Nicknames: Queen Rose,Da big Girl, Mamasita, Da big boss, Mahungah,Chine -Chine, Chinee,Bossy Girl, Fuzzy Butt, Whiney Chinee
Birthday: March 2nd 2003
Likes: FOOD , TREATS AND BEING PICKED UP & WALKED AROUND BY HER MOMMY OR DADDY
Pet-Peeves: PEOPLE WHO PET HER ON HER BELLY
Favorite Toy: LAZOR POINTER
Favorite Nap Spot: ON THE KITCHEN ISLAND OR IN A CARD BOARD BOX
Favorite Food: LAMB AND CHICKEN SOFT FOOD & NATURES BLEND CHICKEN FLAVOR HARD FOOD
Skills: SHE CAN SWAT ANYTHING THAT FLY'S HER WAY, NEVER MISSING THE TARGET!
Arrival Story: It all started one day in April of 2003. My sister Amanda had placed a visit to one of her clients homes and the clients cat had a litter of kittens. Amanda impulsively left her clients home with one of the kittens. When she informed me that she had a new kitten, I told her that she was Ã¢â‚¬Å“crazyÃ¢â‚¬Â for being impulsive and nagged her about the fact that she was now a pet owner (Something I swore I would never be, especially after the loss of my dog Kimo in 2000).
Two days later I paid a visit to my sister and instantly feel in love with the black ball of fluff she named China. The ironic thing is that Amanda was already having second thoughts about taking China especially after China had pooped on her bed. I told her that my husband Damon desperately wanted a cat, but that I was reluctant to become a pet owner. However, it didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t take me long to change my mind. I found myself placing China in a carrier and bringing her home. I swore I would never become a pet owner again, but my feelings about that changed with the wind, and China who I renamed China Rose, (Rose) after my great Grandmother, has been with our family ever since. China Rose was an unexpected, but truly special gift brought to us as a result of my sisters crazy impulsivity. Thank god for Crazy impulsive sisters!
Birth Day 3/2/03
Bio: China Rose (AKA) "Chiny Chiny -Chine Chine"...
She is the Big sister to Alfie and to Monty...
She was born in Watertown , MA...
She loves her Natrual Feezed Dried Chicken treats...
She is not double pawed but has Huge paws...
She tends to be a moody girl ,but will show you love on her terms...
She is an idoor cat only, and can
she can be very active or very lazy... Joined Flower Felines!
Here are the rules of the game: Each
player starts with seven random facts
about themselves. Cats who are tagged,
need to post in their Diary the rules &
their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose 7
cats to tag and list their names. Don’t
forget to purr them a pmail that they
have been tagged and to read your Diary,
or, send them a fun Rosette announcing
they've been Tagged.
1) I am the "big" boss of my house
2) I am plus size and beautiful
3) I don't liked to be rubbed on my belly
4) Some times I snore when I sleep
5) I like to wrestle with my skinny brother Alfie
6) I love vanilla pudding... Yum!
7) I only give my daddy kisses on his nose, mama has to beg for them and maybe, just maybe, I will give her one!
The 7 kitties I am tagging
Chewy 294460- my catster sista
Milani 603642-my Latina pal
Itchy 448569- my powerfully built pal
Hector 64627- my sweetie pie
Rambo 134901- my boo boo's
Bassy 375178- my doll face
Simba 682012- my purrty feet’s
Wow~ today I was chosen as diary of the day (DOTD)! I still can't believe that I made it onto the front of the catster homepage~ this was a big honor and one that I am very grateful for! This made going to the vet, all worth it~
Thank you to all of the special kitties, who showered me with love and attention, and thank you catster for nominating me, it was a wonderful feeling!
When I tell you that I hate, hate, hate the vets office, I really mean it! Mama and daddy took me to the vet today for my annual check up. The minute I got in the car ,I meowed the whole ride up there. The nerve of my parent! They know I don't like the vet, but they still took me. Mama was trying to console me, but I wasn’t having it~ I continued to cry and meow.
Once we got there I was not being very cooperative with my vet Dr. All she kept saying was "wow, china, you really don't want to be here today." That’s because I kept jumping off of the exam table. Heck, who wants to be on that cold, steel table! I sure didn't!
While they were all talking, I was roaming the room , rubbing my chin on everything! I wanted to be sure that I marked my sent everywhere. After the vet buzzed my furry butt, weighed me, checked my heart, teeth, eyes and ears, she then shot me up with my vaccines. Ouch!
The only highlight of this dreadful trip was that the vet's resident cat "rosco" was flirting with me. He kept coming up to my carrier and was trying to ask me out on a date, but my protective daddy said that I was to young to go out on a date. Fathers ... their so controlling~
Anyhow, I am home now, and feeling a little out of it, from my traumatic day at the vet’s office. Thanks for letting me vent!