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I"ve Been Tagged

May 24th 2007 5:31 am
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The Rules of the Tag Game.

Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write on their own diary about their seven facts and rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag, and list their names. Do not forget to leave them a comment and that they have been tagged, and read your diary!

My Seven facts!

1. I started out life as a feral who would fight tooth and claw for my life

2. I turned into a really wonderful kitty who loved his mommy and was loved by his mommy

3. I loved to sleep on my back

4. The top of the big cat tree was "my spot." I was almost always up there!

5. I used to make Wiggy poop in inappropriate places until I learned I should respect my elders

6. I always got to bed first so I could get some snuggle time before Tweak took over for the night

7. I never fully got over my trust issues, my kitty mommy really drilled into me how people could be nasty to cats.

Cats tagged are:--

Kohl (my catster twin)
Sasha Ama


Spike is gone

November 18th 2006 11:35 pm
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Hi to all Spike's Catster friends
I want to let you know that Spike died 11/18 in the morning. He had cardiomyopathy. I took him to the vet the day before thinking he had upper resp and that's what the vet thought then as well. She gave me some antibiotics and told me to try to stimulate his appetite with baby food. Well, I got a pill down him and then I wound up with food poisoning and spent the bulk of the night either puking or feeling like I was going to. Spike declined pretty rapidly and made that yowling sound that I have only heard once before and I knew that meant death was imminent. We went back to the vet Saturday morning where they took a chest x-ray. I held him while we waited for the film to develop and he made that sound again and started squirming, so I helped him get back into his carrier. About 30 seconds later he was gone. I never in my life thought I would want to hold and hug a dead animal but I didn't want to let him go. Trust me, I'm still being dragged kicking and screaming into the realization that he's never going to nudge me for pets or brushing again. I miss my little dude so much. I hope he was happy here and that he felt safe and loved!!! He had such a rough start to life and truly deserved a wonderful life. I hope he's happy in kitty heaven and being shown the ropes by his friends that got there before him. I hope he never has those fears that his feral instinct wouldn't let go. He was just a great cat and I love him so much!!!

Spike's mom


complaining again

October 4th 2006 8:09 am
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Alright. I have not written in my diary for some time and now I am writing to complain. Mom took me to the vet for my "check up." What's to check up? I'm handsome, have a great big, fluffy tail! I didn't like it last year and I didn't like it this year and I know I won't like it next year. I don't get why she keeps taking me. I tell her in no uncertain terms that I do not wish to go. We saw a different man this time. He poked and prodded and gave me *gasp* a shot!!!! I sure wish I knew what was in those syringes before they get stabbed into my flesh! Then, mom asked if he would trim my nails. Oh yes, he said. Rats!!!! I was so mad at my mom when I got home, I didn't talk to her for hours. She knew I was mad too. I left the room whenever she came in, scooting by her really fast. Then, she took out a comb. I LOVE to be brushed and combed. I tried my best to resist the temptation, but the lure of being combed was too strong. I gave in and let her comb me. Of course, I kept almost out of reach so it would be really a stretch for her, but I figured she should work hard to make up to me for the morning's horror. After about 10 minutes, I totally melted and hopped in her lap so I could get a nice, proper combing. I am such a pushover!



July 8th 2006 7:24 pm
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Mom has been the bringer of stress as of late. First she cuts my nails. I really hate that. Then she left her cell phone at home and people were trying to get a hold of her for whatever reason and they couldn't 'cause she wasn't home but her cell phone was. Me, Tweak and Wiggy had to listen to both phones ringing, which was really irritating! Then grandpa came over to see if mom was OK, but she still wasn't home. Then mom came home and all was good, until Auntie Judi came over and the 2 of them cut some mats out of my fur. I really hate that too! So, I was stressed from nail and fur clipping, Auntie Judi, Grandma and Grandpa were stressed because they didn't know where mom was, Me, Tweak and Wiggy were stressed 'cause the phones were ringing all afternoon. And who was the cause of all this stress? MOM! And what was she up to all day? Shopping!!!!!


grumble grumble @%$&!!! grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

July 7th 2006 5:47 am
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I was having a purrfectly lovely evening last night. The weather was great, the windows were open, I played in our new kitty tent, chased Tweak, got some pets. Then my mother *said with clenched teeth* decided to clip my nails. Oooooh how I hate that!!!!!! First, I'm not that crazy about being held, it makes me nervous because I know something awful is about to happen. Then you just never know when a two legger may decide to cut nails too short. Mom has not done that to me yet, but I know it's just a matter of time! Plus it just plain stinks and I just plain don't like it! No nail clippng for me, nuh uh!

After the torture, mom gave us some catnip and put some fresh catnip in MY magic carpet! LOVE IT! I just wanted to become one with my magic carpet to get all those yummy catnip smells all over me! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Mom even put some in our kitty tent! You know what though, I still didn't snuggle with her at all in bed just coz I was still mad! I bet she was really sorry about cutting my nails then!


My Tail of Devotion for Spike

June 27th 2006 12:48 pm
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Spike, Spike, Spike. You are an amazing guy. You have come so far from the feral little fuzzball you were as a kitten. I'm so proud of you for working so hard to trust and for fighting those instincts to run harder each day. I'll always remember the first time I saw you at the shelter and there were all these gloves, poles, back scratchers and warning signs about the evil that lurked behind the cage door. I had to stifle a giggle when I looked inside and saw this adorably little fuzzy kitten. Then you charged the door, all snarly and hissing. I'll also always remember the morning I came into the shelter and your paw was stuck in the cage door. I felt so horrible that you got injured in a place that was supposed to protect you. Your poor little leg was so swollen! I'm forever grateful to Chris for asking me to foster you while you recouped from your injury because it made me fall completely in love with you. I only wish I could completely erase that instinct that says people are scary. You have come so far and continue to grow and get braver every day. You have taught me the rewards of patience. I hope you are as happy being part of my kitty family as I am to have you in it.

This is a special Tail of Devotion

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new things

May 1st 2006 7:35 am
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Mom got us a new sofa! It's pretty nice, but I still like the old one too. Right now we have both sofas, so it's really fun to see how far you can get without walking on the floor. You can almost get from the kitchen to the back bedroom cat tree! That's pretty cool! Mom found a bunch of toys too, when she moved the old sofa into it's new spot. Hey, ever notice how much more fun a sofa is when it's in a new place? It's way cooler than when it's in the old place. Maybe I can mom to move all the furniture around all the time. That would be excellent! And she would also keep finding toys! Mom says she wants to get rid of the old sofa. I don't know why! She's goofy sometimes.


I live with bad kitties

April 18th 2006 8:53 am
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oooh, Mom got really mad at Tweak and kinda mad at Wiggy yesterday. Tweak sneaked out of the condo when mom came home and mom didn't know. She spent a lot of time looking for Tweak. Finally she opened the door and there was that bad cat dancing around in the hall. Then Wiggy ran out and they both ran upstairs. I guess Tweak wanted to tell her two legged boyfriend that she now has a four legged boyfriend on Catster. *rolls eyes*
I don't know what Wiggy wanted to do up there. Tweak got really pissy when she had to come home. Wiggy ran all the way downstairs and tried to steal some flowers from a table there.

Me? I just stayed on the bed, sleeping on the pillows. I know how to stay out of trouble! *big, Chesire type grin*


a change in the force of the universe

April 9th 2006 8:20 pm
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Oh me and Wiggy had some fun with Tweak this morning!
Tweak is the "queen" cat. Well, she thinks so, anyway. We just think she's a girl cat. Anyway. Tweak always sleeps up by mom's head. I try to get snuggle time with mom right when she goes to bed, so I zoom up by her head before Tweak gets there. I go sleep by mom's feet when I've had enough pets and hugs. Wiggy usually sleeps on mom's hip. He likes constant contact with our mom.
This morning, Tweak got off the bed to get some early morning grub, so Wiggy hopped on the bed and took Tweak's place. He was purring because he was by mom's head, and the place on the bed was warm from Tweak being there. He looked so comfy, I got up from my spot at the foot, and snuggled up by my brother.
Tweak was one unhappy kitty when she came back from the kitchen.
I just said, you snooze you lose. Tweak said she wasn't snoozing.




March 3rd 2006 5:37 am
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It's been previously mentioned that I like to get my kitty squishing in when mom first goes to bed. I like about 10 minutes of loving and then I go sleep at the other end of the bed. Well, Miss Tweak the Queen thinks she's so clever by getting into bed first so I can't get into my squishing spot by mom's head.
Well, last night, Tweak was there first (and she sleeps there all night, so you think she could spare those couple of minutes for me, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO), and she was all happy and drooly. Mom was massaging the back of Her Highness' back neck and shoulders. So, I jump on the bed, really close to her. She HATES that. So, as I soon as I got up there, Tweak got all mad and said some nasty words to me, then, this is the funny part, she's so pissed off, that she starts to bite mom! I feel bad for mom, getting bit and all, but it was funny to see Tweak so bent out of shape that she didn't know who she was going after! And mom got mad at her for the biting (mom has to remind Tweak not to bite, especially the company). So Tweak ran off the bed and I got squishing, and a kiss and brushing! I stayed there for an extra long time because I could see Tweak seething in the doorway. I think there was steam coming out of her ears!

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