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Sex: Female Weight: 12 lbs.
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Nicknames:
Meenee-moonie, Fatty-Boom-boom, Baby-girl.
Kitty Complexion:
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Coloration:
Blue-Patched Tabby
Likes:
Rolling in the sand.
Pet-Peeves:
Being touched at the bottom of her back near the base of her tail. Loud noises.
Favorite Toy:
Lenny.
Favorite Nap Spot:
On top of the pergola on a plank of wood. In the long grass (My girl in the grass).
Favorite Food:
Dried Dine with the fishies.
Skills:
She could look about with her eyes like a human. She could freak people out with merely a stare.
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story:
Lenny was starting to get lonely not long after I had him, as Melma wasn't a social cat and didn't play with him. I was in Fremantle one day and I had the sudden urge to go to the pet store there. I usually don't buy pet store animals but I went there. There in a cage were two kittens - a little blue-patched tabby and a white and grey tabby. The blue-patched tabby's eyes lit up when I came into the room. She started pacing up and down in her cage and yowling for me. I saw her and knew I had to have her. The shop owner opened the cage for me, and for a lark, I put my hand up to the edge of the cage like a platform. The little girl stepped out onto my hand and nuzzled my chin. That was it - she was mine and I was hers.
Bio:
I called her Xena Anne Baxter Neferitiri. I was a bit uncertain of her name, cause I thought, "Is she really a 'Xena'?" She was all warrior princess! Particular, strong-willed, fussy, fit, larger than life. She ruled her domain and she chose her people. Those she loved she loved dearly. Not everyone liked her very much, and a lot of my friends were freaked out by her stare. She looks right into you and you can see there's a very intelligent, almost human personality behind those eyes. It freaked a lot of people out, but it made me love her all the more. I felt almost a camaraderie with her, I suppose. Both of us are strong, crazy girls!
She'd sleep on my bed, she'd rip up my artwork with her teeth to get my attention (or knock things off of shelves, she loved that, she'd knock it off and then look you right in the eye). I loved nothing more than to curl up on a bed with her, my forehead to hers, snoozing with her and smelling her fur. She had such a sharp purr. I remember every time I'd kiss her paw, her whiskers and mouth would twitch cause it tickled. She put up with it only for me. She had eczema on her back and I'd put emu oil on it. She'd hate that and yowl at me!
Sometimes I'd get into arguments with her cause she'd hiss at me. I'd say, "Don't hiss at Mummy!" And she'd hiss back, and yowl angrily. We'd be angry at each other, and then I'd cuddle her and give her a big kiss. She'd hate it, but she always forgave me the next time I saw her.
I don't think she liked the rain much. She'd always run inside when it poured down. The last time I held her, I'd wrapped her up in a blanket cause she got caught in a sudden downpour. I held her like a baby and gave her kisses. That was October 6th.
I never saw her again. I miss you, Xena. Don't know where you went off to, but I'll never forget you, Squishy-Meh-nish.
Forums Motto:
All shall love me and despair!
I've Been On Catster Since:
| November 9th 2006 |
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More than 3 years! |
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Catster Id:
418722
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August 7th 2007 9:30 pm
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I just wanted to thank people for the kindness shown in the past day. Catster - thank you for making my kitty Cat of the Day. I actually had a bit of a sob about it, which I know is silly, but having a cat go missing is always so hard. I had no body to bury, no chance to say goodbye. Just an empty garden and an empty favourite sleepy-spot inside.
Having this rush of celebration and appreciation for her - it's touched me so much and I just don't have the words for it. That a grumpy little grey kitty could move others to befriend her on their kitty profiles and to send her little rosettes, it's very moving and I thank you all from the bottom of my heart!
I'm going to put more pictures of her up, and record a couple of memories that I have of my time with Xena. She was an incredibly special little cat.
Thank you for helping me celebrate her memory.
Yours,
Nancy.
(Lenny, Xena, Melma and Rogue's Mummy).
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