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Home:Los Angeles, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 2 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 6 lbs.

my furrrst pettings

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"my furrrst pettings"

I kinda likes this affecshuns thing

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"I kinda likes this affecshuns thing"

that feels nice!

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"that feels nice!"

My lamb furrriend

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"My lamb furrriend"

My little lamb and me, he comfurted me a lot when I moved into my inside home and life

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"My little lamb and me, he comfurted me a lot when I moved into my inside home and life"

I like peeking out at my new furmily

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"I like peeking out at my new furmily"

I love my sisfur, and am learning so much from her!!! I let her clean my ears too, but only Kitty can touch me right now!

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"I love my sisfur, and am learning so much from her!!! I let her clean my ears too, but only Kitty can touch me right now!"

I'm not looking at sisfur, she's the boss!

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"I'm not looking at sisfur, she's the boss!"

Oh my cat! Kitty is cleaning my cheeks!

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"Oh my cat! Kitty is cleaning my cheeks!"

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Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-part feral

Gotcha Date:
April 20th 2013

April 20th 2012


It seems he loves sitting in the front window and loves little kitten toys! He is learning how to be a cat, from Kitty!

Me mol! I have only given him good pettings the day of surgery, and he is slowly learning to gain my trust.

Favorite Toy:
Squeaky mousies and the little ball in the circle track that he can hit around

Favorite Nap Spot:
The window on the little cat tree and his hidey hole

Favorite Food:
He seems to like dry food the best, he is eating blue buffalo

Jack is a little magic kitty. His skill would be his quick dash to hide


Arrival Story:
Jack, aka Fiona, the stray kitten, started coming to my door and laying there outside, while Kitty would lay along side inside. He would lay in the courtyard downstairs and stare at the windows and watch Kitty, who watched right back. So then I started feeding him and every night he would come and Kitty would wait for him. Wth the help of Fix Nation, here in LA, I borrowed a trap and caught "Fiona" to get "her" spayed and shots....Fiona was a he, and he was sick, so he got neutered and antibiotics. The next ya I was supposed to release him, but he was so out of it. I had set up a giant dog crate for his recovery night and he ended up staying in there a few days, then slowly exploring the apartment, then he and Kitty became friends and now he decided he likes the inside life!

They estimated him at 1-3 y old...we were feeding him for a few months and he definitely was kitten size then, so I think he is on the 1 yr old side. I know nothing else, so his Gotcha and Birthday are the day he came indoors to stay fur good!

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
I'm a cat learnin cat stuff!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Help with trapping a nice

I've Been On Catster Since:
June 19th 2013 More than 1 year!

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Life on the inside!


November 24th 2014 3:20 pm
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Hi furrrriends.
I thought I might write today in my diary. So much is changing at my house and I love it all! I likes ta sleep on the bed with my mom and sisfur now. It is so so so cozy! Last night I even let my mom rub ma bellie! And even though I was a little too scared fur her to finish, I let her trim two, almost three of my claws this weekend! I did yet a yum yum treat after, even though I ran away pretty fast. What I like ta do is run, then turn and look ta see if mom-zilla is following me, then I run more and I hop into my safe spot, which is on the chairs under the dining room table. I even have my own soft bed there, the furst bed I evfur had in my whole entire life! It's a square and it's soft and I love to sit on it and lay on it. That spot, it's my safe place where when I am a little frightened, my mom will even let me eat my yum yums there. Although, I think Kitty is onto us with the yum yums. She has ta have them all and so sometimes I like to eat a little separate. But lately too, I like the routine. My mom goes to the kitchen, this is in the mornings, and I know it's time fur breakfast yum yums, and I follow right behind her! I even mew sometimes too, even though my meows sound more like chirpies. Kitty meows so much more...sooo...muuuuchhh...mooooreeeee....
And my mom talks right back to her in her meowies, but I can't understand hers all the time, but I know what she says when she says my name, when she says good boy, good Jack (she says that when I catch my toy and when I'm about to get some yum yum treats, and I know when she says come here.

I keep thinking about how I live on the inside now. Some of my furrriends have new brofurs and sisfurs who came from outside too. Mom always says they remind her of me and how I came inside. 'Specially since it's getting cold at night time. And it should rain, even just a little, this winter. I would come up the stairs, and do my loud meow, which is getting less loud as time does go on and more soft and not scared-see I used to meow so loud 'cause I was so lonely and was meowing fur someone, some cat. I didn't want to be alone. I even remember getting into some scuffles outside before I came in, all because I was trying to make a furriend. Mom feeds a kitty outside and she says he is nice, but when I tried to find a companion outside, he was not having it...I think that's why I found my Kitty.

Anyways, back to how I came inside...I remember one time it was so cold and wet outside and I came upstairs-at one point we had a regular dinner time, but sometimes I missed it so would meow so so loud it echoed outside in the hall and Mom would jump out of bed with a bowl of yum yums fur me. Sometimes the neighbor did too. And I will never furget my uncle Ken, who watches us sometimes. Even before I was insides to be watched, he would make sure there were yum yums outside for me when he would feed Kitty.

I remember one time it was so wet and cold, and I snuck up to get out of the rain and Mom heated up the food she gave me. Usually it was mostly just dry food, but this time it was special and warm and mushy tasties! I would stand on the stairs, a few of them down, and look away, 'cause I knew if I couldn't see her then she couldn't see me (but I think I was wrong about that one after bein' inside MOL!) I remember the rain that week because I couldn't come for yum yums everyday and my mom was so worried about me even back then and came looking fur me a couple times, but I kept hiding. Back then I was still just an outside alley cat who came fur some yum yums and got lucky!

And I had a Kitty to snuggle with on the other side of the 'partment door. I think that's why she liked me like almost right away, 'cause she knew me. Plus whenever I got the yum yums outside, Mom would let her come out-just outside the door 'cause we are not allowed outside, and she would always look at me and then walk to the yum yums and take a couple of bites before I did, then would go back to Mom. She never hissed at me. Only when I first came in like a couple times and whenever we come home from the docs...and when I am too playful. Ok, so she hisses sometimes, but she never did when I was outside MOL!

I am just so happy to be inside. I even like Kitty's boyfurrriend now too. He comes and stays fur sleepies sometimes and I actually slept by his stinky feets! And when I hid at first, I came back up and I like him to pet me sometimes. Just like when Uncle Ken comes over I come out to say hi, even though I am still a little scared. Mom says that's ok though, fur me to be a little scared. I was outside afterall and saw some scary stuff and met some scary people that made me hide until it was yum yum time.

Soooo, after all this, furriends, I had to just write about how I came insides fur a little bit because I feel so special. Sometimes I think that they picked me, Mom and Kitty... but truthfully, they know that I picked them!



Mom's leavin us fur a few days!

August 20th 2014 3:18 pm
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Ah! Mom is leavin us fur a few days! She's gonna go visits our furmily back on the east coast. I am nervfous 'cause even though my uncle Ken has come over ta feeds us, I still get scared and stuffs. Mom told him though where my favfurite toy was gonna be kept (duh! Da Bird sparkly thing!)and she told him if I din't come out fur yummies, he could leave the food by the bed and I would sneaks out to eat it.

Last night I made sure to get exercises, and chase Kitty lots and lots. Mom closed me out of the bedroom fur awhile. When she does that though I like ta scratch and mew at the door and she lets me in, and on these special nights then I like to chase Kitty again pretty much right away. I think Mom is worried I am gonna bother Kitty while she is gone, and that Kitty will get stressed out n stuffs.

Lately it's been pretty good livin' inside. It's been quite a long time now. I never look out the front door-I achully avoid it all together. I still run from Mom though sometimes, but oh my cat! I have been getting sooooo mannnny cuddddles! I like to sleep on the bed sometimes, only sometimes, far away by Mom's feets. But I like to sit up next to her tummy too, and she loves that, and I do too 'cause the best thing is getting petted a lot. And Da Bird...that's the other best thing.

Wish me and Kitty luck this weekend! Mom made sure to put lots of tissue paper out fur me to run through and yummies and blankies too in my hidey spots, just in case.



Daily doings

March 11th 2014 11:49 am
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I was thinking last night about all the cool stuff I get to do, now that I live inside. I mean, I got ta play with the wild outside, but nothing compares ta having a warm bed and sisfur and mommy to cuddle up too. Plus Da sparkly thing was NOT outside ta catch! And I get ta catch and play with it with my mom everyday!

I was watchin the news with mom last night too, once she got home from class, and this poor kitty was on the news. And this poor kitty reminded me so much of myself (and Mommy said so too) I was such a scared little dude when I came inside. It took me months ta learn that it's ok, that I won't get hurted inside. And even now sometimes I still get scared. Kitty, she lets Mommy do anything to her, cept when it's time ta wash her chin from the acne she gets sometimes or ta put eye drops in. But this kitty was so cute, he was black n white. And he was just terrified.

So...why was he terrified??? 'Cause he has bad hoooomans. I don't even wanna call them his mom and dad, 'cause no mom and dad kick their kitties. This hoooman called 911 because the little hooman, who was only 8 months old, was allowed ta play with the kitty (and we all see tha cute videos online of kitties and babies, but you have to be careful too 'cause babies don't know stuffs yet) and this baby pulled the kitty's tail. So the kitty got scared and scratched it. So then the hooooman kicked the kitty by the tail!!! Which means, the kitty was walking away!!! And no kitty deserves a kick in the booty, EVER EVER!

And of course, like any scared and attacked kitty, this one was trying to hide in the video (which was obvious 'cause that's what I did and Kitty did when she had her brofur Harrison) and it was meowing loud and hissing and making growly sounds. I feel so bad fur this kitty because he doesn't deserve to be frightened in his home or kicked. And the baby too should be more pawrotected from the animals, just in case ya knows, until it can learn how to be good to them.

So this kitty is still living at the house, which confused Mommy 'cause one story she saw said that "authorities caught the cat and didn't know what to do with it.." but then they said the cat was caught and left with the furmily, who don't know what to do with it. I think purrrrsonally, that this kitty is no stranger to kicks and yells and bad hoooman behavior. And I know after seeing the news story with Mommy, so many people would want to love him and cuddle him and treat him right so he won't have ta be so scared and look fur hiding spots like in the video.

I am just feeling sad fur this dude. He didn't ask ta has his tail pulled, and it was an accident, but the kicking was deliberate. Mommy tries to put food bowls in front of me, that's deliberate and sometimes I hide at furst, and then realize, it's my yum yums, and I go in fur a pet-which I control by letting mommy reach her hand out and I walks into it. I had ta learn the trust, just like Mommy had ta learn to give me time to trust.

So anyways, I know that this diary was gonna be more about my daily stuffs, but I guess it is in a way. Daily, sometimes I hide, but I know I won't get kicked or my tail pulled, and daily I eat yum yums and play with Da Sparkly thing. And daily I get so much loves. And I just wanna send that loves to this kitty from tha news.

Wanna send him some POTP with me furrriends??

Jumpin Jack flash (cause that's my nicknames when I flash into my safe spot, under the table, on top of the chairs, where my little lamb cuddly bear and soft bed are.

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