American Shorthair
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Home:Syracuse, NY  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 10 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 7 lbs.

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Lilith, LilyLily Legs, Lili Von Poop, Creamsicle, Ghost Kitty & Marshee.

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Orange & White Tabby

Salmon flavored treat-ees! mmmm.....

When nobody wants to play with her she goes off to Spunkytown & gets into all kinds of mischief.

Favorite Toy:
Doofus the catnip Dog, mylar streamers wand, her ribbon on a stick, pine cones from the spruce tree, New York State tax forms, Pep Boys newspaper ad

Favorite Nap Spot:
In the dormer on the window seat blanket.

Favorite Food:
ProPlan chicken, Good Life Recipe treats, steamed chicken & tuna fish water.

Somersaulting. Running around Lily-nilly. Leaping tall buildings with a single bound. Last but not least... being flatulent.


Arrival Story:
Lily came to live at HQ as a stray kitten on a very wintry night. She had been found sitting on the side doorstep crying her heart out. She probably could sense that other animals may have lived in the house and in her little kitty mind maybe she supposed there would be room for her too.

Lily has personality plus. Not only does she have a very sweet nature but she observes her surroundings very astutely & uses that information to her best advantage. In other words, Lily is very very smart. Her biggest fault, not that has she many, is that she insists on lapping drips from the faucet instead of drinking from a bowl. This drives her humans nuts. She loves to do tricks & one of her very favorites is somersaulting head over heels when she's ready to play. She loves to be held lying on her back so she can see her world from upside down and she's an expert in yoga. Contorting her body this way and that way is one of her best talents. One of her most favorite places to roost is the storage cabinet on the patio (her personal IMAX theater) where she has the very best seat in the house to watch a variety of birds, chipmunks & squirrels at their feeders.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Leapin' Lily

The Last Forum I Posted In:
In memory of the Jacksonville cats...

Lily was a finalist in the 2008 World's Coolest Dog & Cat Show!
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My royal title:
I am announced at the Pussycat Ball as:

Her Grace Lady Lily the Essential of Goosnargh on the Carpet

Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

My favorite movie:
The cat was my inspiration to forge onward. I almost froze to death trying to find a home.

My favorite book:

My boyfriend & dog pal:

This is my Yoga instructor:

I've Been On Catster Since:
March 7th 2007 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
Elsa *in
loving memory*
Josie ~ in
loving memory
Silky (forever
in my heart)
Gus ~ in
loving memory

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Lily's Life

I am NOT a Delectable Morsel.

June 29th 2008 6:08 pm
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I can't help it if I was born water colored. I'm an orange tabby but I pale next to some of the handsome & gorgeous orange tabby cats here on Catster. With that in mind, ever since I came to live at H.Q., my humans' seemingly favorite hobby has been to come up with all sorts of nicknames they think would be fitting for my pastel tabby-ness.

I love my humans but I will loudly mew that they are very cuckoo. However, using my innate feline perception of all that's holy and good (especially those yummy salmon treats), I patiently put up with their daft folly.

My very first nickname was "Water Lily" because of my fascination with dripping water. Lili Von Poop came about because of flatulence due to rich food which I no longer eat. LilyLilyLegs came next because, in the certain stage of kittenhood I was in at the time, I could leap to really high places with a single bound. Something like Superman's Cat would do. I was also "Creamsicle" because of my creamy white fur and orange topping. Then I was Marshmallow of which I don't mind at all. I do sorta answer to "Marshee" and I really don't care when they tell others that I'm a perfectly "toasted" marshmallow. But lately I am getting worried. Would you believe that now I'm a "delectable morsel"?!? me-OW. I can't even imagine what kind of nickname they could derive from "delectable morsel" & I never want to imagine it either!

Somebody has got to help my humans. Seriously.


Gee I can't have ANY fun.

October 10th 2007 6:26 am
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Meeowww boo hoo! My humans won't let me play with the rubberbands that hold the morning paper together! Now they're making it an important point to throw them in the trash the second they bring the paper inside. I only want to bite them in half but I will admit that more than once or twice they DID catch me chewing on a piece. They also hid the container that holds their home office rubberband supply somewhere other than on the desk. Now my fetish has been stifled.

They're always saying that I'm so smart so I'm hoping to come up with an excellent way to stifle one of their fetishes. Perhaps the one that they make me endure while being held on my back --all that seemingly endless smooching on a certain spot on my marshmallow-like neck. Yeah thats it -- no more kissing! Zero, zilch, Nada-ka-bodda. Take that you inconsiderate silly humans!



March 14th 2007 5:38 pm
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I got spayed this week! The doctor said I sailed through the operation but even so, they kept me in a cage overnight and then made me go home with a big clumsy plastic collar that I couldn't even walk in! I understand it's for my own good, but why do they make the collars so huge that I can't even walk? Can't they make them just a little bit smaller, especially for tiny kitties like me? My humans are wondering this too. It just doesn't seem practical.

I want to play with my toys again so bad, but my people won't let me do ANYTHING fun. They are always following me around the house and spying on me, too. And then they grab me and give me medicine from a big tube! Ptooey yuck! Nothing makes me madder. But I get a special chicken treat if I'm good, so I'm learning to be good!

Time to go back to sleep for another 6 hourszzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

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