Tinker Bell 2003-2006


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Sex: Female

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Cookie, me, and Tinker Bell

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Nicknames:
Tink, Tinky, Tinkybell, Stinker Bell (because she was a little stinker someties)

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

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed

Birthday:
July 4th 2003

Coloration:
Tabby

Likes:
Tinky loved making me feel better when I was sad.

Pet-Peeves:
None until she became chubby.

Favorite Toy:
Almost anything I made or bought for her

Favorite Nap Spot:
In my lap.

Favorite Food:
Fish flavored cat-fodd

Skills:
Tink was so smart she could figure things out for herself!

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Tinker Bell was an "accident", sort of. Her previous owners had a cat (named Chee-Chee) that had kittens every 6 months. I was looking for a kitten, so I got her when she was 8 weeks old. I didn't know anything about BYBs or bad breeders back then. A friend of mine used to own Tink's brother, Kitty-Boy, who looked like a Siamese with long hair.----------------------------- ------Tinker Bell died from gaining too much weight. We'd put her food away and she'd find some way to get to it and tear the bag open. We'd put the food in a plastic container, but the plastic container wouldn't hold the whole bag. We made her an outside cat in an attempt to make her lose weight. Less than a month after living outside, she got liver dysfunction and died two weeks after her last vet visit. I'm not some horrible person who didn't care about my cat and just let her get overweight. I cared about her very much. I eventually thought of putting her food bag on a high shelf, but by then it was too late. I felt bad enough already when she died, I don't need messages telling me that I should feel bad. I'm a responsible owner and I've learned ever so much more since I had Tinker Bell. I use her story as a warning to others not to let their pets get overweight.

Bio:
She would come like a puppy anytime I called her! She would try to make me feel better when I was sad. She loved me unconditionally, as I loved her. She would get mad at me sometimes, but she would never hold a grudge for more than an hour or two. She gained too much weight in 2006, and died of liver dysfunction on September 15th. She was buried the next day, and a few days later a cross was put over her grave. She is loved and missed by all who had the privilege of meeting her. There is hardly a day goes by that I don't think of her, and miss her. Sometimes I miss her more than other times. She was a friend, a true and loyal friend. I miss her terribly. This poem probably most accurately describes how much I miss her---- If tears could build a stairway If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane. I would walk right up to heaven and bring you back again. No farewell words were spoken. No time to say "Goodbye" You were gone before I knew it and only God knows why. My heart still aches with sadness and secret tears still flow. What it meant to love you. No one can ever know. But now I know you want me to mourn for you no more. To remember all the happy times life still has much in store. Since you will never be forgotten I pledge to you this day. A hallowed place within my heart is where you'll always stay.

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The life of a friend is always too short

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A Visit

June 6th 2008 2:01 pm
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This may sound strange, and I'm sure that some won't believe it. But, today my human went outside, asked God if she could "see" m for a moment. She saw something move way up in the sky, like a cloud, but it was there for one or two seconds and then disappeared. Then, I was with her. She could feel my spirit. I talked to her, not with words, but she just knew what I was saying. I stayed with her for a few minutes, then told her that I had to go now. She said "bye, Tinker Bell" and felt my presence go back up to Rainbow Bridge. Though she didn't "see" me with her earthly eyes, God granted me to visit her for a few minutes after she requested it and she "saw" me. It really comforted her. She was looking for assurance that she will meet me once again someday - that my spirit is still there even though my body isn't - , and God gave her the assurance.

 

Tink will be in a book!

March 9th 2008 9:09 pm
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The late Mrs. Daisy's family is puting together a book of all of Mrs. Daisy's poems and have it published! Mrs. Daisy had written several poems, including one about Tinker Bell. It's called "My Kitty Cat".

My Kitty Cat
There's a loving, gentle cat
Just a kitty- cat - Oh well
But she's mine; and I love her
And her name is Tinker Bell
She's a friend, a loving friend
And a real companion, too
A real friend when I am sad
She's always there; she's so true
Her fur is so soft and gentle
When I touch her, she's so warm
She's a constant, real companion
Does not seem to be no harm
She's mine! She's mine! And will be
I'll feed her good food to eat
And fresh water - As long as
Her "meow" sounds low and sweet.



I bet that Tink is purring to Mrs. Daisy in Heaven right now. Interestingly, Mrs. Daisy died the same year as Tinker Bell, only a few months before.

 

My Tail of Devotion for ♥Tinker Bell(R.I.P.)

March 9th 2008 8:56 pm
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Anyone ever known a smart cat? You can bet your last fish Tinker Bell was smarter. She was always very clever. I wouldn't be surprised if she was the smartest cat that ever lived or ever will live. Only a handful of people had the privilege of meeting her face to face. She had a wonderful personality: almost always happy. She would try to make me feel good when I was sad. It worked too! When she was mad, she would give you a hurtful stare and twitches of the tail. But, it all passed in just a few minutes. She had so nice a personality, that a friend of mine (the late Mrs. Daisy) wrote a poem about her ("My Kitty Cat"). She never held a grudge to anyone. She had a short, but happy, life (only three years of living). She was always at ease around all dogs, since she grew up around a German Shepherd. No dog could scare her. In fact, I don't remember ever seeing her scared, except as a young kitten. The first time she got her shots, she was shaking like a leaf. Only a couple of weeks later, when she got more shots, she acted just as if there weren't any being given! When I first got her, she was terrified of the vacumm cleaner! Only a few days later, she would sit right next to it, watching it. If it got too close to her she would simply back a few inches. Nerves of steel! She loved me most of all. She always came when I called "here kitty kitty". The only exception is when she became chubby. She became that way about 2 1/2 years old. She was so chubby that even batting a mouse for a second tired her out....You can imagine what running to me would do to her. Strangly, she died the same year (2006) that Mrs. Daisy did. I like to think she's in Heaven keeping Mrs. Daisy, my grandpa, and other folks company. I also like to think that when I dream about her it's not just a dream. I think it's really her, trying to comfort me. It would be just like her to think of me like that.


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