American Shorthair
Picture of Luna, a female American Shorthair

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Home:San Diego, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 13 lbs.

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Tootsie-Frootsie, Tootsie

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-part feral-cat rescue

November 1st 2001

Black Tiger and White

Chasing paper balls

Me throwing too few paper balls

Favorite Toy:
Paper balls

Favorite Nap Spot:
My bed

Favorite Food:

She can disappear


Arrival Story:
I decided Puddin needed company as she was alone when I went out with Donovan. Also, I'd seen this cool cat at the FOCAS rescue and adoption center. One day I went in and picked her up.

She had grown up around dogs so was ok with Donovan, something Puddin still has to come around to. She'd had a pretty rough life, and was very much her own kitty at first.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
Luna - Look into my eyes

I've Been On Catster Since:
November 22nd 2006 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Bird Watching

Good Food

June 9th 2009 9:52 pm
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Meeuur. That new food Mom got Puddintayne sure is good! I sneak up in the night, and eat as much as I want. There never is much. Mom just gives Pudds what she can eat at one time most of the time. Pudds has a blind spot about food near her in the bowl, though, and it's that I eat.

Puddintayne doesn't know it yet, but Mom is getting a puppy. I sure hope this one is better than the puppy she had before. I thought the other puppy was a dog, it was so big.


Life is good

September 20th 2007 4:04 pm
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Maiou. Maiou. Mom put some icky stuff on me too. I know what it is. It's for fleas, but you can't tell Puddintayne anything. She just hisses in your face. So rude!

I wasn't having too bad a time with the fleas. They don't like me because of the way I smell. I have natural anti-flea smell.

Mom now feeds me in my own little plate. I like it because I no longer have to wait for Puddintayne to finish before I can eat. It doesn't help to be the smartest cat when your competition is huge. I can stand my own ground if I have to, but it is hard and I'd rather sleep. So I go my way and live a good life. I have my own pillow to sleep on and my own plate of food. What more could a cat want?


Changes in Our Food

May 28th 2007 12:23 am
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Meeiou! Mom put a dish with food in it in my pillow corner. Doesn't she know that Puddin' can get at it? It doesn't matter, because I eat out of the same dish Puddin' does anyway.

I got out the other day. Karen saw me and chased me back inside. It was nice, though to sit on the other porch and see the world from there if only for a moment.

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