Sex: Male Weight: 8 lbs.
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Ernest, Ernest T, Baybeez. Dad also calls him Ernestine. ????
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June 12th 2006
Black and White
Why, his Meowmie of course!! (and also the most expensive wet food on the shelf.)
Not being fed his breakfast before I have mine. Chasing a squirrel up a really high tree and then having to have mommy talk him down. Maybe bolting out the back door wasn't such a good idea!! ;-)
Catnip mice and his big sister, Delilah
Favorite Nap Spot:
Anyplace there's a little patch of sun, but mostly on the bed with his brofur, Izzie or on my lap.
Purina Medleys, pretzels, cat treats and anything we have for dinner (he will help himself to anything on my plate he finds interesting. He REALLY likes grilled steak.)
Ernie comes when called just like a dog. He is also a Great Black Hunter of the Fearsome Mole people in our backyard.
When I lost my little old man, Shizzie, I knew I had to give a home to another homeless cat because there are SO MANY out there. I know this because I did Humane rescue work in my hometown. I had recently picked up a male kitten who had been dropped off at a local vet's office. I fell in love with him, but already had my Hope and Shizz and hubby said no more cats. Time went on (almost six months) and Ernie wasn't adopted yet. (Sometimes there is just no figuring out how such a sweet kitty could not get adopted). When Shizzie died, I thought of Ernie. A friend in the organization was fostering him and she said he would be perfect for our house of three dogs and one other cat. And...she was right! Ernie is a sweet little baby, a lap cat, a watcher of cat, squirrel and gerbil tv and an all around wonderful addtion to our home!
Ernie has the talent of loving to explore. He recently pushed out the screen in the upstairs bedroom and made his way to the highest part of our roof. I saw him up there when I let our dogs outside at 11:15PM and he was me-owing up there. I had to drag a 12 foot ladder to the side of the house, climb up it and coax him down. That was scary! (And why I think he has 8 lives left.)
Ernie has also made friends with our Springer Spaniel, Cady, who is is laying with in the photo. (They are both sound asleep.) He is also trying to make friends with our Shepherd Husky, Jessie, and that relationship is a love/hate one.
Always loved...always missed.
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|April 11th 2007
||More than 7 years!
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September 4th 2008 10:28 am
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I have been up here at The Rainbow Bridge for two weeks now, and it is very beautiful. There are no cars or mean people up here, just animals who are waiting for their families. Every so often, one of my new furrends stops playing, looks up, barks or meows happily and runs to the big white, sparkly bridge. I see them dance around or jump up on their family purrson, and their purrson(s) hug them. There are tears, but they are now happy and not sad tears. Then they walk away, and I am happy that my furrend got to be with their purrson again, just like we all knew it would happen. One day my people will come up here, too. I know all their other furrends who are up here like Marcie, Brandy, Kaysie, Trixie, Lucy, Stella, Rainey, Crystal, Porter (who was hit by a car like I was), Grace, and others I haven't met yet. We all play together and talk about how much we were loved down on Earth. We don't want our family to miss us because we really are happy up here! There is always a place we can go to look right down on our people, through the big, fluffy clouds and send them our messages of love. We know that sometimes when they smile for no apparent reason or feel kind of warm and happy, that's when they get our message.
I can't wait to see my family again, but I really am content up here. I don't hurt anymore where the car hit me, and no one paints on my nose ;-) (Sorry meowmie). There are lots of things for me to chase, and at night, we all curl up together, say our prayers, and take looong catnaps.
Sending all our love to all of you,
August 20th 2008 7:50 am
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This is my first and last diary entry. Today, when Meowmie let me out, she didn't know it would be the last time she saw me. I loved to go outside and explore the fields and yards around my neighborhood, but today I guess I just wasn't being careful. I got hit by a car and killed. A kind lady saw me by the side of the road and picked me up. I was still breathing and she took me to the nearest doctor, which just happened to be my doctor. Meowme had me micro-chipped just last week. They read my chip and the lady at the doctor's office called meowmie with the sad news that I had gone to The Bridge.
I loved to go outside and that's where I died. I will miss all my people and brofur and sisfur down on Earth, but I will wait for them to get to The Bridge. In the meantime, I will have fun exploring up here!
February 15th 2008 10:50 am
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I haven't written for a while because not much has been happening. I've been keeping to myself and behaving. Izadore gets into enough trouble for the both of us. Mommy says I'm grown up and mature now, so I can't really get away with some of the stuff I used to do. On March 19th, it will be a year since I was adopted and came here to live. Before that, I lived with one of Mommy's friends and her cats and dogs. Before that, I lived at an Emergency Pet Clinic in a cage. Mommy says she thinks she saw me there when she came to get some other kitties for the PetsMart adoption cages but she doesn't remember. She says she knows there has to be a reason why I wasn't adopted by anyone else--she means that I was destined for her!
This is the end of our first week of babysitting for our human sister's litter of one baby. Mommy is tired, but he is a good baby and doesn't wake us up too much with his crying and stuff. Mommy says taking care of a baby is a lot of work. She hasn't had a baby for 27 years since our human brother was a baby. She says that's why God doesn't let Grandmas have babies! Anyway, I think I'm going to sit on her lap for a little while tonight. I'm tired, too!
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