Russian Blue/American Shorthair
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Home:Church Hill, TN  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 5 lbs.

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Chi Chi, Cheech, Cheechers

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

June 6th 2005


Me and their adopted dad BO and Peyton

the vaccum cleaner, nail trimmings and medicine

Favorite Toy:
Straws and their crinkle butterfly

Favorite Nap Spot:
on me or the back of the couch curled up on BO

Favorite Food:
Nutro dry and any kind of wet food, although they rarely get any

not really...just pretty normal, wild cats


Arrival Story:
They were two kittens rescued from a feral dump site at my moms house. People come by there and just throw cats out the windows or whatever. That is where I got Peachy also. Anyway, they were born this spring to one of the cats that was thrown off there along with their siblings Magic, Hissy, Munchkin and then Chester and Cheetah. I took all of them to PetsMart to be adopted but I was called and told they were sick. Upon inspection I discovered that these two were losing weight because they were having a hard time eating the tiny hard nibblets of Science Diet. They were so skinny. I brought them all home with me. Munchkin had to be hospitalized for several days and almost died but not sure what happened to her. I nursed them all back to health here and prepared to adopt them out. However, by this time, both Chester and Cheetah were crawling in my arms each time I opened their crate. I fell in love with them and was determined to keep them. However, I did give them one final shot at PS. I took them down on a Saturday and stayed with them the entire time. I prayed they wouldn't get adopted and if they didn't I knew I could talk my husband into keeping them. Well, there was one interested couple b ut they lived far away so they changed their mind. Well, the rest is history they are a part of our family for good along with their brother Magic. Hissy, their sister was adopted by my mother-in-law and Munchkin was recently adopted along with another of my mom's kittens to a wealthy couple. Everything has worked out great.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Am I Blue? Yes I'm Blue

The Groups I'm In:
College Football Fans, =^..^= Southern Kitties =^..^= all others are welcome too!!!, Blue Bloods, Febreze® Pet Odor Eliminator™, Tennessee Kitties

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I've Been On Catster Since:
September 21st 2005 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
MarinoPeytonSweetieBo *over the
bridge 7/02/11
PetraLittle Bit
Angel *R.I.P
Maggie Mae
Mattie *RIP*
Sweet Pea STAR Minnie Daisy
Chance RIP
BRAT Mickey Mouse
*RIP* 11/22/07
Simon *R.I.P
BellaJinx *Over the
Gus Gus *RIP

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What is going on?

What just happened and why do I feel like crap?

September 3rd 2006 8:36 pm
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Yesterday is all fuzzy...I am still confoosed (I'm a cat people, I cannot spell), anyway, one minute I am eating these delicious treats off the floor and the next minute my mom is stuffing me, Chessie and Magic inside this container and she shut the lid on it. I was like "uh oh this cannot be good". Chessie and I rolled around inside the crate trying to create a diversion (it's a kitty cat conspiracy). We figured if we created this diversion soon we would escape this horrible contraption. Next thing we knew we heard mom scream something about squashing our brother, Magic and she opened the door (ah ha it worked!) but nope she just reached her hand in and pulled my little brother Magic out (hey no fair how come he gets to go?) I watched her and she stuck Magic into a different contraption and then we begin to levitate off the ground and sway this way and that...I felt sick. Then Daddy and Mommy put us in this big thing and we heard something start up and we began to move. Mom kept telling us it was okay but I didn't believe it. I thought "if I could bite you right now I would never let go" Finally, we get to this place and I see other kitties like me and I hear all these loud, creepy things called Dogs and I hid in the very back of that I didn't want out then I was scared to death (don't tell mom though because I wanted to be all macho and stuff) Anyway, I heard this really nice lady ask if mom could get me out of the very back of this contraption and I seen her coming. I didn't bite though. Mom dragged me out by the hair of my head (ouch!) and this lady that I thought was nice stuck something up my butt...I screamed out "hey lady EXIT ONLY!" but she didn't understand me for some much louder can I say it...geez these humans are dense! Then next thing I knew she stuck something really sharp in my side...I screamed again and said "look hear lady I have had enough of this" Finally, that lady tried to put me back into that contraption but I said "NO" I want my mommmmmmmaaaaaa...(so much for being macho) I had no pride left so I figured what the heck. I curled up in my mommas arms and hid my head in her arms, I just couldn't stand seeing anymore. I see them grab my little brother Magic and that's when I decided to make my escape. DIdn't work though mom took me and put me back in that contraption with Chessie. TOday me, Chessie, and Magic can barely move. I am soooooooooo sore I feel like I have been out in the plains chasing antelope for days...what happened??? Why do I feel like this? oh my poor aching legs...I just feel like crap (whatever that is) next time my mom comes toward me, I'm HISTORY!


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