Baby ~ Forever in our Hearts

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Home:Ruidoso, NM  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 5 lbs.

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Babalina , Baba

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-extra toe(s) -cat rescue

August 4th 2000


milk out of a baby bottle

does not like strangers and male cats

Favorite Toy:
a furry toy mouse

Favorite Nap Spot:
on any chair

Favorite Food:
tuna and milk

she could hold a baby bottle up to her mouth

indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
We got Baby when she was only a week old or so . A friend found her down by a dumpster and knew we wanted a cat , so she gave her to us . For several weeks she was fed from a eye-drooper like bottle(She didn't the the kind of bottle with the rubber ends on it) until our dog , Star, chewed it up. After that we fed her goats milk in a dish. Every single time she ate we'd have to almost give her bath. She was a VERY messy kitten. She'd have milk splattered all over her chin,chest, and paws. And we have to admitt Baby was a ugly kitten with white fur mixed in with her black downy fur. She was never really a short-hair nor a long-hair, just in between. When she got to be older (around a year) her ugly white hairs became a midnight black. She was soo black , at times the only thing you'd see when you called her in for the night was her flashlight eye comeing at you in the darkness. You couldn't make out a shape until she hopped inside. And up until the day she died, she still knew how to drink out of a bottle...........................

Baby was our first cat, she was the one who started our cat family. After we had her for two years we deiced that we should keep some of her kittens. At first we planned to keep a kitten or two from her first litter. But some people wanted ALL four of them. The next litter (Tommy and Stuby) would be perfect.....although several months later we found out that Stuby was boy not a girl!!! Baby was such a good mother despite not having a mother herself except us. Before we got her spayed (after a third litter) she was the neighborhood "kick doggy butt" patrol. Any dog who dared to chase her got it. She wouldn't run, she wouldn't hide, she just stood her ground. She would hiss and claw (She had extra claws and she knew how to use 'em we always said) and with one swipe of her paw, the dog was history. No dog messed with Baby and no cat either. Once a little lopso-oppso (Charlie) came over for a visit. He started chasing Tommy and Stuby. She was on Charlie in a blink of an eye. Charlie still came around once in awhile, but when he saw Baby..........good bye!! She wasn't too popular with Thomas (neighbor's big tom cat) either. When she found him lurking around her territory, she'd race over to him , slide underneath him, and claw the you-know-what out of his belly. After we got her spayed , she became quiet, lazier, and kept to herself more often. Few months ago , Baby started getting skinny and stopped eating for awhile. As her health declined we knew something was up. At first we thought it was just worms. Now it could be the poisoned cat food that we feed her and the rest of cats. Or both as we think is most likely. Some days she did really good, and we dismissed the idea of taking her to the vet. The day before she passed , we let her outside. She was happy and seemed excited about going out. That night we came home there she lay at our doorstep. She appeared dizzy and acted like she couldn't see. We deiced on taking her to the vet first thing in the morning. We put her out in the boiler room (it's warm in there all the time) in her little pink bed. In the morning we went to check on her..............she died sometime before or after midnight. We made an imprint of her paw in some plaster along with the rest of the kitties. We'll miss you, Baby. August 4th, 2000~ March 3oth, 2007

Forums Motto:
I was born w/ a silver spoon in my mouth

The Groups I'm In:
Administrators of Catster & Dogster Groups, Black Beauties, Circle of Paws, Me and My Extra Toes!, Pound Pets ~Strays & Adoptables

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Ladies- Show Your Support for the Men in Pink!

My full name::
Baby Lee

I've Been On Catster Since:
March 2nd 2006 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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The Tales of the Tailess Cat

Miss You Baby

March 30th 2007 10:22 am
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Thank you very much to all the kitties on Catster that ever met Baby and prayed for her during her illness.
We are pretty for sure it was the terrible worms. She had never been a really healthy cat since she had no mother. But she did put up a good fight.
She had been sick for more than three months. We DID give her worm pills , but she always threw them up because they hurt her stomach.
Even if she could take them , they could of killed her. (If a cat has lots of worms, the pill kills them too fast. Causing blockage.)
We are very sad to lose her this way, but she will suffer no more.


Needing Prayers & Purrs!

March 27th 2007 6:44 pm
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Some months ago Baby's health started to decline. At first we thought it was worms. So we gave her medicine. Weeks went by and still Baby was just as skinny as she was three months ago. At one point she was soo sick that she didn't eat nor get up from her bed. Soon we noticed that the other cats (especially Tommy and Mindy) started getting skinny. (So we are giving them all parasite herbal medicine just to be safe) Last week we heard about the deadly rat poison in cat and dog food. And guess what? The wet food we mixed in with their dry food was one of the pet foods that had been poisoned (Special Kitty)!!!We are not quiet sure weather or not Baby suffers from kidney failure or worms. But it could be both. She has a hard time breathing and sleeps all day. We are going to see if she starts to feel better before we take her to the vet. She is showing signs of wellness......I guess. She meowed for the first time in ages and meows every time we put food down for her. Baby seems to have a hard time walking too.

Please pray for Baby...thanks!


My Adventures as a Kitten

November 19th 2006 11:00 am
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I've been meaning to write again for some time about more of my kitty life.
Recently I turned six years old. Wow! I seem old to the humans , but really I still very young. Even when we get old (say ten years) we're still young at heart.


Now that I've turned six , it set me thinking about my kitten hood.
I didn't have mother so the humans raised me. You know not having a mother cat to teach about cat stuff it hard. Of course most things come to you as you get older , but ya still need a mother cat. What didn't come naturally , the humans taught me.
Surprisingly I grew up to be a mother cat.
When I was still a few weeks old , I was living with a neighbor. You see my humans couldn't keep me at there house. Everyday the girls could come over and take me home, then bring me back at night. But I wouldn't stay.
I'd follow them home right home, and then one day they got tired of bringing me back to the neighbor's house. So I stayed.
At one time , my humans had the most troublesome and mischievous dog.........Rudy!
He never stopped bugging me. Every chance he got (he had no teeth left so he couldn't do much harm) he mauled me with his gums. Me , being so tiny, couldn't fight back. He'd do it so quietly and I wouldn't meow , that the humans wouldn't even know it until I was soaking wet!
When I got older ,Rudy wouldn't dare mess with me. You know the saying"I'll box your ears" well you could say I did just that. Me having extra claws and all helped a lot. When I was younger I would sit up on my hind legs and actually box with my paws.

Our neighbors had a big tom cat named Thomas. At that time he was fairly old and he still lives today. He'd like to come over here , when he did...........
oh boy did I ever claw him up. I ran over to him, slide underneath him and scratch his stomach and his face. He didn't bother me after that.


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