 Photo Comments (1) "Angel Sarge"
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Sex: Male Weight: 9 lbs.
 Photo Comments "Angel Sarge"
 Photo Comments "Angel Sarge"
 Photo Comments (3) "Cat of the Day!"
 Photo Comments (1) "DDP 3/28/2012"
 Photo Comments (3) "See! I fit!"
 Photo Comments (2) "I love the outside"
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 Photo Comments "Me and sis. My last day."
 Photo Comments (1) "On my kitty bed in easy reach for petting." [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book]
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Leave a treat for Sarge (In Loving Memory)
Special Gift Box:
Nicknames:
Fluffy, Buddy, Buddy Kitty
Kitty Complexion:
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Sun Sign: 
Gotcha Date:
September 2nd 2006
Birthday:
February 2nd 2002
Coloration:
Tri-color
Likes:
Hanging out with Daddy
Pet-Peeves:
Not being allowed to go outside or in the garage
Favorite Toy:
Leather mouse, his step-sister
Favorite Nap Spot:
Kitty bed next to Daddy's computer chair, Daddy's easy chair
Favorite Food:
Whiskas Temptations Chicken Kitty Treats!
Skills:
Can give long meows with his mouth full of leather mouse
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
In August 2006 I moved from a small 1-bedroom apartment to a larger townhome. By the end of the month I had settled in and decided it was time to adopt a pair of cats. I visited PetSmart because I heard The Almost Home Foundation had adoption drives on Saturdays. I knew I wanted a cat, not a kitten. Cats don't need to be trained, their personalities have developed, and they are more relaxed. Most importantly I wanted to give a cat a second chance to have a home. I arrived when people were setting up. Down at the far end I saw this one big cat alone in a cage that was almost too small for him. His name was Sugar and he reminded me of a cat I had while growing up. His tag said that he liked to hang out with the guys, which suited me perfectly. His foster parents told me he was abandoned in February in his cat carrier outside the flower shop of an Almost Home volunteer. He has been waiting for his new home for over six months and his frustration was showing. They assured me he would be a different cat when I got home. I felt sorry for the poor guy and my intuition told me we'd get along great. I renamed him Sarge at the suggestion of my mother. He turned out to be a very sweet and loving cat who greets me when I come home from and purrs at a moment's notice.
Bio:
Hello! I am Sarge. I can't say much about my original human family except for that they had me declawed and could no longer keep me. But they care about me enough to make sure I would eventually find a new home instead of leaving my fate to the pound. Daddy thinks my original people were old and had a lot of things. That's why they declawed me. And the either passed on or had to move to an assisted living home and couldn't keep me. I'd like to think they'd be happy to know what finally happened to me.
Anyway my foster parents took great care of me until I found my new Daddy. I had lots of other kitty friends, but every seven days I had to spend a few hours in a little cage and had strange people poke at me. I kept hoping one would take me home, but no one did for months. Then my Daddy came here and I knew I would finally get a new home. My first day there, while my new step-sister was hiding in the basement closet, I was taking a nap on the bed. After a few days I was making biscuits on his arm.
Daddy says I'm too curious for my own good. I want to go outside and sniff around but without claws I can't defend myself or hunt. Sometimes I sneak outside when the front door is open. I just sniff the bushes, eat grass, and scratch my back on the sidewalk so Daddy doesn't mind too much and will let me have a minute before scooping me up and putting me back inside. The garage is a different story though. When I get to go in there I like to sleep under Daddy's car's engine and walk on the roof. I can be lured back inside with a kitty treat. I love my kitty treats!
Forums Motto:
Hey you, pay attention to me!
The Groups I'm In:
Olde Furts, Tabby and White, ~Mammoth Cats~
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Why won't I eat?
Catster Awards:
Diary of the day!
7/21/2010
I've Been On Catster Since:
| December 2nd 2006 |
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More than 6 years! |
Stars Given In The Past Month:
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
433345
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February 2nd 2013 12:57 pm
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This is my first birthday here at the bridge. I have lots of friends here but I miss my family. I miss being held and petted by Dad. I miss wrestling with my sister and bobbing my other sister on the head with my paw. I see them from my perch and they're getting along. Lena loves her game of "get the ball" when Dad tosses her ball up the stair case and Lena runs after it as it bounces down. They take turns sleeping in the new cat bed. Wish I had one of those but Dad's pillow smells better.
I just wanted to thank everyone who sent their well wishes and say that I miss you all.
December 5th 2012 7:19 pm
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Today I got to be another Daily Diary Pick! Not the main one featured on the front page, but still one of the chosen. One of our new friends was also chosen. Sheela's a lucky kitty. She got rescued twice by the same family. One which took her out of the shelter and again when the later adoption didn't work out. Now she's at home again and getting back to normal. Go on over and say "hi" and tell her humans how wonderful they are.
Dad had to cancel his credit card today. He's had the same number for years and memorized it. But someone got a hold of the information and try to buy chemicals in France! Isn't that cool? Wait, no it isn't cool. Now he has to wait to get the new card and memorize a new number. And he can't get food for the girls until it comes (well he can pay cash but that's a pain). I wonder how they got Dad's information and what they wanted those chemicals for. If this were a movie, it would be one of those cool spy films with gadgets, explosions, pretty women, and a villain who likes to laugh.
December 1st 2012 3:39 pm
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I had to let you go to the bridge 6 months ago, Buddy. I know you didn't want to go. You were loyal and affectionate right to the end. But you were sick and wouldn't get better. We both knew it was better this way than to let you suffer longer. You wouldn't have lasted longer before the cancer caused you to starve to death. I couldn't let that happen. When the vet gave you the final shot you went so quickly. You knew it was OK to go.
I still miss you and thank about you every day. I remember how you waited six months to be adopted and how quickly you adjusted to living with me. I remember how you made biscuits on my arm just two days after arriving. You always greeted me at the door when I got home from work or if I was gone a few hours on errands. We spent hours together happy knowing the other was close by. Sometimes all you wanted was to touch me and know I was there.
I hope you're having fun at the Bridge playing with the other kitties there. I'll never know where you came from or your history. I hope you think of me too.
The girls are getting along better. Lena no longer swipes at Pepi every time she walks by (now it's just half the time). Pepi will sometimes be there at the door when I get home and meow. I haven't added a third kitty yet. You can't be replaced but I have to be sure the girls are well loved and with my work schedule I only have time for two. If you lead a desperate kitty to our home, it will be welcome. I will make the time. But no one will ever replace you.
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