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Coloration: Black
Likes: Purring loudly, talking, petting, posing for pictures, being Queen of the Cats
Pet-Peeves: Most other cats
Favorite Toy: Turbo scratcher, Cosmic catnip (it had to be this brand), bugs
Favorite Nap Spot: Her special spots on the bed, couch and chair, and in the closet
Favorite Food: Nutro Lite, Science Diet, Fancy Feast chicken or fish, chicken baby food
Skills: Purring her greetings to anyone on the phone, announcing her arrival to join me with a chirpy meow
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: A cat came by my house several times in August and September of 1993. I let her stay with me overnight and fed her if she didn't go home. On September 18, 1993, I found her mother, who said that her black cat didn't like the other two cats in her house. I explained what went on for the past few weeks, so she looked at my house and then asked me if I could make my home hers. I was more than happy to; after all, she adopted me by coming by my house! Her previous mother called her Black Cat and I named her Abby. The name fit her and she answered to it. She was between 2 1/2 and 4 years old when she came into my life, and she gave me 11 of the best years. From the kink at the end of her tail and her many vocalizations, she had some Siamese in her. She hissed and growled at other cats at first, but became more tolerant and then made two cat friends (both black cats) later.
Bio: Abby passed away on November 24, 2004 from lymphoma. It was the night before Thanksgiving (US) and I thank her for all the time she gave me. She's my first cat and I will always love and miss her. Abby is a one and only who can never be replaced.
Forums Motto: Black cats are beautiful!
The Groups I'm In: ♥A TEAM♥, ♥All Fur Fun♥, Black Cats Crossing our Paths, =^..^=Angel Cats=^..^=, ban declawing, Black Beauties, Black Cat Society of Catster, Chef Skylar's open restaurant, Feliway® Felines, In Memoriam, Lucky Black Cats, Muppet's Bucket (HQ-approved fundraiser), New Site Homepage! Sweet!, Pawrents with Allergies, Paws with Claws, Pawsome Pages, Pen Paws, Princesses With Beauty, Rainbow Bridge Kitties, Rowdy Naughty Bawdy Cats and Dogs, the black is back, United We Stand, ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^
The Last Forum I Posted In: Spot and Shakes Wedding Celebration!!!
Sweetie, it was five years ago today that you went to the Rainbow Bridge. I will always miss you, no matter how long it’s been since you went there. I know you made many friends and I will see you again.
I see a cat on my lunchtime walks who reminds me of you and I gave you a picture of him on your page. His name is Jinx and he is black, greets me in the same way you did, talks in ways you did, rolls on the ground in front of his house and purrs loudly.
Yes, he’s a boy kitty, but he is still a lot like you. The other differences are that he doesn’t have a kink at the end of his tail and doesn’t love to take pictures the way you did.
I still see Merlin—another black boy cat who reminds me of you—sometimes too. Jinx looks more like you because he doesn’t have huge ears like Merlin.
I miss you so much that any black cat I see reminds me of you. I sponsored two black kitties in need at Best Friends, Nancy and Licorice Lake, in your memory.
On my way home from work today, I visited the house we lived in to honor the 16th anniversary of the day you became my catgirl.
I went up the walkway to the place we lived and remembered all your favorite places. I stood where I called you at bedtime.
I didn’t bring catnip and kitty litter this time, but instead used the small bag of your food I found. When I got to the back of the house, where our living room was, I put some pieces on the window sill. I put more pieces outside the window of the room of where the person who had you before me heard me call you—and which led to you becoming my black kitty girl.
When I got to the front of the house, Tippy showed up and let me pet her. I also remember how you liked to show her that you were the Queen of the Territory. She looks the same as she did when we lived there, but may move a little slower.
After I spent a few minutes with Tippy, I looked at the house again and ended my visit.
I looked for an interview I did with your vet 11 years ago many times. I know I had a printed copy somewhere and couldn’t find it. I found it on an old disk, but it had a password on it and I had no idea what it was. I tried many possible passwords and none worked.
I looked for the printed copy again last night. I went to a bookcase and in a book—I found it!
I will recreate it, keep it and not put a password on it!
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