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Isis - Gone to the Bridge, Nov

Domestic Long Hair
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Home:Middlesex, NC  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 8 lbs.

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Brat Cat; Her Majesty; Miss Hiss; Iz-Iz; Silly Kitty

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
pet tag recovery serviceRainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed

May 1st 2003


Food, feather toys, new catnip, empty bags & boxes.

Being picked up; Dusk & Lazarus breathing the same air she does; being moved.

Favorite Toy:
Empty bags & boxes.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Wherever she wants, usually in the middle of my bed - from which she refuses to be moved.

Favorite Food:
Canned - but she keeps switching flavors on me. Usually whatever I'm NOT serving.

She's amazingly adept at getting into trouble.


Arrival Story:
Isis was once named Queenie & lived with my best friend. My friend got terribly sick with a killer infection (aka flesh-eating virus). When she began her recovery at home, she was told by her doctors that she had to give up all her cats (about 10 of them). I took 2 of them - Isis was one, Dusk is the other.

I changed Queenie to Isis because when she came to my apartment, she instantly acted like she was more than mere royalty - she was a goddess. Because of my interests in ghosts, I chose Isis because that is the Egyptian goddess of love & the caretaker/protector of the dead. Isis only likes to be petted when it's her idea & don't EVEN THINK about picking her up.

Forums Motto:
You may pet me now.

The Groups I'm In:
As the World Purrs, Dogster and Catster All Paws Bulletin!, Fearless Feline Flyers', FebrezeĀ® Pet Odor Eliminatorā„¢, Girl Cats Rule, Lolkittehs (& Doggehs), Look....but don't touch, Mission Impawsible, Multi-Colored Cats Club, Multiple Cat households!!!, The "My Cat Likes To Sleep In Boxes" Group, Tortoiseshell Cats of Catster, White paws, ~*~Tortoiseshell Lovers!~*~

The Last Forum I Posted In:
2 Cats Looking for New Forever Home

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 30th 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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DesireeClarisseDusk, RIP

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The Goddess is In

I Has Gone to Da Bridge

March 5th 2014 10:01 pm
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It has taken a long time fur me to get meowmie to write this down, she hurts so bad.

I gots sick in November 2013. I couldn't eat or drink & I suddenly was in da dark - my eyes wouldn't work. Meowmie took me to a special hospital & they did tests & found out I had Cancer in my stomach that had moved to my brain, taking away my sight. Meowmie paid much green stuff to make me better so I could spend some time wif her in our new house, but it was not to be fur long.

Just 2 weeks aftur I got out, I stopped eating again & started hiding in little places like the closet & behind the toilet. Meowmie knew it was time & she took me to my docfur & blessedly released me to go to da Rainbow Bridge.

Now I look down at Meowmie & her tears, as she struggles wif her own sickness. Clarisse has done a good job of taking over fur me as Nurse Kitty & making sure Meowmie has purrs to get betfur. The only thing I need now are wings. I hope I can get some soon.

Goodbye to my furriends. I will see you at the Bridge someday.


Diary Pick Ob Da Day!

February 7th 2008 12:22 pm
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Meows! Woo-hoo! I bees one ob da Catster Diary Picks Ob Da Day!

Tank mews, tank mews! It is a great honor!

Isis - writer-kitty goddess


Attack of da Killer Bag!

January 28th 2008 1:16 pm
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Oh my, oh my. I haf been so afeered dat it has tooken me a lonk time to write dis here diary entry. It happened on Satfurday, this past one. Oh, shivers... da horror! Da terror! Da attack of da killer plastik bag!

Dere I was, minding mine own buzieness. Lookin into stuffs, just as usual. I came upon an infuresting sight - a bag, just sittin dere all empty & open. So, I decides to check it owt.

In I goes, in one side & owt da ofur.... but wait! What's dis? Da bag is followin mees! I walk fastur - still followin! Den I run, jump to da winder - bag is comin tew! Run into meowmie's bedroom - jump on her bed (wakin hers up), BANG! On da kitty condo, intew herz winder, bag still dere!

Oh no's! I run unfur herz bed to hide, bag comes tew. (So does Clarisse.) Pawpaw comes laffin in frum da catputer - splains to meowmie what happning, since she's goin, "what? what?", lookin all stoopid.

Den Pawpaw tries to get me owta frum unfur da bed, I goes runnin bys meowmie (who owta da bed now), wif Clarisse close behint - but no bag. My wonderfur sisfur has helped to defeat da killer bag & we haf left it unfur da bed to catinplate its failed attack.

Whew! Dat was close! Den, I went intew da front room to hide & shiver a while. But tewday, I is back to my snoopy ways. Meowmie says I nefur learn. But it's my way - I must know efurryting dat goes on in dis here purrlace.

Isis, spy-cat extreme

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