Birthday: April 2nd 2001 Coloration: Black Likes: To be outside hunting, or smelling Daddy's work shoes...MOL! Pet-Peeves: Not being able to go outside when he wants to! Favorite Toy: The laser light, big feather on a stick, paper bag balls, & yarn. Favorite Nap Spot: Mom & Dad's bed or the back of the couch in the sun. Favorite Food: Hunting prey, then secondly Purina Chow. He's also fond of tuna, & tuna juice. Skills: He is an excellent hunter. He can jump very high. He enjoys "killing" any toy that moves. Dwells:
indoors and outdoors Arrival Story: Some neighbors came to us one day, and they had a black kitten with them. It seems that the kittens family had moved, and left their animals behind to fend for themselves. Our neighbors asked us if we could take the little tyke in, as they knew that we loved animals. We figured that our tom Ebonezer had fathered the litter anyway, so we took in the little waif. We named him E.J. (short for Ebonezer Jr.) He was about 4 or 5 weeks old at the time. We instantly fell in love with him. He learned to play "fetch" early on. If you would throw a wadded up paper bag rolled into a ball, he would attack it, and eventually bring it back to you for you to throw for him again. When he was big enough, we let him go outside with George, our older grey tabby. After Muffy died in September 2004, George became the matriarch of our fur family. E.J. followed George around everywhere. George even taught the kitten to hunt. Boy, does EJ love to hunt! EJ is friends with every cat in our family. We sure do love him! He has the shiniest, silkiest coat. Mom loves to stroke him from head to toe any chance that she gets. Bio: Since George crossed ofur the Rainbow Bridge in January 2007 (he and I were attacked by two Pit Bulls, and George died of his injuries) I have become the matriarch of our cat furmily. I have earned the respect of my younger siblings. Since I am the only feline allowed to go outside, my sibs long to hear about my hunting skills and accomplishments, so I tell them many stories about my escapades outdoors.
The love of my life is Ashley from the East Coast. She is a beautiful grey tabby whom I love dearly. I call her my little "Nature Girl." I wish that we could spend more time togefur! We spend as much time as we can togefur on Catster, so Catster is Number One in my book! Lives Remaining: 8 of 9 Forums Motto: Ashley is my little Nature Girl... The Groups I'm In: "Cobblestone Square", ♥Artistic Creations♥, ♫HERNANDO'S HIDEAWAY-OLE!♫ , FANCYPANTS CAFE, The 3 Amigos, Black Cats Rule!, Frends of Skeezix (FOS), I Knead You, Meezer Junction, Multiple Cat households!!!, Navin and Buds, Purrz fur Palz, Rowdy Naughty Bawdy Cats and Dogs, Royal Canin® Felines, Royal Cat Court, The Cat Lounge, Yang's Place: Don't Litter., ♥ Kewlest Catster Kitties ♥
Holiday greetings fur furiends! Two days ago, on Monday, I had to go back to the Vets again. I had already been there two weeks ago, so what is up with that? Meowmy and Daddy were very worried about me, so they took me to the Vet in November. They told her that I wasn't feeling furry well, and that I was losing weight. The Vet checked me fur tumors and abnormalities, and couldn't find any. She did notice a lot of tartar on my teeth, so Meowmy made an appointment to have my teeth cleaned in January.
The furst week of December, Meowmy noticed that I was losing weight even faster. She switched me to canned food, and I started eating it like I was starving. Meowmy figured that I must have a bad tooth or teeth, and that I couldn't eat furry much of my dry food because it hurt me to chew it. The soft food seemed to be working. I started putting back some of the weight I had lost. As soon as Meowmy discovered that I couldn't eat the dry food, she called the Vet and asked to move up my appointment for my tooth cleaning. She didn't want me to have to wait until January, I was still acting like I didn't feel well.
The Vet moved up my appointment to December 12th. The technician discovered that I did have a cracked tooth, but she didn't pull it because it was firmly rooted in the gums, and didn't hurt me when wiggled. The tartar was easily removed, and my pawrents were called to come pick me up. When they arrived to take me home, the Vet told them the reason I had been losing weight, not grooming myself, had diarhea, and wasn't feeling like my self...I had Diabetes. She had discovered it from the blood test she did that morning before they sedated me for my tooth cleaning. She said that my blood sugar should be below 140, and mine was ofur 600! MOL! The Vet prescribed Glipizide tablets twice per day, and special diet food for me to eat. If the pills work, then I won't have to have Insulin shots efurry day. If I do need to have the shots, Meowmy isn't worried...she gives herself an Insulin shot efurry day already, and if I have to have one, she won't mind giving it to me. My pawrents are real happy that we found out what was wrong with me before I lost any more weight. Meowmy asked the Vet to weigh me, and I had lost ofur six pounds! I lost ofur one third of my entire body weight. The hardest pawt about me having Diabetes is my pawrents can't leave my brofur and sisfur's food down for them to eat 24/7 like they always have. Meowmy feeds them seperately from me, and I can't eat their food anymore. Now we all have to wait fur Meowmy to feed us seperately, and none of us are liking that furry much! Oh well, it could be a lot worse...it is Christmas, and time to pawty...Meowy Catmas and Happy Mew Year efurryone! May God bless you all in the coming year.
Hello fur furiends! I hope that all of you had a wonderpurr Thanksgiving. At our house it was furry quiet. Meowmy and Dad left us home to guard the house and property while they went out of town to Meowmys brothers house fur the holiday. Daisy, Laura Belle, Blue II, and I enjoyed the quiet, peaceful house while our pawrents were away, but we took our "Guard Duty" seriously. We took turns watching out the windows fur intruders, and purrlaced a guard at the front door to alert the household if anyone should try to enter. Luckily, no one tried any funny business. The only purrson we allowed to enter our house was our pawrents niece Michele, and the only reason we granted her passage was that she was there to feed us. Michele added food to our food dishes, and freshened our water dishes. Then she scooped our litter boxes and made them smell fresh again. The outdoor feral colony was scared of Michele, but we were only to happy to see her. She is furry nice to indoor and outdoor kitties alike, but the feral cats were furry wary of her because they had nefur seen her before.
Our pawrents arrived home after we had guarded the house for two days, and boy oh boy, were they glad to see us! Meowmy and Dad purrlayed with us until furry late that night, and told us what a fancatstic job we had done with guarding the property and house. They said we were furry brave several times, and they rewarded us with a Thanksgiving meal of our own. Meowmy cut the tender ham into cat bite sized pieces, and fed them to us one at a time. Blue II and I ate our fill of it, and we were both furry thankful fur the tasty treat. Laura Belle and Daisy gave us their share, and we were DOUBLY thankful fur that. Blue II and I have a new favorite saying at our house..."Pass the ham purrlease!" We hope we get the same reward fur guarding the house next year if Meowmy and Dad go out of town...in fact, we are looking forward to it.
Hello fur furiends! Thank you fur reading my Diary. I have been so honored by Catsters Diary Gal in the last week, and my head is still spinning. Furst, I was chosen to be a Daily Diary Pick on Wednesday September 21st. Then, I was chosen again on Sunday September 25th! I was picked for this honor not once, but TWICE! MOL! Thank you Diary Gal! And, thank you Big Harry for two purrsonal photos about my DDP status...you are so talented! I was touched by Big Harry's generosity in making me photos fur my big accomplishments, and all of the Rosettes and Paw Mails and Concatulations that all of you sent. You are all so generous with your praise and love...I was furry touched...THANK YOU! It has definitely been a tremendous week around our house. Now that the threat of our house pawsibly catching fire from the trailer fire next door is ofur, and I have been awarded a place of honor amongst my fellow Catsters, it has been AWESOME! Happy Autumn efurrybody! The cooler tempurratures are a' comin'!
