October 10th 2008 9:27 am
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Mom entered me in the Coolest Cat contest, because she says I was the Coolest Cat EVER! I don't know about that, but I think it will be fun, and a fun way to commemorate my 36th birthday!
I hope her heart doesn't get broken if I don't win. But I don't think it will, because she already knows how maximally cool I was, even if everyone else doesn't!
Here's my vote page: http://www.catster.com/show08/vote_pet.php?i=283082
Thank you for looking!
February 19th 2008 7:34 pm
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Today is my 12 year Bridge anniversary. I can't believe I have been gone from Mom so long. Time really flies here at the Bridge, because there is so much fun stuff to do here.
I was always a very happy girl. Even after I had my thyroid out at age 17, I still was happy. After the operation, I started making a funny noise. The vet came to my house to listen to me. He listened for about one second and said: "I damaged her recurrent laryngeal nerve." My WHAT? And if it's recurrent, won't it come back?
So, the noise I was making was purring! I could only do it on the exhale, and it sounded WEIRD, even to me. But I was happy, so I had to purr!
The sound was so weird, that Mom recorded it. Tonight, she put the sound on my page. We're having a little trouble with the player, (It works best if you push 'play', then pull the button all the way to the end. When it resets to the beginning, it plays perfectly!) but it really is me, in a 15 year old recording.
Check me out! And thank you to all of you, and to Catster. I know you all love me, and that never would have happened without Catster.
October 30th 2007 5:44 am
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If I hadn't gone to the Bridge 11 years ago, I would be 35 years old today. 35!
It's a good thing kitties don't live that long. My poor body wouldn't have made it, although my spirit was young.
At the Bridge, I have a young boyfriend (WallyA) and I can see Mom play with Arnold. He needed a home, so I had to make room for him. I certainly couldn't have lived WITH him! Boys!
So I guess if Mom remembers, I AM 35. I may not live on earth, but I know I live on in Mom's heart.
October 4th 2007 8:52 am
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This month marks the 35th anniversary of my birth. I've been gone from Mom for almost 12 years.
My final resting place is a hill high in the mountains over Honolulu, overlooking the National Memorial Cemetary of the Pacific, and downtown Honolulu, and the Honolulu International Airport, and of course, the ocean. It is a beautiful place, and I spent many happy days here. Now it is where I rest.
Mom visits me whenever she comes to Hawaii. A red hibiscus bush marks my grave.
In the world I lived in (the world of 1972-1996), no one but Mom would know where my final resting place was. But this is the internet and the Catster world. So now, a bunch of my friends know, too!
I love Catster.
May 22nd 2007 6:58 am
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Well, now I have been tagged, so I have to tell 7 secrets about myself. Here goes:
1.) I climbed walls as a youngster.
2.) I think Arnold is the best successor I could ever have had. Mom picked a peach in that boy! He makes me proud every day.
3.) I was Mom's second cat. The first died of distemper 2 days after she got it.
4.) Until I lost my voice due to thyroid surgery at 17, I had a MUCH louder cry than Arnold.
5.) I perfected selective shedding. I shed black hair on Mom's white uniforms, and white hairs on her black uniforms when she was in the Navy.
6.) I had a good friend in Hawaii who took care of me while Mom was in school. She loved me very much, and I loved her too! She helped me send cards and notes to Mom.
7.) I was wrongly convicted, and jailed for four months in Hawaii. Mom and I called it kitty prison, but the Hawaiians called it "quarantine".
Now, I tag:
Wally Angel
Biscuit
Bill
Navin
Shamus
Jake
Tooney
May 20th 2007 10:35 am
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For years now, I have been friends with a wonderful kitty named Wally. He came to the Bridge 10 months after me, and I met him the day he crossed over. We became great pals right away.
Recently, Wally asked me to be his DATE for the black tie dance for Simba's birthday. He sent me a corsage and everything! The party was GRAND! I danced and danced with Wally. He is such a gentleman!
Recently, Wally's earth brother, Wallingford, was sick and Wally and I were really scared. We held hands and hugged and purred and prayed for Wallingford. We even visited him together when he had to spend the night at the v*e*t. And Wallingford saw us, and he got better! We are so excited. We did backflips in joy.
Now we've adopted a fish together. She lives on Wally's page, and her name is Angelina. She's very cute!
I'm in love! Wally Angel is his name!
February 27th 2007 8:50 pm
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32 years ago, my dad came home and put his tie around my neck. Mom took my picture. Now, 32 years later, I am in the "Babes in Blue" contest, wearing that very tie!
How else could that have happened if not for Catster? That's what I love about Catster. Don't you LOVE Catster??!??!?!?
February 21st 2007 7:13 pm
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What a week! On Monday we awoke to find that I had been selected Cat of the Day! What a thrill!! Everyone was very kind and thoughtful and showered me with treats and gifts.
On Tuesday, we commemorated my 11 year anniversary at the Bridge. We had a lovely party with tuna and cream cheese cake. All in all, it was the highest of highs and memory of the lowest of lows.
The best part was having so many friends with whom to share both ends of the emotional spectrum. Mom loves Catster, and all her new catster friends.
What did we do before Catster, to celebrate our special relationships? Only another catster would understand the special bonds of loving a vibrating, furry, meowing pal. Through Catster, we meet ourselves. We share triumphs and heartache. And we help each other go on.
Thank you, Catster!!!
February 19th 2007 7:28 am
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Mom woke up this morning to find that I, yes I, am Catster's Cat of the Day!!! I am amazed and more honored than anyone can imagine. Tomorrow is the 11th anniversary of my passing to the Bridge. It seems like such a perfect day to be COTD!
Mom is thrilled beyond compare, because she knows that other people besides her know me. She loves me so much, it is hard for her to think that nobody else will ever know me. (She thinks I am very special.) But now, lots of people know who I am and I think they love me, too!
Thanks, Catster!!
November 14th 2006 5:22 pm
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I have been chosen the Black and White Ankle Biter of the Week!! It's been a long time since I've actually bitten an ankle, but I was SOOO good at it in my younger years. I set a very high standard in that CATegory before I settled into being a sedate senior. It is a real honor, and confirms my Mom's initial impression that I BELONG in this great group! Thanks to all who voted for me.
Love, Boomer
October 22nd 2006 7:42 pm
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I got Boomer (Boomer Laverne) as a tiny kitten, after seeing her streak across the living room of a Humane Society foster home. I named her Boomer because I thought it was a funny name, and not nearly so popular in 1972 as it is now. I added Laverne when nobody believed she was a girl. I thought she was beautiful.
What a maniac she was! I once raced her to the vet because she came lunging at me and I was afraid I had kicked her in the eye. (She was fine) She would fly around the corner and jump as high as she could, grab the door jamb and then slide down. She would go flying thru the house, out onto the (3rd floor) balcony railing and grab on, going about 50MPH. I was terrified she would just keep on flying, over the edge and gone. But she had dead-on distance and velocity judgement, and never missed a jump.
As she got older, I kind of forgot those goofy times and got used to having an old kitty. And then she died, and years later I found Catster.
One day last week, I was looking at some pretty black and white kitty's page and found out about "Black and White Ankle Biters". And I signed her up, because it was clearly HER group. And it helped me remember those times when she wasn't so old that playing meant napping alongside her favorite toy.
I got her 34 years ago, and she has been gone 10 years. I remember parts of her life as clearly as if they occurred yesterday. I'm crying now because parts of it are so vivid. But it's good, too.
Enjoy them while you have them. And remember, Boomer can serve as an absolute reminder that, even when they pass over the Bridge, they are with you forever.
July 5th 2006 8:07 pm
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The first thing I did when I got my first apartment way back in 1972 was to get a pet. I lived in Chicago, and didn't want to walk a dog in the cold, so I got a cat. It died within days, of distemper. Then I found Boomer. It was love at first sight for me; I thought she was beautiful! She was my first pet. I was 22 years old. We went into the Navy together, and moved to California together, and moved to Hawaii together. I told her we were going to move again, back to the mainland, but she had had enough. One morning, she died quietly in my arms. She was 23.5 years old. I was 45. She had been my pet my whole adult life!
She was really a queenly old thing. I learned alot from Boomer, but the most important thing is to enjoy them while you have them. To others with elderly pets I would repeat something my vet told me when Boomie was 16. "Don't expect anything of her; then, if she does something, it will be a bonus." So I let Boomer retire. She didn't play, but she was very happy and full of purrs and licks and contentment. And I got to have her for 7 more years.
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