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  Photo Comments (1) "Wishing everyone a Happy Valentine's Day! Love, KJ."
  Photo Comments "Seriously mom? Snort."
  Photo Comments "Aw, how nice! Thank you Tabatha, Dreamette #19! :)"
  Photo Comments (4) "My carrot is tops! (And mom says carrots are healthy, so I can play with it all I want, snort.)"
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Nicknames: Kitty Kazoo, KJ, K-Joy, Kazoomster, little girl

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 Birthday: October 23rd 2001
 Likes: me, my lap, the sun, afghans, oriental rugs, sleeping, looking out the window, catnip, philosophizing, belly rubs, kneading, being told she's a good girl, waking me up and smelling my morning breath (weird, I know!)

Pet-Peeves: vacuum cleaners, lawnmowers, firecrackers, thunder, missing the window ledge when she jumps, hearing the word 'no', not having me around all the time

Favorite Toy: feathers, dangerous toy mice, tin foil balls, cork tied to a string, anything I wave in front of her

Favorite Nap Spot: my lap, my bed, anywhere on the floor where the sun hits

Favorite Food: salmon and tuna juice (the only human food this mean mom will feed her)

Skills: it's probably not a unique skill, but my little girl knows how to steal my heart every single day

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story: I first noticed Kazumi Joy hanging around the neighbourhood about two months before my other cat, Adrian Mole, passed away. She appeared out of nowhere, and was the skinniest and most frightened cat I had ever seen. I left food out for her, and would crouch down low while talking to her in friendly tones, but she always ran away. This continued after my cat had died, and while I was still grieving.
One day I called out to her as usual, and to my surprise, she ran over and rubbed up against me. I stroked her and she rewarded me with loud purring. It was at that point that I realized how emaciated she really was. All her bones were sticking out, and all I could feel while petting her were ridges. Before I realized what I was doing, I picked her up and took her inside. She proceeded to eat three bowls of food, and I proceeded to fall in love. The funny thing is that I had decided I wanted two longhaired male kittens, and ended up with a shorthaired female adult.
Kazumi was so weak from starvation that she almost kept losing her balance whenever she walked. All she did for weeks was eat and sleep, and it broke my heart. She was extremely frightened, and was startled by any sudden movement or noise. I also noticed that she never slept with her eyes completely closed, and acted as if she always had to be on the alert. In fact, when she did finally sleep with her eyes completely shut, I cried because I realized she finally felt safe.
I like to think that Kazumi Joy's predecessor would approve of this cat. And that somehow it was no accident that she crossed my threshold two months to the day that Adrian Mole died. I also relearned the important lesson that if you're open to possibility, what you get may be far better than what you had hoped for.

Bio: Kitty Kazoo has come a long way. At 12+ pounds, no one can accuse her of being skinny, and while she initially didn't always like to be touched, she now enjoys her belly rubs (but only by her mom!), and isn't afraid of human contact. She's also stopped following me around wherever I go, and now feels secure enough to stay put when I leave. I love Kazumi Joy with all my heart, and can't believe that someone would abandon her. She is the sweetest and gentlest cat I've ever met, and definitely lives up to her middle name!
One thing that I am sad about is the fact that when I tried to get another cat so that she could have more company, she became very scared and skittish, and I had to let the other cat go back to her original home. I'm hopeful though that one day Kazumi will welcome a sibling. I love to watch two cats getting along!

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Forums Motto: The Feline Philosopher

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*Stop Animal Testing*, 3S2F, ban declawing, Beautiful cat eyes, Blue Bloods, Canadian Catsters, End Animal Testing, Gray is GREAT!!!!!!, I Knead You, Love 'em? Fix 'em., Monkey Business, Mouseworks, The (Endless) Summer of Scooter, VEGAN/VEGETARIAN

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My Main Philosophy: One can learn more from a stationary cat, than from an industrious person.
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February 14th 2013 12:56 pm
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"The grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something [and someone?] to love,
and something to hope for." -- JOSEPH ADDISON
January 18th 2013 9:47 am
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Oh, wait, that's Daily Diary Pick. But that's good too. It's all good! :)
Thanks everyone. And, um, Catster too. ;)
January 11th 2013 2:32 pm
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Can often be a good thing, as in, for example, being on the edge of your seat in excitement or anticipation. Or being on the edge artistically and creatively. Being described as cutting-edge is a compliment, not an insult.
So why does mom not like it when I pee on the edge? That is, even when the litter box is completely clean, I like to deposit my #1 (and often #2 too) in the corners and on the sides. Sure, I sometimes end up peeing on and OVER the edge, but is that really my fault? I suppose the fact that there's only carpeting where my box is, and that mom finds it even more difficult to scoop poop and pee that's stuck like cement on the sides now that she has tennis elbow important considerations to keep in mind, but it's not like I do it on purpose to annoy her...
KJ's mom: does anyone have any idea why she may be doing this, and how I can get her to be more boring and just pee/poop in the middle of the box?
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