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Home:Omaha, NE  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 15 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 12 lbs.

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Kona Kitty, Kona Girl,

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-pound cat-cat rescue

January 1st 2002

Orange & White Tabby

I love to sit on the stairs my Grandpa made me, nibble on my catnip and look out the window

the 2 dogs my Mom and Dad think are cool. Cats Rule - Dogs drool!

Favorite Toy:
My Grandma buys me the best toys at Christmas. I love my plastic disc with a ball inside and my voice activated mouse that laughs at me!

Favorite Nap Spot:
on the dining room chair or anywhere in front of a window. But at night it's at my mom's side

Favorite Food:
I ONLY eat Science Diet K/D but Mom says it's making me fat so they are trying to get me to switch to a light food. Blech

I love to gaze at the pretty lights on the Christmas tree... and I catch a bug here and there


Arrival Story:
My mom came to meet me at the Nebraska Humane Society, when she was in the adoption room visiting with other kitties, I kept looking at her giving her my most pathetic look so she'd decide to want me and it worked!!! She took me to my new home! Little did I know that Elsie was the alpha... that was a bit of a rude awakening for me. I hid for weeks under the bed - I was scared of everything. I got along fine with Elsie - she dominated everyone! I miss her sometimes, but I'm glad to finally be the alpha cat. Mom says I've become a better cat and that I'm more friendly and much braver. I hate it when mom & dad read - I try to make it really hard for them by sitting on their books or newspaper. Reading for humans is bad. I must not allow them to become more informed - it's part of my world domination plot.

A Note from Kona's Mom: For the first few years of Kona's life she bordered on neurotic. She was afraid of EVERYTHING and it was impossible to get close to her. She'd hide for days if the doorbell rang... We were at wits end and her doctor prescribed kitty Prozac for her. We had been against any kind of meds, but she was so terrified all the time, we elected to try it for a time. If you look at the bottom picture of her with the bandana on, this is how Kona used to look. She fought the meds and won - we stopped trying to give her the Prozac and an amazing transformation happened. All of a sudden she has become more and more social. We still can't pick her up, but she will sit on our laps for hours and be petted. She is unafraid of the dogs or people and actually will walk through a room and 'own it'. I don't know if the meds for the short time she was on them did something that helped or if she just decided to make the change on her own, but it truly has been the tale (or should I say tail) of two kitties.

Lives Remaining:
7 of 9

Forums Motto:

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Are you safe in your own home???

People Are Strange by Jim Morrison:


I've Been On Catster Since:
December 23rd 2006 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

Meet my family
Badger, TDIJambalaya,
Elsie - Best
Friend - 19
Taysia Blue
Blue Ice, CGCMackey

Meet my Feline Friends
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The World According to Kona

A Message of Hope from Kona's mom. www.WhereIsBlue.com

December 15th 2008 1:46 pm
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Christmas time is full of heart tugging stories; I have been witness to several while working as a volunteer at my local animal shelter.

I learned of a kitten who was making its way to his new home, moving from Alaska to Maryland. When the family stopped for gas in a suburb of Omaha, the kitten got out of the car. The family looked for awhile, but had to keep moving. I don’t remember if it were days or weeks later, but the kitten showed up at the shelter, well fed and very well cared for. The assessment team checked for a microchip and lo and behold, there was information in the system. The alternate contact was reached in Arizona who put the shelter in touch with the family’s new contact information in Maryland. The kitten flew on a plane within days and was reunited with her family – and was home for the holidays.

Another story I was told was about a dog. A trusted companion of a man in California one day went missing. The man was heartbroken and looked and looked for his dog. Days turned to weeks, weeks to months and months to years. He believed that his dog was stolen, but couldn’t be sure. He thought of his friend often and wondered if he was alive, if he was warm and loved and happy. Half way across the country a German Sheppard found its way to our shelter. He was scanned for a microchip and the owner was called. Imagine the man’s surprise when after 3 long years is dog was found all the way in Nebraska. The man caught the first flight he could find to reunite himself with his dog, he rented a car and they both drove home.

These stories make me happy, they make me cry tears of joy and fill my heart with hope.

These stories make me ask, where is Blue? These stories give me hope that Blue may someday be found. It may be miles away; it may be years from now. My prayer is that Blue will one day find his way back home. www.WhereIsBlue.com.


Feeling BLUE

November 5th 2007 10:01 am
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A friend of mine is missing. His name is Blue - officially Yukonwind's Doobie Blues.

I still believe that he is alive and I still believe that he will be found. I have to believe... what would I do if I were missing? Would my humans look for me... would they still look for me after 2 months? after 6? Would other people help them or would they be all alone too? Would someone find me and try to make me theirs? Would I wonder searching for food and shelter? I'd be scared... this I know... I was a shelter kitty... I know what its like to be lost and alone. I wouldn't want that for any pup or cat.

Blue is alive, I feel it, but he's scared. He wants to come home and he wonders if anyone cares... if anyone is looking for him.

My humans live many miles away. They have never met Blue or Blue's humans but they are trying in any way to help... help spread the word, help find blue.

My hu-dad spend 10 hours yesterday creating a beautiful website to draw attention to Blue. Mom and other hu-moms from Dogster have spend hours organizing the effort.

So... why do they help strangers? For many reasons, but mostly because they know that this could just as easily be me. How helpless would any of us, pup, kitties or humans feel? Who else could we turn to who would truly understand? We do this because we put ourselves in the shoes of Blue and Blue's humans and because we've come to know that even as strangers, we'd be there for each other...

We do it for our own family. We do it for the friends we've made here - we do it because we know if any one of us is in need, we will be there for each other.

We do it because Blue needs us... and we all have something to offer, we can all help and add to a sum that is so much bigger than just one.

Please help us - please post this in your diary. Please click here to go to WhereIsBlue.com and help us get Blue home!! and share it with your friends, ask your humans to share it with there friends. Please pay this forward - we would do the same for you.

Blue, a black and white Siberian Husky (4 year old male, brown eyes, microchipped) has been missing since May 8, 2007 from Brighton, MI.

Dogster page: http://www.dogster.com/dogs/620507

Website : WhereIsBlue.com

E-mail: inform@whereisblue.com

Telephone: (313) 550-6095
Reward offered for his return, no questions asked.

Permission and gratitude for cross posting. Thank you!

BEING LOST -- FROM A DOG'S PERSPECTIVE (but its no different for a kitty cat!)

The gate was left open
one bright sunny day
So I thought I would go,
explore, run, and play.

Seeing new things,
this is such fun!
But where do I go,
now that I’m done?

Was it back this way,
or maybe that
Where is my home?
I want to go back.

I have on my collar,
it’s red, white and blue
But, I don’t have my tags
to give someone a clue.

A man comes and gets me,
puts me in his truck
He’s taking me home,
Oh, what luck!

Wait a minute,
this isn’t my home
I’m stuck in a cage,
scared and alone.

People come see me,
so I wag my tail
I love the attention
I get in this jail.

The food is okay,
and the bed is too
But I really miss home,
yet what can I do?

I miss my yard,
my bed, and my ball
But, I miss my master
the most of all.

Where is my master?
It must have been weeks
I know he will come.
He really loves me.

Then someone takes me
down a long hall
I’m confused and uncertain,
I stare at the wall.

I feel a prick,
things start to go dark
I think of my master
and me in the park.

I’m going to sleep now
with him on my mind
Little do I know,
my fate has been signed.

I pray when I wake,
he will be there
Holding me close,
stroking my hair.

I’m sorry I strayed,
who knew the cost?
But it doesn’t have to happen
when dogs get lost.

Lisa Williams

This poem is dedicated to the "stray" animals that do not get reclaimed.

Click here to go to WhereIsBlue.com and help us get Blue home!!


I Adopted Your Cat Today

October 23rd 2007 3:53 pm
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I Adopted Your Cat Today
© 2001 Shell

I adopted your cat today.
The one you left at the pound.
The one you had for ten years
and no longer wanted around.

I adopted your cat today.
Do you know he's lost weight?
Do you know he's scared and depressed
and has lost all faith?

I adopted your cat today.
He had fleas and a cold,
but don't worry --
You've unburdened your load.

I adopted your cat today.
Were you having a baby or moving away?
Did you suddenly develop allergies
or was there no reason he couldn't stay?

I adopted your cat today.
He doesn't play or eat much.
He's very depressed,
but he will learn again to trust.

I adopted your cat today
and here he will stay.
He's found his forever home
and a warm bed to lay.

I adopted your cat today
and I will give him all that he could need.
Patience, love, security, and understanding.
Hopefully, he will forget your selfish deed.

Please remember: Animals are not disposable!

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