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Photo Comments "Don't bother me, I am concentrating!"
| Home:Saratoga County, NY | [I have a diary!] | Age: 13 Years Sex: Female Weight: 11 lbs.
 Photo Comments "Beautiful spring day on the porch"
 Photo Comments "I was caught trying to curl up in the boys bookbag"
 Photo Comments "All I got for Christmas was paper!"
 Photo Comments "Can't you see I am trying to hide here?"
 Photo Comments "I got busted! Can't a girl have any fun?"
 Photo Comments "Guess I won't play with the ornament now!"
 Photo Comments "What? I am protecting the box."
 Photo Comments "Yeah, so what if I am in the basket? What are you going to do about it?"
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Nicknames: Pebs, Pebbie

Kitty Complexion:
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Sun Sign:  Quick Bio:
 Birthday: February 1st 2000
 Coloration: Black and White

Likes: terrorizing mice

Pet-Peeves: being outside when it is cold

Favorite Toy: furry mouse or a piece of paper

Favorite Nap Spot: empty box in the closet, it has been in the closet since I moved in.

Favorite Food: cheese, not real fond of cat treats. Is there something wrong?

Skills: I am a great hunter... mice, birds, chipmonks, frogs just to name a few.

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story: I was at the vets office... Someone had dropped me off there and they took me in, fed me, had me spayed. One day a human lady came in with a feline and a canine for their yearly check-ups. When she went to the counter to check out, I strolled over to her across the counter and starting rubbing my head on her arm and purring. She thought I was so cute. I didn't go home with her that day, bummer. But she did come back a couple days later and took me home. I was about 6 months old at that time. My how time has flown.

Bio: I have used 2 of my lives already. Gave my human quite the scare both times. One of the times I was stranded about 60 feet up in a tree for 3 days in freezing weather before they could get me down. I don't go outside now when it is cold. The other time I got cut by something while I was out hunting and almost lost my eye. Spent a couple days at the vets office for that one... Had to have surgery, stitches and one of those dreadful cones on my head. The indignities of it all. I couldn't take a bath!

Lives Remaining: 7 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
| December 17th 2005 |
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More than 7 years! |

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id: 236536

for 2728 days

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May 27th 2007 5:35 am
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I can't believe it has been so long since mom has let me have the computer! Life is good right now, the snow is finally gone and the birds, squirrels and chipmunks are out in full force :o) Whoa is me though. I have the 2 dogs to contend with when I go out. That Minni loves to try and catch me off guard and chase me. Little does she know that I am smarter than her. I know her every move, and it doesn't hurt that mom is on the lookout too. I love going up on the roof and leaning over the edge meowing at the dogs. Boots really could careless most days, but it drives Minni nuts. HA! Isn't that my job? To drive the dogs nutty. I am pretty sure it is in the handbook for trouble making felines, maybe on page 1, rule #1. Well I am off to follow rule #1 and #2 (chasing the birds), and then there is rule #3 (tormenting the chipmunks).
July 4th 2006 4:05 am
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Mom was sitting out on the screened in porch this a.m. watching the beautiful morning. I was sitting, looking out the window then decided I wanted to go out. So mom let me out, I'm free... (not really, mom lets me out all the time). Mom goes back to sitting and sees a chipmunk gathering sunflower seeds... She then has the nerve to tell the chipmunk that the "evil" white one has just went out and be on the lookout.
Very stealthily I go down the porch steps and into the flower bed, whala, but what do I spy, a cute, furry chipmunk... Guess this one didn't hear mom's warning. So what does this chipmunk do? I reckon he knew that mom was still on the porch because he started yelling in that high squeaky voice they have. Dang it. Then it darted behind a piece of wood in the flower bed, I think that piece of wood was left there so they would have a place to hide from me!
Mom got up, walked out off the porch and saw me peering behind the wood... The chipmunk darted out from behind the wood, along the flower bed and when I zipped around to play with the chipmunk, she snagged me. Then I look to see my morning play toy darting across the yard. Drats! Mom gave me a verbal scolding about not messing with the chipmunks; blah, blah, blah, blah is what I heard. Now I am back on the porch. I hate being foiled!
July 3rd 2006 8:24 am
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Now with the exception of a thunderstorm, I enjoy spending my days and nights out in the yard. Chasing butterflies, bugs, birds and even chipmunks are quite the way to pass the day. Mom yells at me for chasing the birds and chipmunks, but they are just too much fun. When the sun is shining in the morning, I like laying in the damp grass soaking it in, but then it is just too hot in the afternoon, so I lay under the bushes in the shade instead.... Such the life.
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