Elliot, The Pure (1990-1996)


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Picture of Elliot, The Pure (1990-1996), a male Domestic Long Hair

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"Nice cool sink makes summer better."

Home:Charlotte, NC  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male

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Cat position. Mom assumes this position during massages.

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"Cat position. Mom assumes this position during massages."

Oh, happy, fascinating soap bubbles. How you burst and tickle me.

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"Oh, happy, fascinating soap bubbles. How you burst and tickle me."

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Oh, lovely sun!

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"Oh, lovely sun!"

Hi! What

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"Hi! What's up?"

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It moved AGAIN!

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"It moved AGAIN!"

Me and my sweet sister.

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"Me and my sweet sister."

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

Coloration:
Orange & White Tabby

Likes:
Being a lap kitty

Pet-Peeves:
Leto, The Evil

Favorite Toy:
Leto, The Evil

Favorite Nap Spot:
Next to Leto

Favorite Food:
Science Diet, in as large a quantity as possible

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
Dear Elliot was one of a litter of kittens that appeared on the second floor balcony of my apartment. I was feeding their momma, a stray who I didn't know was pregnant. Though I didn't want to adopt another kitty due to allergy induced asthma (and eventually ended up hospitalized for a week because of it), the momma picked me. I found homes for all the kitties, except Elliot who I couldn't bear to part with. He was such a lovey, sweet kitty.

Bio:
Sadly one day, Elliot got out and was hit by a car. It nearly broke my heart. Rest in peace, dear Elliot.

Forums Motto:
I'm a lover, not a fighter.

The Groups I'm In:
Brilliant Orange Cats Unite, The Baltimore Orioles Clubhouse

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Meow!

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I've Been On Catster Since:
April 14th 2007 More than 2 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
520668

for 901 days

Meet my family


Margaret
Mayberry
(Maggie)

Leto, The Evil
(1989-1998)

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BUDDIE..ALWAYS
LOVED

Mookie (In
Memory
2/86-3/04)

McKenna ALWAYS
LOVED

Ricki (We Miss
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Angel (In
Memory 5/99)

Hazel Lucy

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8/15/95~5/16/0
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Harry

☮ Riley

Jack

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t.s. (talking straight) by elliot


My work will never be done


July 12th 2007 11:44 am
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Morris sent me here, but what am I to do??

That butthead never listened to me before, why would he listen now? I'm really stumped for ideas. I've tried everything.

You know the thing I'm really worried about? Sweet Maggie is going to suffer the fallout of his mischief. I just know it. It wasn't enough he tormented me, now he has to torment her, as well.

She doesn't deserve it. She really is the nicest cat who ever lived, and I'm not just saying that because she's so dang cute and soft. The way she cuddles mom every morning...well, even sweetie me didn't do that. (Though I did try to wash mom's hair a few times and I haven't seen Maggie attempt that job!)

Anyway, I wish he would just stop pestering everyone. He gets on a tear and there's nothing can be done. Once he sets his mind to something, not even Morris could persuade him otherwise. And as far as his sense of humor goes, well, it's a crowd of one who can appreciate it.

Elliot the Pure, Tormented Foreverafter


he's at it again


July 8th 2007 10:32 am
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here i was enjoying the peaceful bliss of the afterlife when in comes Morris.

"elliot," he said, "he's at it again."

i got a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach and i knew the answer even without asking the question, but i asked anyway. "who?"

"you know who."

i nodded. yes, i knew. the trouble maker who tormented me in life was now tormenting me and disturbing my peace in the hereafter.

"so?" i asked, knowing a mission was about to be assigned me.

"you have to go check on him."
"but i don't want to!" i protested, knowing the futility of my words and groans. we obey Morris, even if we don't want to.
"i know." he replied in all his compassion.

so here i am, checking on the evil one.


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