Cleo


Siamese/Breed Unknown
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Age: 9 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 4 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Cleomeister, Hair Ball, Fluff Ball, Cotton Ball, Littlest One, Sweetie Pie

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-disabled -cat rescue

Birthday:
August 29th 2005

Coloration:
Champagne Mink

Likes:
Treats and and playing and playing

Pet-Peeves:
vacuum cleaner, anyone who messes with me when I'm eating a treat and I hate my tail touched.

Favorite Toy:
A mouse that bounces on a plastic pole and squeeks, a fuzzy mouse

Favorite Nap Spot:
Cat tree curled up with kitty mom

Favorite Food:
Kitten chow

Skills:
I make my mom smile (my people mom and my furry mom)

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
Me and my 4 siblings and mom started out as foster cats. My 4 siblings died leaving me and Momma. We found that mom had apparently been exposed to feline distemper while carrying the us. The mortality rate of kittens in that instance is very high. I survived but am a little handicapped. I have what they call cerebellar hypolasia, the base of my brain has been damaged. I wobble when I walk, sometimes falling down but Ipick myself up and keep going. My head shakes and when I concentrate real hard it shakes even more. I've been known to run into things and fall down but I keep going. I feel so lucky to have this new mom and dad to take care of me and momma. I do OK but will always have these handicaps but to us it doesn't matter as I'm loved and can get around.

Bio:
Lives in southern Oregon

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
I may have CH but I can do anything!

The Groups I'm In:
CH Kitties (Cerebellar Hypoplasia), Cutie kittys, Rescued Cat Lovers Association, Special Needs Cats, What a Cat Wants

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Address of police department that arrested Mr. Vegmites m

I've Been On Catster Since:
December 14th 2005 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
235474


Meet my family
Morris Jr.MissySmidgie (In
Loving Memory)
Daffy
Momma GatoCC at the
bridge
10/16/07
Trouble (In
Loving Memory)
Kaitlin
YogiSqueek

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My life


I can Jump!

October 21st 2007 3:30 pm
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I'm past 2 years old now and have came a long way. My hair is still long but not as fluffy as it was. Mom says I've "lost my fluff" but I'm still pretty and soft. I love to do what the other cats do even tho I do have a few limitations. I have been practicing jumping lately. I amazed mom (and myself) the other day when I went about 2.5' up onto the cat tree!!! Yeah for me :-) I may not be as graceful as my siblings but I do try hard. I've never known any difference so it's just the way I do things. I'm pleased I can jump now cause I can go even more places and do more things!

 

My Birthday

August 31st 2006 1:02 pm
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I had my first birthday on Tuesday. Mom got up and started saying Happy Birthday Cleo, and I'm thinking like what is she talking about??? She had to work that day but when she came home she started up again. The good thing that came out of it all was that I got treats twice that day and extra ones to! Maybe I should have those birthdays a little more often if I get more treats.

 

The Big Day!

March 24th 2006 8:49 pm
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Well I thought that Wednesday started out like any other day. Mom got up, did her thing then came through and told us all good morning. The night before she had brought in this funny looking box and put a blanket in it. I tried it out and it was pretty comfy. My fur Mom even got in there for a minute. So anyway, people Mom usually heads out to work at 6:15 AM but this morning she hung around till 8:00 AM, hmmmmm????????? What's the deal??? Next thing I knew, she scooped me up and put me in that darn box thingie and closed a little gate on it. It wasn't to bad as I'd checked it out already and fur Mom had left her smell in there. I didn't know what's going on but decide I was gonna be brave with it. Into this noisey machine we get and off we go. I didn't make a single "peep"! We're in there for about 5 minutes then we stop. Mom takes me out and into this building. There is a nice lady in there talking to Mom about me. Mom said "well call me at work when it's over and I will be here about 4:00 to pick her up" then she leaves me with this strange lady!!!!!!!! The strange lady takes me into a quiet room and leaves me all alone. A little later, she comes back and gets me. Puts the box thingie up on the table and takes me out. Next thing I know, I'm smelling something funny and that's it. Nothing...I started to wake up a couple of hours later I guess it was, I'm not really sure. Everything was fuzzy and I felt funny. I was back in my box thingie that smelled like Mom and fur Mom so it wasn't to bad. I spent all day in there, dozing in and out of sleep and sort of having a tummy ache. I didn't understand that at all cause I felt fine when Mom put me in the box?? It seemed like it'd been a very long time but next thing I knew the strange lady was picking up my box thingie and there was people Mom!!! Yeahhhhh, she didn't forget me. So Mom and the strange lady talk for a few minutes, mom puts me back into the noisey machine and next thing I knew I was home with all my familiar things and my fur mom. I was still really tired and sort of wobbly (well I wobble all the time but more this time). I was pretty tired and didn't do much, people Mom put me up on my favorite chair and I went to sleep. It was a really big day and I'm not sure why but it tired me out. My tummy still hurts some but it's getting better and I'm feeling like playing a little bit. I think I'd rather stay home next time. Time for another nap, Love Cleo

 
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