Favorite Food: Temptation treats!!! and Fancy Feast
Skills: She could purr like no other cat
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: I answered an ad in the paper and the lady said the kittens were 3 months old. Jasper was the only kitten that came to me and the others went to hide. Jasper was a lap cat. The problem was that she wouldn't lie still. She had to readjust her position every couple of minutes. We had a cat door and she would scream real loud when she wanted to go out the front door that had no cat door. So in an attempt to stop her screaming, I would jump up each time and let her outside. She would be back by my side in just a few minutes screaming again to be let out the front door. I think she enjoyed the game and I listened to Jasper scream at me many times for 16 years! Now that must be love! Her mother was siamese and her dad was a black tomcat. Jasper's tail was skinny like a siamese tail and her scream was all siamese. She was the most loving cat I have ever had and anytime you wanted to cuddle, Jasper was ready. We miss her hugs and kisses very much!
Bio: Jasper went into heat a couple of weeks after we got her, so I gather she was older than we were told. She exercised her high pitched scream while in heat. We got her spayed as soon as was possible. She lived to be 16 and was attacked by a raccoon. She was ripped to shreds. We rushed her to the vet and had her sent to Rainbow Bridge. Later I had to wash out the cat cage and there was blood everywhere. She gave us much joy. When she was 14 she had an operation to remove 6 cancerous tumors from her back. They looked like worts and they were irritated and bleeding. She lived 2 more years, but the tumors were growing again. Jasper was remarkably alert for an older cat. It was horrible to have to say goodbye to her in this way. I will always have a place in my heart for sweet Jasper. I only have indoor cats now, but it was hard because I always felt cats wanted to be outside with all the wonders that come with that experience. Born: April 10, 1987 Deceased: May5, 2003
You're going to love it here. You're completely healthy again. You can romp and play and chase butterflies all you want now.
I know your crossing was difficult on your family. It's pretty tough for those who loved us, so we're going to try and help them too. They're encouraged to post and talk about how they feel. There's lots of love here, and all the kitties, doggies, and families have gone through it, so there's lots of support. I'll be with you until you get your paws settled.
Let me share some of the wonderful things that you'll be able to experience here. One of the most important is that ANYTHING you wish for is yours for the taking. All you have to do is wish for it, and it will appear to you. Wish for toys, beds, things you’d like to eat, places you’d like to go…anything. Imagine too that you can eat as much as you want and never gain weight or throw up. This can be a good thing in case you overdo it at the Whipped Cream Parlor. Just choose your flavor -- anchovy is very good. There are restaurants for every taste and lots of entertainment, and let's not forget the Catnip Cocktails.
You can go to the many fun places. There's a Kitten Museum where they have interactive classes in kite making and puppet shows. We had a carnival with rides for the kits and adults, lots of yummy food, and fun things to see. There are hot air balloon rides, fields of catnip, fountains of milk and honey. We have Hammock Talk on Wednesday and Friday evenings. You’ll get a notice on how it works. We also have a place called Fur Love, a virtual website found in the Forums section of our main page, where you can meet other kitties who are looking for that special someone.
Are you getting the idea? It is truly a kitty heaven.
My mummy just threw my pills onto the floor and I couldn't eat it fast enough. The problem with that was no matter what kind of pill she accidently dropped onto the floor, I would race to eat it before she could pick it up. hee, hee, that was fun for me to watch mummy freak out. The other cats in our family would get their pills dropped into the back of their throats and mummy would hold their mouths shut and gently stroke under their chins to encourage swallowing. This is always a struggle for mummy. I think of pills as food and I love my food.
My catmummy was a sealpoint siamese. My catdaddy was a big black tom who met up with my mummy one day when she was out for a walk. I guess I take after my catdaddy since I weighed 19 lbs before I went to Rainbow Bridge. But my tail and my scream was all siamese. We had a catdoor on our backdoor and I used to scream to be let out of the front door and I would quickly run to the back and go into the house again through the catdoor and run to my mummy and scream at her to let me out the front door again. I sure miss those days. My mummy would let me out again and we would play this game about 4 times before my mummy would say "NO". Then I would pout and go have a nap.