Nicknames: Arn, Arnie, Arnie-Barnie, The Cat-Boy, The Boy, Sweetie Boy, ARNOLD P!!! Kitty Complexion:
Activeness
sleepy
very active
Intelligence
silly
genius
Curiosity
not curious
very curious
Friendliness
timid
affectionate
Vocal
not vocal
very vocal
Badges:
Birthday: March 30th 1996 Coloration: Blue Tabby Likes: His Mom and FOOD Pet-Peeves: Car rides and vet visits Favorite Toy: The one legged vet, a catnip toy that he mutilated. And the vet's amputated leg! Favorite Nap Spot: Wherever he flops. Favorite Food: Canned food, and CHIKIN! Skills: He can smell catnip from a mile away, and seek out it's source. Dwells:
indoors Arrival Story: I was looking for a successor for my first kitty, who died at age 23.5. I was looking at humane society kitties, but missed out on a few I liked. Then I went to a humane society foster home and saw Arnold. He was the first of his litter to leave his bio-Mom. EXACTLY the same way I found my first kitty 24 years earlier. Bio: Arnold has lived in Florida and Georgia, and travelled to far-flung places like Oklahoma, Minnesota and Tennessee. He moves really well, tho he hates the car. But he's OK as long as he has his Mommy! He goes to Church to be blessed with Holy Water every year on the feast of St. Francis of Assisi. He sits on my shoulder while they sprinkle him, and doesn't cry or try to get down! He loves going in his boat, but NOT in the water. And he is very proud of having been named in honor of a famous golfer (Arnold Palmer). He stands on the FLOOR, not the seat, in order to get a drink from the toilet. He's a BIG boy.
We are taking one day at a time with Arnold now. He was so desperately ill in January that he came to within an hour of being helped to the Bridge. But he rallied and got better. He lived with frailty, and diabetes and tumors. He was far from his old self. But he was happy and fought to live. A year after he was originally scheduled to go to the Bridge, he made it very clear that the time had come. He was assisted to the Bridge on January 26, 2011, and he left a huge hole in my heart. He was so strong and brave! I love you, Sweetie-Boy! Forums Motto: Sweetie-boy The Groups I'm In: Brusselball, CASA, Catster Marketplace, Dreamy Mancats, I Knead You, I love Cookie!, Navin and Buds, Olde Furts, Pawsome Pages, Poopology, Samoa's Detective Agency, The (Endless) Summer of Scooter, Voki Madness! The Last Forum I Posted In: Plus Opinion on Changes...
MY AWARDS: DAILY DIARY PICK 8-2-2007, 4-9-2008, 7-23-2008, 7-28-2008, 9-21-2008, 10-13-2008, 11-5-2008, 1-15-2009, 10-5-2009, 10-28-2009, 1-27-10, 2-15-10, 2-27-10, 7-5-2010, 8-26-2010, 9-25-2010, 10-3-2010, 11-11-2010, 11-23-2010, 12-13-2010, 12-19-2010, and 2-2-2011!!! DIARY OF THE DAY (with his picture on the front page!) on 9-9-08!
MY DUDE PALS: Vincent was and is my first dude pal. I introduced him to his girl, Tigress. Moose is the funniest and sweetest guy I know. Simon just crossed to the Bridge, but will always be my bud no matter what. Rascal is always looking out for me, and is a great pal. Tooney has left for the Bridge, but he is a thoughtful and great friend. Handsome, too!
MY GAL PALS: Sissy is a kind and precious Furt friend who loves her window sill almost as much as I love her. Elsa is a baroness of beauty and a princess of pulchritude. Annie is a dear Olde Furt who has health issues and my heart. And I love her brothers, too! Scooter is a sweetheart and a special friend. Her leaving for the Bridge broke my heart. Elmo went to the Bridge at 23 years old. She was beautiful and thoughtful and kind.
MY SPECIAL PAL: Calvin is my special pal and a constant source of laughter. I miss him terribly, but love him forever.
As many of you know, I have been having a hard time learning to fly. I have made so many crash landings that I was assigned a guard so I wouldn't get hurt.
But it wasn't entirely my fault, because I have been VERY busy watching out for my Mom. She has been so sad and she even felt guilty for a while. (That was dumb! No Mom could ever have taken better care of their furkid than she did of me.)
But I also have been trying HARD to help find my successor for Mom. She needs a kitty to make her happy. So I have been looking ALL over Texas for kittens. I've looked at shelters and pet stores and a sanctuary. But there weren't any PERFECT kitties for Mom.
Two weeks ago, she was at the local shelter and a little girl kitty claimed her lap. She was not interested in a girl kitty, but this girl was very sweet and had a really strong purrer. But Mom said no, she wanted orange boys.
So Mom came back the next Saturday and that same kitty claimed her lap again. There were also some orange boys, but they weren't ready to be adopted yet. Last Wednesday, Mom left work early to race to the shelter and get that girl kitty and one of the orange boys.
But the shelter worker, a lady named Susan, said: "We just got a litter of orange boys in!". Those orange boys were all still in a cage with their bio-Mom. Mom looked at all four of them, and they were identical! But she really liked one better than the others. So she told the worker she wanted that one and they put a blue necklace on him.
Mom worried about bringing a 7 month old girl kitty and the baby boy into the house together. She thought they might not get along, but she said she would pick them up on Saturday and keep them in separate rooms. When she got there, the kitten was in a bed with the girl kitty!
So Mom now has TWO kitties! The girl is named Helen and the little orange boy is Roger. Getting them to lay in the same bed together was a stroke of genius on my part, don't you think? BOY, am I a tired angel.
But you know, my flying was better today. I think I had the weight of the world on my shoulders, and now I can fly free! Welcome home, Helen and Roger! You have the best Mom in the whole world. I know, because she was MY Mom!
Hi, gang! I've been here at the Bridge for 2 months now. Calvin helped me carry my heart basket that first day because it was SO full of hearts, I couldn't carry it by myself. Calvin is VERY strong, because he waves that billboard sized CATSTER sign when ever one of us gets here.
For my birthday last week, I had about 10 dates for breakfast, brunch, lunch, midafternoon snacks, dinner, and about 5 parties! These angels know how to PAR-TEE!!! And my blood sugar didn't go up, even a LITTLE!! And, of course, the day ended with a HUGE bowling party. I had never bowled before, and I wasn't very good, but it was a blast!
But I'm kind of embarrassed to report something else to you. I am having a hard time with flying. I can coast pretty well, but take-offs and landings almost always involve a crash. I stopped by the Brusselball Spa last week and crashed thru the roof! I'm so bad at it, that I have been assigned a guard to keep me safe. *blushes deeply*
I'm gonna keep trying, but as yet, I cannot sneak by and sprinkle angel dust on you, 'cause I'm likely to fall on you and kill you!
*attempts to sneak away in embarrassment, crashes, and is gently helped into the air by his guard*
I'm in Texas! Well, not really me, but what was left over of my earth suit. You don't need an earth suit at the Bridge, so Mom had my earth suit creamed. I think it's kind of like creamed corn or creamed chicken, only you can't eat it.
Anyway, when Mom got home, there was a box on the front step, and it came from the Memfish vet. And she opened it up and there was a blue velvet bag. The bag was embroidered: "Until we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge".
Inside the bag was a wooden box. It's real heavy and Mom thinks it's oak or something. And it has a picture frame attached to it so Mom can put my picture on it. I don't think she's gonna use a picture of me creamed, tho.
So, I'm FINALLY back with Mom, where I belong. Creamed or not. So NOW, the search can begin for a new kitty for Mom, because I'm here to direct the search!
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