Domestic Long Hair/Maine Coon
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Home:Middlesex County, NJ  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 4 lbs.

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Emma Lauren, Sweet Girl, Stinky, Emmahead, Priss, Princess, Freak, Flying Furball

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

June 3rd 1995


to lie in my lap

other cats being in her way, touching her paws, going into a carrier

Favorite Toy:
Catnip cigars, rattling toy mice

Favorite Nap Spot:
in Mom's lap or on bedroom pillow

Favorite Food:
Nutro Gourmet Roasted Chicken and all wet food, except beef and anything else I can get into my mouth

she has a very unique little voice


Arrival Story:
Emma was abandoned at a local pet store (June 21, 2003) where a group I volunteer with has an adoption center. She came in with another cat and stunk of smoke, was filthy, dehydrated, hungry, and she was also front declawed. I only had two cats at the time and could devote time to taking care of a long-hair so I took her home. Emma is very petite and small but with a beautiful long soft coat. Her voice is very raspy though so my friends and I believe she has some Maine Coon in her, but the other breed we are not sure of. Anyway, I quickly learned that Emma was not fond of using the litterbox. For the most part she wanted nothing to do with it. She has been sweet and affectionate from day one so she would have made a phenomenal companion for someone who needs this kind of attention and affection. She ruined some of my hardwood, but not a big deal it can all be fixed....and eventually she began to urinate in the boxes, but the other business is still a problem and so she is not really adoptable and now a has a permanent place in my home and heart. We celebrate Emma's birthday in June.

I am Emma the princess of the group and I will also tell you that I am the most beautiful as well. I am the lone long-hair in my house, besides my mom but she is a human. I was named after two of my mom's most favorite and special people in the world, Emma & Lauren are both tiny, petite, and beautiful just like me. I do not really want to have anything to do with any of the other cats I live with; if someone else is in mom's lap, I will walk over and on them and squish my way in until they get up and leave (this is where Princess came about). I like to pull my mom's hair and eat whiskers that fall on the carpet and lick the covers of magazines (hence my nickname Freak). I will beat up on anyone for any or no reason at all and when I am smacking someone, I start running on my back legs with my front paws swinging; I am very tough for my size. I really hate going in a carrier to go anywhere, so I always make sure to empty my bowels as soon as I can, then of course it gets all over me and in my long hair (that is why I am also called Stinky). Plus the fact that I dislike litterboxes no matter what they are filled with and I have a rough time with inflamed intestines, so I always leave a rather unpleasant present on the floor in front of the boxes for my mom to find; it is not hard to do; one time she came home opened the door and then threw-up ( you can only imagine the reason). I will find comfort where ever I am, and if I do not want to be disturbed, I will not get up for anything. With the exception of the vacuum, anything can happen around or nearby me and I will not even look up to notice (this is why I am the Priss). My life is great!

Forums Motto:
I went to the Bridge on 2/7/07 :(

The Groups I'm In:
6 or more kitties, As the World Purrs, Beautiful Cats, Best Buddies Unite, long haired cats/animals, Rainbow Bridge Kitties, Reflections, summer lovin' kitties, Viva La RevolMEWtion, ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^

The Last Forum I Posted In:
White Star Whitester Day 2008

Family Name:
Mighty Menaces

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Her Royal Highness Emma the Reticent of Lesser Cheese Winston
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I've Been On Catster Since:
April 19th 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Life As A Princess

The Rainbow Bridge

August 15th 2007 5:26 am
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On Wednesday, February 7, 2007, my sweet little girl, Emma Lauren passed on to the Rainbow Bridge. She had been diagnosed with Hyperthyroidism just over a month earlier. Her T4 level was higher than the vet had ever seen 11.4, a 7 is dangerous enough. When she was first abandoned I was told by a different vet that in 2003 she was 2, but this disease only starts in cats that are at least 7. And with Emma's history and other issues, it looks like she was probably well into her teens. Emma was 100% LAPCAT, and the prettiest little thing you ever saw, all six pounds of her. She had the greatest, most unique almost raspy little voice and she could fight with the best of them. She was the Princess of my house.

Emma was abandoned at PetsMart on June 21, 2003, she was underweight, matted, filthy, stunk of smoke and had other problems. I named her Emma Lauren after my chiropractor and my doctor...they are both very tiny and very pretty just like her.

Emma has always had her own quirks you might say, things that kept her from being unadoptable i.e. litterbox issues, so in any other situation she would have been euthanized immediately, but I could not let that happen. I loved her. She had lost weight on me once before and so I just started feeding her more often and she gained it back and was fine. The next time, it did not work. Emma always had some sort of little problem, ears and eyes mainly, but it was constant for the sweet girl. A couple months back, she woke me up in the middle of the night sitting on my chest, her eyes and nose crusted and running, breathing heavy and looking so frail.

I called the vet immediately, her T4 cells were insanely high and she was down to 3.8lbs. I was terrified, but I was not going to give up on her. The vet said she was in critical condition and that I could do more for her at home being with her 24/7, but the next three days would be rough. She had stopped eating and drinking, so I syringe fed her every four hours and she got sub-q fluids and meds every 12. She got thru the three days, so I kept up the feedings and the meds for a month, eventually she started eating on her own and drinking water. But the weight gain was slight. She had good and bad days. And never did I think that I was going to lose her. My vet told my mom that if anyone can keep her alive, I can because he knows how much I love my cats and what I will do for them...but Emma was more sick than any of us really knew. After a month, things looked promising, she was eating pretty well, getting her meds, but the weight gain was not there. Her little heart still pounded awfully strong though and she was always breathing hard and taking breaks when walking.

Then I went and failed my sweet Emma, I got myself so sick that I was put into a hospital and I was not there for her. Thankfully, her Aunt Kelly was...but she should not have needed to be. Aunt Kelly loved Emma too, she took her to her house and did everything that I would have done for her. She is the only one I would have wanted Emma with. Emma was very comfortable there from the moment she walked in, she smacked Princess twice, the boys just watched her, and she settled into Kelly's lap and snuggled in bed with her too, moved Kenmore right out of his space. Emma made herself cozy on Matt's chest too, and soon just as with me, she was lying across Kelly's neck at night. She was perfectly content. I loved hearing how happy she was, it made me able to rest easier. The night before she died, Emma must have gotten her last burst of energy, she climbed up onto Kelly's shoulder and stuck her tiny little head right into her Rice and Broccoli, and then went back for more. That is just what Emma always did, over the shoulder and in the dish. They went to sleep, Emma all curled up in Kelly's neck....but later that morning Emma did something she never does, she got down and went to lay down on Kelly's bath robe on the floor, not one of the cat beds. She never woke up.

I miss my baby...Mommy loves you forever Emma.


Catster purrs helped to get me better...THANK YOU!

January 7th 2007 6:11 pm
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At the end of last year I was super sick, I mean it was life & the bad word, death. My mom knew what she needed to do for me here at home, but she knew it was not going to be enough. She asked all of my siblings to post in their groups about me and ti ask if our Catster friends & their familes would purr & prayer for me. The first three days were very critical. After day one I stopped eating and drinking. it was Catsters to the rescue giving us advice and tricks and all the support we needed. I MADE IT thru those first three days. That was a very important hurdle for me.

Since then I have been eating on my own, but it is on and off with how good I do. My dehydration level gets better every day, and I take my pill twice a day with much grief for my mother. Plus I have pink eye now too. But its okay, I am pretty sure I have put on a couple of ounces. My doctor says I am still in very serious condition and it will be about a month before I start showing any significant improvement...but the most important thing is that I am here.

All the beautiful rosettes and stars and p-mails to me and my siblings, even to my mom were/are caring, supportive, encouraging, sympathetic, empathetic, sweet and loving. I felt it all, the purrs were so beautifully powerful. I know along with my mom's love and dedication to me, it was all the Catabulous Kitties and some pretty Awesome Doggies too, plus all of their Phenomenal Families that purred, barked and prayed so hard for me that I am still here.

I need to apologize for my siblings as well as myself for being so awful in writing back to all of the wonderful p-mails we received and especially for me with all the pretty stars and rosettes. It may be a little in the future when I am a little stronger, but we will all do our best to make sure we thank you.

Lastly, I have to thank HQ, if it were not for him, Catster would not be here and my mom never would have received all the support and help that she did. She says it was Catster that helped her get thru this too.

All my purring love,
Emma (and Mom)


I am very very very sick, its scaring Mommy

December 30th 2006 6:17 pm
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I have been really sick the last few days, last night was the worst so today Mom & Grandma rushed me to the vet. It turns out that I am 2 years older than the other vet said, so now I am officially the Old Lady of the house. But also, I have hyperthyroidism. My weight dropped to 3.5lbs and with that I am anemic, dehydrated and have a minor bladder infection. I only have a 50/50 chance of pulling thru right now over the next few days, in three days with the pills to slow my thyroid, lots of extra food, and as much water as possible (my appetite is still good) if I put on some weight and perk up a bit, then may chances will improve, and hopefully the T4 bloodtest levels will be way under 40. Purr for me, please!

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