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Coloration: Red Tabby
Likes: Her mummy, her sister Puss Puss pictured below, fresh ham, exploring the roof .
Pet-Peeves: Being petted when she's not in the mood. The yappy dog next door and...The vacuum cleaner monster
Favorite Toy: At the moment fuzzy jingle balls, catnip pillow and white mousie from Bruce in England
Favorite Nap Spot: On my clean folded washing, on top of the laundry cupboard on her blankey and in mummy's bed
Favorite Food: Hot roast chicken, ham off the bone, people tuna, eggy milk and ballies. AND toast and vegemite....yummmm
Skills: Can smell hot chicken through lead walls. Retrieving toys thrown. See the picture of me begging for cheese, how undignified.
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: My son saved this tiny kitten from the "bucket of death by drowning." Some hideous human he knew through a friend of a friend had her on death row because she was the runt of her litter. His explanation - no one wants a skinny ginger kitten that looks sickly- WHAT THE, I love ginger cats. You nasty man - by some miracle all the kittens went to good homes thanks to my son and the nasty man's daughter.
Rizzys mum was a street kid living in a shed at the back of the house around the corner. I offered to have her mummy desexed but the nasty man who lived there wouldn't agree. That cat had kittens every season so the local school kids would take them in.
That leaves my baby. How did Rizzy get to our house?
I found my son late one afternoon dozing on the sofa with a heavy quilt over him. I was immediately suspicious because it was the middle of summer. Whatcha got under the blanket I asked. Nothin' he replied.
Then I pulled back the covers to reveal a tiny ginger fur-ball. I am a sucker for cats at the best of times and we already had 3. Ah well whats one more. I bonded with Rizza straight away and its been like that ever since.
My son is almost 27 now and Rizzy almost 11. She is without doubt my favourite feline of all time and I've known a few. She loves her mummy unconditionally and when I say "time for bed" she runs into my room and jumps up on the pillows.
She instantly became head of our household. My hubby and I adore her. She has quite a personality. (She's very bossy.) But she's my baby and she knows it. Gotta love that cat.
Bio: She thinks she the reincarnation of a princess, so we don't say anything to upset her little fantasy. Hate to burst her bubble.
Lives Remaining: 9 of 9
Forums Motto: I am a Princess I just look like a cat
The Groups I'm In: "Cobblestone Square", ♥ Angel Circle of Love for Simba ♥, ♥♥♥Love of Pups N Cats♥♥♥, ****PURRS AND WOOFS FOR THE MISSING****, **Cats and Dogs Against Global Warming**, ♥ Hello Kitty Fan Club ♥, **Tabbies With 'Tudes** , Australian Pet Owners, AWA Country Club ... International HQ, Brilliant Orange Cats Unite, Cat World Domination, Catster Marketplace, Kitty Place, KittyWhiskas For Catsters, Moggies unite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11, Muppet's Bucket (HQ-approved fundraiser), Oceanic Flight 815, Olde Furts, ORANGE AND WHITE AND WE LOOK ALIKE!!!, Orange kitties ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, Orangie Girls, P*I*F (Paw it Forward), PAWS Angels WAGS for Kindness, Samoa's Detective Agency, The Hazel Lucy Appreciation Society, The Kitty Complaints Gallery, ~♥*Kitty Cat Love*♥~
The Last Forum I Posted In: Godspeed Beautiful Catsy
I look just awful. The baby birdie has flown away (see prev diary entry) so I am allowed outside and I did a very un-princess like thing. I rolled in a patch of dirt. I look hideous. And now, of all days, I'm Diary of the Day.
It's 7.00pm here and my stylist is unavailable. She's cooking dinner. OMC. Breathe in, breathe out. (Thinks...Rub dirt on carpet to remove. My sweetie Furmy simply cannot see me looking like this).
I am Daily Diary Pick and I am so honoured. I would like to thank Catster, all the people who voted for me (or the one) and Rocky Ann, Ishy, Tate and family and Mercy for my faster than light speed gifts. Oh and Eddy for making it all possible and Morris and Hannah. (Tagged 3 times in 3 days I'm exhausted, but I love playing tag).
I would like to have thanked my stylist but if I complain I won't get a piece of that delicious Atlantic Salmon that's frying away in the pan.
So, as drab as a cat babe can look, that's me. And with a stiff upper lip, a little pride and some dignity I accept this wonderful award.
[Puss-Puss rushes in dancing...] YAY YAY YAY for Riz, (shoosh Puss, a little decorum please). Puss gets over excited sometimes. She looks up to me and I try to be a good role model.
Love from Rizza (grinning like a Cheshire Cat) Woo hoo. Oops sorry, got carried away.
My friend Edwina (Eddy) tagged me and I have been tagged twice this week so I will try to be more inventive with my thankful things this time.
1. I am thankful for my sunshine patch. Because if I can't go outside (baby birdie just learning to fly) then I can imagine I'm in the garden watching the flowers and bushes swaying in the wind, hear the sounds of the neighborhood kids and all the squawking mother birds yelling at someone else's pussy cat. I can imagine chasing leaves and swatting at butterflies. I can lay here contentedly knowing I'm safe, warm and have food and water in the next room.
2. I am thank ful for my toys. If I get bored I can pounce on the alligator under the couch until he gives up wanting to eat me. (Catnip pillow). I can belt that soccer ball into the net (or curtains) and win the world cup for Tabbies with Tudes. And I can pinch all of mummys hair ties (precious treasure) and bury them where she will never find them. Hee Hee.
3. As much as I hate to admit it, I am thankful for Puss. I never get lonely when she is around. Besides she was behind the door when they gave out smarts, so doesn't mind me using her for a trampoline or for target practice.
4. I am grateful for my sound judgement in choosing adoptive parents who love me twice as much as their natural child....my words not theirs.
5. I am thankful that I live in Australia. A magical place to live where anyone can have the kind of life they choose and whether rich or poor or somewhere in-between never really have to go without.
PS. But I am still most thankful for my mummy. Kiss. Snuggle.
1. What color is your collar?
Princesses like mwah do not, nor ever have worn a collar. Palease. WE royals find it rather demeaning. However we do not discriminate against those who do.
2. What kind of food do you eat?
I love my kibble with the crunchy cheesy bits in it. Fresh chicken meat cut up small. Cooked fish from mummy or daddy's plate (I wont leave them alone until I get some), oh and ham, fresh and only the best quality. (I hate to admit it, my figure you know, but I do have a fondness for fried bacon). SSh don't tell.
3. What are your favorite treats?
Absolutely without doubt a couple of bruised catnip leaves. Mummy picks them then squishes them a bit to release the smell. It's wonderful. If I don't eat them I spend ages rolling and sliding on them. I smell so beautiful after that.
4. Do you have a Valentine or significant other?
Of course. A beautiful cat babe like me has many admirers, some secret others...well...obvious. BUT my heart belongs to Furman Dexter Baggins of the Cape Cod Bagginses, very well to do felines they are and Furmy is very devoted to me. His picture is on my page but I can't say what he wrote on the back of it, it's far too personal to share....
5. Do you get table scraps?
Certainly not! I do not get scraps of any description. I get my own plate on the floor and a small portion of food placed on said plate during the course of the meal. So by definition, they can't possibly be scraps. They're portions. Right?
6. What is your favorite toy?
A couple of years ago now my dear friend Brucie and his family from England sent me a little white catnip filled mousie. It is still my favourite toy.
7. When is your birthday?
Mummy worked out it was November the 6th. I have just turned 11. However I am frisky and agile and still have my figure and looks for an, ahem, middle aged feline.
8. How many times a day do you eat?
I'm a bit picky and finnicky so for breakfast I have fresh chicken breast, just a little and a small can of fancy feast tuna and prawns in gravy. My sister Puss eats everything left on any plate within 2 miles of our house.
(That's why she has a weight problem, but won't admit it.)
For dinner an entree of my favouite kibble followed by some salmon or chicken flavoured fancy feast - only the gourmet tins of course!
9. Do you have a favorite color?
Definitely pink. All princesses prefer pink, and it has to be sparkly, very sparcatly.
10. Do you hope all your pals put this in their diary?
Yes, but I realise we are all busy so if they don't that's OK. There will always be another game of tag and I like playing tag.