitten.
We tried to leave the next day (Tuesday) but the girl drove and drove and there was all this long stuff in the road and stringy stuff too, so we went back for another day. When we finally got home, it was c-o-l-d and dark, but the girl said both my eyes and the cat toy's eyes could see in the dark. The girl on the other hand kept crashing into stuff, didnt SHE see it. Finally Friday the lights came on an it got warmer in here.
We stayed together and made it thru!
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