American Shorthair
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Home:Inland Empire, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 18 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 10 lbs.

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Special Gift Box:
The family of Snuggle, Liza (In Loving Memory)  , Orange Man, Sylvia, Bobbi (My Angel) and more!

Perla, Perla Poo, Perly, Gato, Perly Werly, My Middle Child, Skinny Minnie, Green Eyes, the Silent One

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
April 2nd 1999


Being left alone unless she's scared, and playing soccer with me. She will fetch.

Her sister Lily. The doorbell and anyone coming in to visit. Being petted, touched, or held, unless she's in the jealous mode and wants attention. Then she loves to be held on my shoulder like a baby.

Favorite Toy:
Barbie accessories - she steals them. Anything that rolls. She loves to retrieve and play soccer even if it's by herself.

Favorite Nap Spot:
On my daughter's bed, right smack in the middle with her head on the pillows, or the loft window with her head sticking in between the blinds.

Favorite Food:
Science Diet. Sometimes turkey or chicken. She eats like a bird, and will turn her nose from most table food.

When Pearl wants attention or food, she'll nudge me and say "hmmph". She loves soccer - she will bring a toy and leave it at your feet and wait motionless until you see it and kick it for her. She walks like John Wayne.


Arrival Story:
When I was six weeks old a man who turned out to be my forever Dad plucked me out of a box that I was sleeping in with my siblings, put me in a smaller box and kept me in his office all day until he could take me home. It was a long drive and when my forever Mom saw me she was surprised to see how little I was. They had been told I was eight weeks old! Mom was worried that Burbank would do something mean to me during that first night because she wasn't thrilled to see me, but I did ok. I knew how to eat kitty food, but I had no idea what a litter box was, and I didn't go potty until the next day when Burbank showed me where to go. I wondered why they kept throwing me in that box!

Pearl is a very good and loving cat. She's very low maintenance, dainty, and you hardly know she's around unless she's hungry. She doesn't even meow. She does say "hmmph" and it's so cute. Pearl was the baby until we rescued Lily. Lily's arrival was very difficult for her and she hissed and snarled at her every chance she got for four weeks. One day Pearl decided she would just tolerate Lily and it took another week until they actually played. Now they're true sisters! There is one thing though, as soon as fresh water is placed in the bowl, Pearl will wait her turn then proceed to drink as much water as she can. That's her way of getting back at Lily since she made her a middle child! She used to drink toilet water until Lily came around, now you'll find Pearl at the water bowl. She is a purrfect little dainty kitty, but if you watch her walk away from you, she walks like John Wayne. Now if she starts running and you're still watching from behind, her back legs go to the left. Picture a thin, long-legged shiny black cat with a John Wayne strut with only it's back legs going sideways. It's so cute.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
I do not walk like John Wayne!

The Groups I'm In:
"ROYAL FELINE GROUP", ♥ =^..^= 4 The Love of Cats =^..^= ♥, ***Black*Beauty***, *** WE LOVE OUR TROOPS***, Black Cats Crossing our Paths, The 3 Amigos, Agility, Ameirican Shorthair Cats Only., American Shorthair Club, Beautiful cat eyes, Beautiful Black Cats and Dogs Unite!, Beautiful Blacks, Black Beauties, Black Cat Society of Catster, Black dogs and cats rule!!!, Black or Halloween Kitty Kats, Black, Brilliant Blackies Rule Catster, California Cats and Dogs, Catholic Pets, Cats Club, Cats Who Watch TV, Chef Skylar's open restaurant, KITTIE CAT CHURCH PURRZZ FOR PRAISE...., Let's Go, Lucky Black Cats, Military Pets ~meow~ ***Go USA*** ~ruff~, Multiple Cat households!!!, Navin and Buds, Quiet Kitties, Scaredy Cat Group, The Lost Island Of Atlantis Couples Paradise ~Featuring Singles Catnip Valley!, Young at heart

Named After:
Black Pearls

Middle Name:
Torrance (city I was adopted in)

April 2, 1999

Favorite People:
The young adult and the teenager

I've Been On Catster Since:
March 25th 2005 More than 12 years!

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I'm the shy one

A year ago...

April 2nd 2008 12:43 am
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I was very sick and today you'd never know that ever happened to me. It's been a long time since I've written in my diary, but today is my birthday and I'm 9 years old! Geez, I'm catching up to my sister, Burbank, she's old!

I'm also a changed cat since my illness last year. I had so many people tending to me that I outgrew my shyness. And I don't eat like a bird anymore. I don't know why I turned into a hearty eater, but it's allowed me to gain a little weight so I don't look so skinny anymore. I'm more social and most people notice that right away about me. I'm still skittish with little kids, but not with adults that come to visit.

My favorite past time is laying in the sun, or in the young adult's room. I'll sit at the door and holler until someone lets me in her room.

Well, that's about it for now. Nothing special, just another year older, and very lucky to be alive and healthy!



I am all better now!

April 16th 2007 12:26 pm
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I am feeling so good this past week, you never would have known I was such a sick kitty. Last night I took my last dose of liquid medicine, and I finished my last pill way before that. Whenever Mom came up to me I always checked to see if she had anything that looked like medicine in her hands, she was real tricky. A few times I hid under the cars in the garage, but they always found me in the end.

I used to eat very small amounts of food just a few times a day, but now I bug Mom to feed me a few times in the morning and quite a few times in the evening. See...I only eat a few morsels at a time and my kitty sisters and brother never leave left overs for me. There's no stopping me now, I enjoy food and I pursue until I get someone to feed me. And of course, I guzzle most of the water in the pink bowl. Mom loves to see me drink from there, she told me that if I hadn't come home that she was going to throw that pink bowl away because it reminded her of me. Apparently I was so jealous when they brought Lily home that I always tried to drink all the water so she couldn't get any. And yes, I still do that, but now it's so that Dylan can't get any water, hehehe...

My family has noticed that I'm more social too, musta been all those vets and technicians that treated me. I'm off of bedrest now, so Mom plays soccer with me but she's starting me off in short periods, and we even played with the lazer but she cut that short too.

The young adult lets me sleep in her room all day even if she's not home, and in the evening I come down to play and I usually beat Dylan up to show him that he's not the boss. Actually we just do a tumble and I bat at him once and I leave him shaking in his boots.

Speaking of boots, I still have my little black boots on my front paws. They shaved me and the teenager says I look like a poodle. Mom knows I'm sensitive and corrects her and says they are my "little black boots". I still have a shaved tummy and neck, and my hair just isn't growing very fast, but it doesn't bother me at all. I'm just so happy to be home and alive!

Love - Pearl


I'm home now and I'm so happy!

April 4th 2007 6:09 pm
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I haven't written in a long time and I guess I should update my diary. This may be long, but here it goes. Friday I turned my nose at breakfast and didn't hog the water dish, so Mom went looking for me and found me hiding. She took me to a new vet and he did blood tests, but had to sedate me cuz I wouldn't co-operate.

So Mom went back for the results on Saturday morning and was told I was probably diabetic and had a problem with my liver. She totally lost it, poor Mom. To make things worse I hid all day because my family was having a huge party. She and my human sisters kept finding me and checking on me, and they even took me outside to walk in the grass and smell the flowers that I love to see from the window. They thought they were losing me. I hid one more time and about 7pm they caravaned me to the animal hospital. See...they love me so much they filled two cars full of people. But I understand now, they thought they had to say goodbye to me.

The vet lady came in and said I had a 50/50 chance so Dad took out his credit card and my family left so the treatment and tests could get started on me. Mom called the hospital for an update at midnight. I felt bad and had lost a lot of weight very rapidly. I was lethargic and my calcium count kept going down. I had bloody diarrhea and wouldn't eat. They gave me a puffy paw bandage and my paw was bigger than the other one, but it was feeding liquids into me for nutrition and medicine.

The vet lady called Mom at 6am Sunday to update her. She could hear me meowing and was told I was bathing myself, but still not eating. My family came to visit me that night for almost two hours, and I was so happy, especially when my favorite girl, the young adult, came after work to hold me. I purred for her too. They were told to pick me up in the morning and take me to the vet's office and suggested an ultrasound.

Mom picked me up Monday morning and rushed me to the new vet by 8am. I still had the catheter in so they hooked me up and there we went again with more tests.

Tuesday morning they woke me to do an ultrasound. I didn't have a problem with that but why did they have to shave my belly? They also did more blood work and the only thing the vet suspects is an infection in my pancreas or liver and that all the antibiotics in my body since Friday was healing me. Mom and the vet talked a long time and agreed that I should come home. He said even the most hearty kitty eaters stop eating when they're being treated so he hoped I would come home and eat. That was the plan, for me to eat and not throw up. Mom and the teen came for me after school and I loved the car ride home. I checked every room in the house and turned my nose at my favorite wet food, well, I took four licks, but that was all. They took pictures of me and followed me everywhere. Two hours after my homecoming I decided to eat and I didn't throw up. Yay! Cuz I really don't want to go anywhere anymore. I want to stay home and stay well. I hope I can do that cuz I love my family and they must love me cuz Dad says I'm a $3,000 kitty now.

So I'm eating little at a time like I always do, and keeping it down, and now everyone treats me like a princess, I love it!

Love - Pearl

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