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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!!!
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!
I joined Lisa on the love seat last night and petted her. She started purring in her quiet way. After a few minutes, she purred louder and her purrs kept getting louder. It reminded me of all the nights when I sat with you, petted you and listened to your loud, beautiful purring. Lisa usually doesn’t do that, and for as long as she did.
I know you sent Lisa to me. Did you have her stay with me for 20 minutes last night and get her to purr the way you did?
Sweetie, it’s hard to believe it’s been four years since you went to the Bridge. I miss you and I always will.
I visited the house we lived in on my way home from work today in memory of the 15th anniversary when you officially became my catgirl.
As I approached the house, I remember how you stood on the walkway and waited for me if I went out for a brief time.
I walked up the stairs on the first side of the house. On this side is your outdoor bathroom. I put a small amount of fresh kitty litter there, as I did last year.
Next was the rear entrance and porch. I stood there and remembered how I called you to come in the house.
I went to the back where our house was. All the curtains remain and I could see only very little inside.
Last and certainly not least was the other side of the house. This had the storage room. Like last year, I put a bit of catnip outside the window.
I stood in front of the house and ended the visit.
Although it was 15 years ago, I will never forget the way you became my catgirl Abby.
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