American Shorthair
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Home:Winchester, VA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 7 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11 lbs.

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Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

April 15th 2009

Orange & White Tabby

cuddling and laying on my owners lap. Playing with my sister Sophie

Taking medicine, strangers (mostly male strangers)

Favorite Toy:
His catnip tubes, that darn red dot!

Favorite Nap Spot:
on my owners bed or on her lap

Favorite Food:
Blue Buffalo Wilderness Chicken


Arrival Story:
My owners brother found me in a crawl space with my only living sister. I was so tiny and had to be bottle fed. My sister got really sick one day though, and left me alone. I was originally my owners roommates daughters cat. But when I started to become a big boy, her mommy got mad at me for marking my rightful territory. So my now owner stepped in and rescued me. She loves and kisses me every day, and takes care of me like the other people didn't. Sometimes too much!

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
Master of the 'Nip

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Post Urinary Blockage worries.

I've Been On Catster Since:
March 15th 2013 More than 3 years!

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Stewie (In
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Sparky (In
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Felix (In
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Kali (In
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The life of a Chestercat


March 21st 2013 4:32 am
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My mommy tells me that i'm a famous kitty today, but I don't really know what that means since famous means getting lots of attention and my mommy already gives me lots. I'm still not sure if Chester is my name or if its Handsome Chester. Either way I answer, though. After my last entry my mommy was crying alot and so she took me back to that place where they poke me, because I wasn't hungry and I was messing myself. Really undiginified. While I was waiting I jumped on the counter where they had an empty litter box (i had never seen one like it, there was a hole in the bottom and a shiny curvy stick hanging over it) and I went a little bit in there. It hurt alot so I cried, but I stayed in there because it felt safe. They poked at me and then gave me some tasty food in a can, not the dry stuff my mommy was feeding me. Then they poked the back of my shoulders with something sharp. Something about fluids? Now my mommy and her best friend hang out with me in the mornings and poke me with something sharp every day, but it doesn't really bother me because they pet me and say nice things. My mommy also doesn't make me eat any more medicine, I think she puts it in my new food. But I don't mind because now she doesn't have to be mean to me. I feel lots better, and I was chasing around the red dot for a little while yesterday. My mommy looked like she was going to cry again though. But it seemed like a good thing. Now I just have to keep my sister from eating my food!


I hate being sick!

March 17th 2013 8:03 pm
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A little while back, I kept trying to pee but I couldn't. I tried all over, in soft places, hard places, but mostly my mommy and her brother kept yelling at me. Sometimes I wish I could speak, it would make things much easier. Anyway, it hurt all the time when I tried to go and I would cry, and I would hiss at my sister sophie when she tried to see what was wrong. I kept cleaning and cleaning but nothing would help. Finally my owner clued in and put me in the evil box with a handle and walked me to the vet. I tried to be good about it, but after awhile all the jostling got scary so I started to cry. It made my owner very upset, and she kept promising me it would be OK soon, and that she was sorry, and she was making noises that sounded like I did when I tried to pee. So when we got to where she was taking me, I was relieved. Until they started poking me and taking my temperature. That was uncomfortable. Then they gave me stuff to fall asleep, and I woke up with a thing on my arm and i was very sleepy. And I was very sore. My owner brought me home and kept shoving nasty tasting things down my throat. Plus she gave me this food that tastes gross. I want my old food. So I haven't been eating. I also have been biting down on her fingers so she can't give me the nasty things. They make me foam at the mouth and I hate it. Plus I still can't pee right. I have been so busy with all of this that I haven't really been grooming properly. So as you can imagine, my life has been kinda hard. I wish I felt better, but I didn't have to taste all these things to get there. I also don't want my mommy to cry anymore, but I'm mad at her for causing it all. So I mostly stay away from her. I just want to be better!

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