Sex: Female Weight: 8 lbs.
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September 14th 1992
Orange & White Tabby
Sitting on her mom's lap, drinking out of the faucet, our pet water fountain
Her sister Katie Rose, being disturbed while sitting on her mom's lap, telephones, doorbells
My little circular mousie toy (where you bat the mouse and it goes around in a circle; also the ball thing -where you bat the ball and it goes around, too. Especially when Mom is on the phone. Mom also makes GREAT catnip toys. Rember,"Just say no."
Favorite Nap Spot:
Mom's lap, near my Mom
I like cream cheese, tuna (both human foods) and beef cat snacks
Racing through the house - all three floors - at break neck speed- pretty good for a 14 yr old!!!
After saying no for two years, my Mom finally gave in and answered an ad in the newspaper for free kittens. Luckily, the lady who placed that ad didn't have any left, but referred Mom to another one who had eight kittens. Mom went over to look at them and picked my sister Market, who was chewing on her purse. Mom decided to take two females, so she was going to pick another one. All the males went into the cat carrier along with everybody else except me. I was trying to get up those stairs. So Mom took me home. My Mom was lucky to get us. She NEVER had cats before, so my sis and I had to train her. She learned well!!!
My sister's name was Market and I am Value. My Mom thought it was cute because she is a real estate appraiser. My sis died 7 years ago and I still miss her. I did cry for her when she died, but Mom said that she was very sick. I tried to comfort Mom. I now help Mom as much as I can around the house - She needs a lot of help. Also, I try to keep that pesky Katie Rose out of my fur - she sure is a pain. Wants to do everything I do! I want Mom's lap and Katie Rose tries to get on Mom's lap, also. What a little sis!
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10 YEARS OR OVER??? DOGS or CATS, **Tabbies With 'Tudes** , BRUCE and the C-Street band Fan Club!, Catster Marketplace, Flaming Red Heads Rock, Kitties Who Need Friends, Orange & Orange and White Kitties Only!, Orangie Girls, The Cat Lounge, The Cat's Pride® Group, The Social Cats, ~Furiends Furever~
I've Been On Catster Since:
|May 16th 2006
||More than 8 years!
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October 24th 2012 9:46 am
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Mom celebrates Gotcha Day next week - she never thought that Me and Markie would stay - she had never had a cat before. We convinced her that we would be good. Can't believe that it has been TWENTY years.
Mom has had a liver and kidney transplant and is doing well. I "visited" her in the rehab hospital (she was so sick that she couldn't really walk after surgery) and told her that I wasn't ready to have her come and see me. I know that she wanted me to be with her when she went through all of that, but I just couldn't be.
Market and I are doing well - we have a place next to Uncle Brad's cats (mom used to take care of them and Uncle Brad took care of pesky Katie Rose when Mom was in the hospital.) We watch over everybody and always welcome any unloved cat that comes to the Bridge - our place is always open to those cats.
Just wanted to check in with all of you -
Purrs and Meows
December 8th 2008 1:39 pm
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Thanks to all of you who made my entrance to the Bridge special. I also so scared, but so happy to see all of you, including my sister, Market - we had so much to catch up on.
I started my journey to the Bridge while laying on my Mom's lap. I waited for her to come home for work - it was quiet and peaceful with Mom's hands laying on me and stroking me and telling me how much she loved me and will miss me. She put my special blanket over me. I knew that she would be okay and that I could leave her then. Mom has to realize that Market and I will be with her as she goes on her own journey with the illness that she has. A gentle paw on the cheek or feeling like someone is laying beside you in bed or on your lap when you try to do something will remind her that we will always love her and be with her.
Katie Rose - I do love you even though you are a pesky little sister. Try to take care of Mom - be nice to her and remember that all of us will be together again. (Markie did ask about you).
I always like to get the snow on the floor when Mom would come in after a snow fall - I hope that the snow that fell on Saturday reminded Mom of me - sorry I couldn't wait for it.
Mom, I won't forget you or the thousands of times that I laid on your lap while we watched tv or knitted or used the computer with my paw on your arm. Thank you for the tuna and for the cream cheese crackers. Than you from the bottom of my heart - You said that I am your heart and soul, but you were mine and also my best friend. Don't be sad - I am a young cat again and I can run and jump and do the "happy paws" and I have no more pain.
Love, purrs and Meows,
December 4th 2008 12:25 pm
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I am still here; its been a week since I have been to the vet. Mom is still force feeding me -(I HATE THAT), and I am drinking a little. I am getting an IV of saline to help with my dehydration.
I can't walk like I did before - but I did lay on Mom's lap while she gave me the IV like I used to do, with my paw on her arm. She made me a blankie (with my name on it) and packed a small tote bag with toys, treats and catnip for me and my sister, Market, who I know is waiting for me. She also wrote me a letter that I can only read when I get to the Bridge.
A friend on Mom's lost a cat six weeks ago-Mom helped to take care of all of Uncle Brad's cats. Sketch will be waiting for me, too, along with all of the shelter cats that Mom would tell us about.
I want Mom to be strong - I am only going to start my journey when I know that she will be all right.
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