Domestic Shorthair [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Sylvia, a female Domestic Shorthair

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Home:Nashville/St. Louis, a  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 11 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 8 lbs.

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I Told You I could Smile

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"I Told You I could Smile"


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Who Me?

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"Who Me?"

My First Christmas with a Home

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"My First Christmas with a Home"

MyFirst Day Home

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"MyFirst Day Home"

I got a great photo gift for my birthday. Thank you.

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"I got a great photo gift for my birthday. Thank you."


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My funny Sylvia

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"My funny Sylvia"

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Special Gift Box:
The family of Skittles (2002 - 2012), Mango, Caramello and Goji
The family of  ♥Sam, Mr D - D'boat #19, Raza and Baltster 1990 ~ 2011

Sil, Silvie

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-pound cat-cat rescue

Gotcha Date:
October 8th 2006

December 5th 2005

Silver Tabby

Curling up on or next to her family

Not being able to harass the bird

Favorite Toy:
crumpled paper or balls

Favorite Nap Spot:
on the bed

Favorite Food:
Natural Balance dry food and Temptations Tartar Treats (she gets so excited when she sees them she almost falls over rubbing on everything)

Sylvia likes to play a game of using her paw to bat a ball down the stairs, run down after it, carry it back up in her mouth and then do it all over again. When she is in a deep sleep, not only do her paws twitch, her tounge goes in and out like a lizard


Arrival Story:
My beautiful Lady Liza had passed and there was a huge empty place in our hearts and home. She was our little love girl. After a week it was unbearable, so I went to look at some rescue kitties and Sylvia seemed to have such a wonderful personality I had to bring her home.

According to the shelter, Sylvia was found wandering with her two kittens. Some kind soul took her to the shelter and now she is a loved kitty with a home. I did not get to meet her kittens since they had already been adopted.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
Mantra-I'm not a cat, I'm not a cat


I've Been On Catster Since:
October 7th 2006 More than 10 years!

Rosettes Given In The Past Month:

Stars Given In The Past Month:
Angel Indy♥
Mr D - D'boat #19
Rhiannon's Dream Weaver
Angel Smokey
Clark Kent
 Morris My Sweet Prince

Special Gifts Given In The Past Month:
Callie Rose
Mr. Buster Keaton
 Abby Angel at Rainbow Bridge
Scooter Taylor
Jesse James - An Angel
Autumn - in my ♥ foreve
Mr. Kitty
Oupie ~ Angel Dreamboat #52a
Isabelle Faith
Mattie ^Broken hearted^
Margaret Elisabeth O'Malley
Anne (Always an Angel)
Nonsense (RIP)
Clark Kent
Andrea Previn - Adopted!
Winchester the Angel Kitty
Skittles (2002 - 2012)
^Bill^ (An Angel now)
Bibi Anne-4Ever Loved 1.1.09
Toby the Angel Kitty
 Morris My Sweet Prince
Alice &Nessie

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

for 4052 days

Meet my family
SnuggleLiza (In
Loving Memory)
Orange ManBobbi (My
Sophie4 Little
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And I am Such a Good Cat

I embarrassed mom today

October 1st 2016 7:50 pm
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This morning, I ate my breakfast but I got sick. I got in the potty a couple of times. I was sitting next to mom & started digging around on sheet. Mom carried me back to the box, I got back in.

At lunch, I ate, got sick & kept getting in the box. I hid under the sofa.

Mom tried to coax me out with treats. I didn't move. That's a first.

Mom said I must have a UTI got me out & took me to the vet.

I was very good at first. They came in & said they would bring mom some meds for her to give me. Mom said, nope. I needed a shot. I am such a sweet girl, but I don't take meds.

The vet said, okay. The tech came in with a shot. Mom was holding me. I started having a fit. The tech said she was taking me to the back.

When she brought me back, I had a muzzle on. Mom couldn't believe it. She said, even Snuggle never had a muzzle & she was a wild child at the vet.

Mom doesn't know what I did, but they said I went wild. I am the nicest girl ever, as long as I get what I want. Mom said the vet now knows why she told her I had to have a shot.

I cuddled with mom tonight. Now I'm napping in my cat tent. Hopefully the shot will take care of it.

Mom says I need to let her take care of me when I don't feel well. I say, just try it.


Yes I know I am a cat

July 15th 2016 9:00 pm
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I know that and I am fine with it, but I don't like other cats. I don't want to eat with them, even though I do occasionally. I don't like them looking at, trying to play with me. Nope. I like people.

Mom has a special potty for me. She gets it out and closes the bathroom door, so those cats won't see me take care of business. Mom says I am a high maintenance cat.

I was happy as an only cat with my grandma, but she got sick. Mom came to stay with us. That was fine, but she brought cats with her.

My grandma passed and now here I am with mom and 5 cats.

I like to sit on mom as soon as she sits down, so those other cats don't take over. Mom says I am clingy. I say, I was here first.

Anyway, it has worked out okay. I am still at my house and even though I have to share with cats, mom loves me and overall, I am a pretty lucky cat.


My First Diary Entry

April 20th 2007 8:43 am
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I had hoped this would be telling everyone what a great kitty I am, because I am. However, last night I was stretched out with my grandma (I live with my grandma) and apparently I was sleeping and dreaming. Grandma put her hand on me and I BIT her.

I BIT my grandma. And I love her. I am always the most loving little girl. It was horrible. Grandma got up and I had bit through the joint on her little finger. She could hear my teeth going in.

By the time I woke up, I did not understand what was going on. I was sitting on the bed waiting for her to come back and play with me.

Grandma is not mad at me. She knows I did not do it on purpose, but it is not good anyway. My grandma is 84 and I am with her because I am such a sweet kitty like Lady Liza was.

Mom calls in the mornings to check on us and usually it is the same story. I got up, ate, played and am laying on grandma's lap. This was a real shocker.

And I am such a good kitty.

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