Age: 9 Years Sex: Female Weight: 8 lbs.
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Hope Patricia, Sweet Hope
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May 1st 2004
Being pet for as long as possible by Mom
Nick's nose in a place it does not belong and being stalked & chased by him too
rattling toy mice
Favorite Nap Spot:
on the sofa
her voice can brighten your day and make you smile
I trapped Hope at the end of August 2004 along with her brother and sister Mike and Gracie. Their mother Snowball is a feral cat who needed to be spayed, Hope is pure white just like her birth mom; and so I trapped Snowball too and made sure all the kittens were found and had homes. I had actually had a great home for Hope, the family was amazing, but the other cat did not like her and just kept beating on Hope until she would not stop hiding, so she was given back to me. That was over 9 months ago and it looks like she has a forever home here too. She is so sweet,gentle, and talkative; love laps and has really done well from being semi-feral. She has a very pretty face, that just warms your heart.
I was the second of the "Triplets", as Mom refers to me and my brother and sister, trapped from the big bad out doors. We were living under a shed with three dogs trying to kill us and then there was a very horrible man trying to shoot bebes at us too. It was and is NO place for us out there. The trap was scary, but getting in it was the best decision I ever made. I stayed with Mommy for a while until I became the loving sweet girl I am and then I left to be adopted (the other cat hated me)....and now I am back for good. The past is the past..we learn and move forward. I am becoming wise beyond my years.....shhh do not tell Gloria, she does not like me or any of us younger ones as it is. So, now I spend my days with my BIG family. Mainly with Gracie, Samantha and Nick who drives me nuts, but I try not to give him the time of day....I just tease him. I may be white and look innocent, but you never can tell.
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Lil' bit of Hope
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White Star Whitester Day 2008
My Catster Crush:
I fell and cutesie rolled the first time I saw him. His cute face and orange and white fur. I am crazy about Stinker!
I've Been On Catster Since:
|October 15th 2005
||More than 8 years!
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June 4th 2006 10:45 am
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It's hard sometimes with so many kids in the house. Its hard for me and its hard for Mom sometimes too. Mainly in just making sure we all get enough attention, she always worries and thinks we feel she isnt loving us enough. People come and visit and are shocked at our little cat haven with all our toys, trees, and the way we socialize.
Mommy knows we love her, but she does not know that we worry too. I know I worry when mommy is sick again and has to rest more than she wants too. Mommy is always at doctors, and she tries to do what they say, but it is not as easy as they think. Her doctors and even my doctor tell her that she feeds us kids better than she feeds herself.....so when she gets really, really bad she has to go into the hospital and she is away from us and we don't know anything. That is the worst. Grandma, Grandpa and Aunt Amy come to take care of us, but they are not Mommy. Sometimes mommy cries because she is scared about leaving us suddenly, and we would not understand why. She is scared about what would happen to us.....I don't understand what any of the means, but it worries me to see her cry, so I just do my best to arch my back up on her and talk in my cute voice that she loves. She says it makes her smile. I think my being named Hope was given for a purpose not just a pretty name; and if it helps anyone, especially my mommy, then I love it.
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