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Age: 16 Years Sex: Male Weight: 7 lbs.
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Leave a treat for Sydney
Nicknames:
Syd, Sydney Bear, Weasel, Bear
Kitty Complexion:
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Sun Sign: 
Birthday:
May 16th 1995
Coloration:
Red
Likes:
I love to crawl under the covers and cuddle with my Mommy. I also will only drink water from a running faucet, none of that nasty bowl stuff. Oh! And food. I love food. I try to steal pizza and french fries whenever my parents aren't looking.
Pet-Peeves:
Not getting all of the attention I want (and I always want lovies) and not being allowed to steal human food.
Favorite Toy:
Any piece of paper crumpled up and thrown to play fetch with.
Favorite Nap Spot:
Anywhere on the bed, on my Mommy's hip or tummy when she's sleeping, under the covers next to Mommy, in the window in my little human brother's bedroom, and anywhere I can find a nice patch of sunlight.
Favorite Food:
My Mommy says I'm part goat because I'll eat anything. My favorite foods are pizza and french fries. But I'll try to steal any human food I can... even cupcakes!
Skills:
I know how to play fetch, but will only do so with crumpled up paper (gotta have my standards). I also come running anytime the word "food" is called out.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
Ever since my Mommy was a little girl she wanted an Abyssinian. In her last year of college she decided it was time to get one. She searched a whole bunch of litters and didn't find the "perfect" cat. Then she found my litter. My siblings and I were only three days old when she first met us. My two brothers wanted nothing to do with her and cried until they were brought back to our feline Mommy. When my new Mommy picked me up, I didn't want to be put down. When I was put down I sniffed her back out (my eyes were still shut) and went to her and tried to nurse on a shoelace. She knew it was meant to be and waited patiently for me to be old enough to go home with her.
Bio:
I also have a Daddy and a little human brother! My human brother likes to chase me around and grab at me, but I don't mind. I understand that's the way that the tiny human shows that he likes me.
Lives Remaining:
6 of 9
Forums Motto:
All your food are belong to me!
The Groups I'm In:
Chef Skylar's open restaurant
I've Been On Catster Since:
| November 17th 2006 |
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More than 5 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
424576
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May 16th 2011 11:41 am
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Today is my 16th birthday! Mom got me some smoked salmon and lactose free "catsip" milk to have for dinner tonight. She knows I'm supposed to stay exclusively on my k/d kidney diet, but she also knows it's bland and I don't like it. So, I convinced her that for my sweet 16 I can have a treat and eat whatever I want for dinner. She folded. She always does.
Hooray for salmon! I do love the tasty fish.
Another year older, another year wiser, and milking it for all it's worth.
May 25th 2010 6:12 am
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Well, I'm 15 years old now. My Mom can't believe I've been around that long. We first met three days after I was born, but I didn't go home with her until I was a few months old.
The other day, I gave her quite a scare. I'm not as agile as I was when I was a kitten, but I think I am and I'll still do things I'd do back when I was much younger. For example, I like to walk on the railing up in the loft. Normally, I can do this just fine, but the other day I slipped off and fell about fifteen feet down onto the living room floor.
Mom FREAKED when she saw me fall. I ran away and under the bed, but Dad got me out so that Mom could check me over. I was fine, but she was ready to take me to the animal ER. She felt me all over and I didn't wince or show any pain, so she watched me for a few days. I'm all fine, but she had an absolute freak out. I wonder if I keep going on the railing now if that will get me more attention. Hmm.
December 28th 2009 9:01 am
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This morning I was nosing around the foot of the bed and caught my parents attention. Daddy noticed that there was a small amount of urine on the bed. Mommy knows I'm a very clean kitty and don't tend to go out of my box unless I'm very sick. There was only a small amount - about a dime sized amount on their comforter. It was only about one or two drops and it had been in the place I was curled up and sleeping in last night, but it was enough to worry my Mommy.
She knew, from the amount, that I hadn't done it to be mean. I didn't even know I did it until I woke up. They were able to wash that section and put some Febreeze on it so it's fine and Mommy doesn't have to make a laundromat run tonight, but I can tell she's really worried about me because of this.
Mommy is concerned because this is not normal for me and because the last time we went to the vet, the doctor there said that I was starting to have kidney problems (I'm now on the k/d diet). She's hoping that this is a one time thing and doesn't mean that my kidney problems are getting worse.
She said she's going to watch it for awhile and see if it happens again. If it does, she's going to try and get me in to see the vet sometime next week.
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