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Home:Indianapolis, IN  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 4 lbs.

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Sweetie, Scaredy Cat, Long Whiskers Princess, Ghost Cat

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

May 1st 2004

Tortie-Lynx Point

to be held

loud noises, hyper doggies

Favorite Toy:

Favorite Nap Spot:
on the bathtub's ledge

Favorite Food:
cat food

just here to look pretty!


Arrival Story:
Peyton needed a companion, but I thought 3 cats were enough. However, at the shelter where we got Enkil and Dru, I saw the cutest kitten. I held her a bit and was ready to return her knowing looks weren't everything. However, she didn't want to go back. She clung her little arms around my neck, begging me not to let her go. I held her longer then notices I could hold her like a baby. she purred and looked at me dead on. Then she did the cutness factor: she pawed at my necklace trying to say "I cuddle, I'm cute, take me home woman!". I was a sucker! I couldn't let her go. She got adopted.

Mikayla brought Peyton into the fold. Mikayla and Peyton are like Mommy and daughter. (Peyton being the mom) Mikayla is a 'fraidy cat. She hates loud noises and a lot of commotion. But she loves people as long as they're quiet. When I'm alone she goes under my feet and this is the only time I hear her meow. She moews incessantly for me to pick her up. I hold her like a baby. Then she purrs like I gave her a million bucks. If you're petting her just right she'll start grinding her teeth. It's really funny. She loves to lay with me in bed, providing the dogs are only laying too. Once they get active she disappears. Noise isn't her thing. When I have visitors all animals are greating. Well, the dogs great and the cats come to see if they can get petted. Everyone but Mikayla. No one believes she exsists, because she dissappears with all the commotion. She comes out when they leave. I can only show visitors photos of her. It's very rare for her to come out unless they're gone. If she does it's not to be seen. She runs away if you want to "show her off". It's a bit sad, but so Mikayla.

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May 1, 2004


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January 12th 2006 More than 11 years!

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Mikayla: The Long Whiskers Princess


January 12th 2008 10:42 pm
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Hello everyone,

It seems I had cancer. I was really bad off. My lungs shrank and my liver enlarged. It was time to go. I was euthinized today. Mommy, Daddy and Grandma were with me. I was petted until the end.

(I miss you Mikayla! Mikayla was a loving cat who loved pettings. She was shy and quiet but when all were she would cuddle with you. She had very long whiskars and grinned her teeth when she was getting the pettings she loved. Her favorite place to lounge was the windowsill by the bath tub or the tub itself. She had amazingly beautiful blue eyes. I hope you find Enkil. May you find happiness over the Rainbow Bridge.)

Whiskar kisses to all my kitty friends on Catster!

January 1, 2004-January 13, 2008



Please pray for me

January 12th 2008 9:14 pm
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Hello everyone,

Yesterday I was fine. At least, I felt fine. Yet today it seems I'm very sick. I had heavy breathing all day and then diareaha. So Dad took me to the emergency 24 hour hospital. Mom stayed home as she has the flu.

After some x-rays they found out I have fluid in my lungs and my lungs have shrunk down to size of quarters. It doesn't look good.

Pray I either go to heaven and meet Enkil soon or that I make a quick recovery and live many more years with my family.

Mom is leaving now to see me and talk with the vets now that she knows it's more serious. Let's hope all goes well.

Long whisker kisses,



What about me?

July 27th 2007 11:50 am
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Okay now, I know things get busy when a couple get married. Take my owners for example. They’ve been running around like their heads were cut off at times. However, that doesn’t excuse forgetting me.

I’m getting ahead of myself.

My parents got married July 7th. They had some friends stay with us at home during the whole thing. I shared the bed with Mari, the Maid of Honor during her stay. Well, when she left and my parents left they closed all the doors upstairs so us cats wouldn’t wreck anything.

Mom asked Mari to double check her room for any cats before closing the door. Well, I’m a good hider. I love to be upstairs and am constantly found hiding under beds, laying on tubs or in the closets.

Well, they left. And our neighbor cam over to feed us and give us water. Well, he was told that I was a scaredy cat and usually hid from strangers. So he didn’t think of anything when he didn’t see me. And he never called my name so I never meowed for him to find me. I only meow when being called.

I was locked in that spare room for 10 days! No water, no food, no litter box!

Mom came to my rescue. She was home and did a head count and didn’t see me. She called my name and I meowed. I was a proper lady and didn’t meow unless she called my name. She found me withered away to nothing.

I got fed right away. The whole room is a mess. I tore up the whole carpet trying to free myself. And I used the bed as a litter box. The bed covers, mattress and boxspring are ruined. But luckily my parents don’t blame me.

I now follow my family everywhere, I don’t like being alone. Also, I haven’t stepped one paw back into that room.

I’m just glad my family is back and I’m safe and sound. I’m slowly trying to gain my weight back.

I keep thinking that it should have been fat Drusilla locked up there. She could have stood to loose the weight. Not me, I was so skinny to begin with. But I’m trying to make up for it now.

Glad to be alive!

Whisker kisses,


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