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Age: 15 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 13 lbs.

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Precious Kitten, Precious Girl, Precious-Precious

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

February 14th 2001


Being petted. Getting attention from Mommy.

When Mommy doesn't give me any attention!

Favorite Toy:
Catnip Mat and Catnip Ball

Favorite Nap Spot:
On Mommy's bed.

Favorite Food:
Seafood Temptations

Comes when you call, she knows her name, and sometimes she'll sit when you ask her to.


Arrival Story:
Mommy just came home from Girlscout Camp and they had to pick up a scratching post for her other cat. The pet store was having a cat/dog adoption day and mommy went crazy. Grandmomma said that Mommy could either have a kitten. Of course, she chose to get a kitten. She was looking for a lap pet, so she kept putting kittens in her lap. I stayed cause I was afraid of all the dogs around me. They chose me. I hid a while after they got me, but now I want to spend all my time with Mommy. I'm a Mommy's pet. Literally. Heehee!

Black with a white patch her neck and on her chest. VERRRY CUTE!

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Miss Squeaky

The Groups I'm In:
**Girls just wanna have fun**, A Friendly Feline Hide-away, Charity Kitties, Funny Zone, The Mommy Hoggers, ~**The Kool Kitty Lounge**~

The Last Forum I Posted In:
URGENT! Cat abuse video on

I've Been On Catster Since:
March 16th 2006 More than 10 years!

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Life's Song

Life is a Song

March 17th 2006 4:04 pm
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Life is a song. It has many different melodies and tunes that keep it interesting. Many parts that make it whole. It can be sung beautifully or horribly out of tune. In my diary, I will be writing about my life's song and how beautifully it is sung. I'm sorry if I act a bit poetic. It's a newly discovered talent.

Today Mommy left really early in the morning, so I had the day to myself, which isn't all good. I ate and slept all day.

When Mommy came home, I welcomed her with squeaks and purrs. I think she likes it when I do that. She smiles and laughs.

As my Mommy writes this for me, I walk in front of the computer screen. She looks over my head. The big meanie. I tried to give her a kiss and she just moved away. That's better. A big smoocher. She picked me up and I ran away. Uncomfortable position. Decided to give her nose a sniff. It must've tickled cause she itched it afterwards.

Now I'm begging Mommy for a pet and telling her to finish writing the diary entry later or another day. I think she's understanding now.

Well, I will try to write tomorrow, but sometimes things come up on Mommy's schedule and she can't. She still promises to try, though.


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