Chase ^PAWS^


Domestic Shorthair [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book]
Picture of Chase ^PAWS^, a female Domestic Shorthair

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"Adorable Sweet Chasie"

Home:Los Angeles (Downey), CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 12 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 15 lbs.

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I am proud to be a Muppethead!

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"I am proud to be a Muppethead!"

I am proud to be an Olde Furt!

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"I am proud to be an Olde Furt!"

Just checking things out.

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"Just checking things out."

My name is GOLDENEYE!

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"My name is GOLDENEYE!"

Watching the action from a safe distance!

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"Watching the action from a safe distance!"

Just gimme the mouse already!

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"Just gimme the mouse already!"

Happy New Year!!

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"Happy New Year!!"

Casper deserves a second chance!

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"Casper deserves a second chance!"

Merry Christmas!!!

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"Merry Christmas!!!"

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Nicknames:
Roo

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Badges:
Cat News Blog
Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Coloration:
Bicolor

Likes:
I like my own space. I've been here a long time.

Pet-Peeves:
Does not like to be disturbed when sleeping

Favorite Toy:
Balls, furry mice, scratching post

Favorite Nap Spot:
Corner of couch by front door.

Favorite Food:
not allowed people food

Skills:
she is an expert at being very cute

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
I used to work in a factory, surrounded by other factories. When I was at the lunch truck on break, the guys in the next building told me they were feeding a cat under the bushes. There are a lot of Semi-Trucks traveling the alley. I told them I would call her. If she came out to me, I would take her home. Guess what, she was very friendly.

Bio:
I thought she was a grey and white cat. I knew she was greasy from hiding under cars all day. She got a bath, and she ended up being white and orange. With orange eyes that match her fur.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
Don't bug me or pay the price.

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I've Been On Catster Since:
December 12th 2006 More than 2 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
439560

for 946 days

Meet my family


Lexi ^PAWS^

Duke ^PAWS^

Paisan ^PAWS^

Buddy II
^PAWS^

Sasha ^PAWS^

Dylan ^PAWS^

Emma (Angel)
^PAWS^

Eva ^PAWS^

Missy ^PAWS^

Olivia ^PAWS^

Whiskers
^PAWS^

Molly ^PAWS^

Heidi ^PAWS^

Raven ^PAWS^

Happy *Cousin
of Duke &
Lexi*

Buddy I *PAWS*

Friend *Angel
Baby*

Orangie ~PAWS~

OSSO (Bridge
Angel) *PAWS*

RENO (Bridge
Angel) ~PAWS~

Meet my Feline Friends
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Zack, My Angel
8/15/95~5/16/0
9

Harry

☮ Riley

Jack

Enzo Furrari

Hannah

Stinky~More
Purrs Please

Sophie

Xerox

Angus
MacFangus

Annabelle
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Chasie's Own Little World.


Scary


August 17th 2009 3:08 pm
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When I can think straight, I am fine. I can play, be friendly, and act normal. It's when my mind gets all jumbly that is scary. I slap my best friend and sisfur, Livvie. Mom says she lays next to me to protect me. Sometimes, I don't recognize her and I slap her. She does not leave. She just shuts her eyes and lets me smack her, like she understands it is just a moment. When I am normal, I love Livvie and we are snuggly. She seems to just know. But, lately....I seem more lost. Mom has not been sleeping because I scream at night. She has tried everything. Now she leaves the TV on in the living room, after being up for hours trying to comfort me. Usually, I dont recognize her either. I bite and scratch her. She still loves me. When I am ok, I realize how lucky I am to live here, where my other behavior is just forgiven. I would have probably been tossed out or put to sleep if I lived anywhere else. My vet says that I am physically healthy. He jokes that I have Catsheimers. I go to the vet twice a year now. Mom is just too worried about me. My vet visits are always fine. The vet said we will keep an eye on Chase but she is doing ok. So mom has taken it upon herself to watch over me all the time. Poor mommy.
Right now, I am sleeping in the bedroom with Mommy. Well, I am sleeping and she is typing. I cant type in my sleep. MOL.

Purrrrrs!
Chasie


Sometimes I get confused....


August 10th 2009 5:58 pm
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When Dylan bounced off the couch, he scared me and I woke up. I got confused and started crying. Mom came out to see what happened. She saw the cat condo knocked over. Sasha was sniffing it, Dylan was on the couch trying to chill out. The only cat I remember seeing right away was Paisan. He was next to me on the couch. I know he did not do it because he was asleep too. He woke up, but went back to sleep. I was still confused and crying so mom took me into the bedroom with her. I am now hiding under the bed. Maybe now I can sleep with no interruptions.



Purrs,
Chasie


Sorry Mom


August 3rd 2009 12:04 am
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I messed up! I was in the bedroom and a wanted to say Hi to Bluebeard the fish. I accidentally knocked mom's Dr. Pepper onto her keyboard. I did not know what to do, so I went back to the bed and waited for her. When she came back in the room, she saw it right away and tried to save her keyboard. She never got mad at me at all. I thought I was in major trouble. She just asked me if I had fun with the fishie. She could not get the other keyboard to work. Dad had a spare, so mom cleaned it and dad installed it. I still thought I was going to get in trouble. Mom came out later and hugged me and said Chasie, it was not your fault. It was mommy's fault. Wow. I was a bundle of nerves all day! Earlier, I had one of my episodes where I got lost and confused. I went to the bedroom door and started screaming. Mom came and got me. Paisan was already in the bedroom, so she brought me in. Paisan and I go way back. I trust him. I know he will not try to fight or attack me, so I was able to relax. Mom let me walk around and explore. Finally, I got it together. Paisan was hungry, but he stayed with me until he was sure I was ok. Mom let him out of the room when I went to sleep. It helped because I am better tonight...except for when Dylan stepped on my head. I do not like to be touched by other cats. I love Duke. He is my favorite dog. The only cat that is allowed to touch me is Olivia. She is like my personal bodyguard. She will fight off other cats if they try to bug me. If another cat makes me scream, Olivia is right there. I am in very good hands. It is very hard to be senile. The vet jokingly calls my condition "Catsheimers". Mom made a slide show on my page. She could not finish it until dad replaced the keyboard. I like it. Ok, time for me to try and sleep. Hopefully, I wont get the "midnite meowies" as mom calls them. She always gets up and sits with me until I settle down. I have the bestest mom ever!

Purrrrrs,
Chasie


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