July 26th 2007 3:18 am
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Uh-oh! It seems i have been tagged! for everyone i tag just scroll down, rules are at the bottom. Well here goes nothing...!
1. I love my people, if the house is too quiet and I can't find them, I will go 'on the hunt' to find them, when I find them, I will sit on them. If they are not home, I will *scold* them when they return home and demand a treat for compensation.
2. I'm the smallest in size here, but nothing bothers me... Not the sound of fireworks, thunder or the vacuum. I never hide, I just stay hanging out wherever I was before the sounds started.
3. I'm the most vocal cat here - both in terms of how often and how different are my sounds. If you imitate back what I say to you, I will 'talk back' and we can have conversations. (and like the other 2 here, I can understand and will respod to both English and Russian - although I can't speak either languages)
4. I never get tired of belly rubs. If I roll over and show you my belly, I want it rubbed, you can rub it until your hand falls off and it still wouldn't be enough for me.
5. My first toy in my forever home, was a plush brown bear finger-puppet. That our meomie stuffed catnip up into his head area (That'll teach that bear)
It's still my most favorite toy, although there is the basket full of the variety of toys on the floor for me to choose from
6. I started the clipped nail craze here in this house. My previous shelter kept all our nails clipped. My forever family liked that and keep my front paws clipped and instituted it too for Nuk.
7. I can see invisible mice. ;) sometimes they're on the floor and need stomping with my paws, sometimes they run through the house and need chasing.
The "Tag! You're It!" Rules:
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write in their own diary about their seven things and the rules of the "Tag! You're it!" game. You also need to choose seven other cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave each cat you tagged a comment (Catster Paw Mail) that you tagged them and instructions to read your diary for details of game play. Have fun tagging and meeting new kitties (hint: check recently updated diaries to find some kitties who haven't been tagged that might have fun playing the game.)!!!
My Seven Catsters:
Nuk
Taag
Simba
Nala
Hildee
Kero
Bella
May 24th 2008 7:45 am
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Can you believe it? A year of Caturdays have passed since I was adopted and came to live in my forever home. May 30th will be my *official* adopt-a-versary, but this is the last Caturday before it.
A year of staying home on Caturdays lounging around and loving my humans. A year of treats and laps and cuddles and kisses.
I got to be a *Calendar Girl* for TKC (The Kitties Club.) I had my picture featured in the month of March montage of kitties.
My rescue, (for whom I will always keep a special warm place in my heart) put up my picture(s) in their 'Forever Homes' - Photo Gallery.
WoW! I went from 'homeless' to 'starlet'.
I hear everyday that "I'm adorable."
I like that, but it hasn't gone to my head. I will always remain, sweet, loving and humble.
I must be special though... The rose that's tiled on my profile page was painted by my very own human Mama. Taag can't say that (although her rose background, was Mama's real life 'International Woman's Day' rose, and the picture was taken by Mama) Nuk can't say that either (although his profile background is his own fur!)
I am so thankful for so many things. From the fact that I was found and got to live in a safe (NO-Kill) shelter, until my forever people could meet me. Although life in a shelter can't compare with life in a forever home, shelter life beats street life without a doubt. In your forever home, you can sleep with or on your people, or just walk all over their heads. You can *help* them with the cooking, *help* them with the laundry. You can even *help* them when they're at the computer, and keep their hands busy petting you.
(P.S. The laundry basket also makes a great afternoon 'bed' - and you can put back on their clothing, all the cat hair that they just washed off.)
Dear kitties waiting for adoption, take heart! Dreams do come true, it will happen for you. Your forever people are out there and every day brings them a little closer to finding you.
I met my people by *accident* My shelter took us out for 'Adoption Events' every 1st and 3rd Caturday (and Sundays) of each month. My people went to the store that Caturday for catnip - and there they met me. Who knows what lucky circumstance will bring your people to you!
Wishing for all who read this, and for all whom I love and who love me, For you all, another year of Caturdays filled with love and laughter and light!
May 24th 2008 9:47 pm
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My 'Itty Bitty Pretty One'
Do you know just how devastingly adorable you are? Do you know that when you look at me with your big eyes in your little head, or tilt your head just so -There is nothing on Earth that I could refuse to you.
(Provided that it was not harmful to you.)
Do you understand just how your kneads and treads melts my heart or how *having a conversation* of mews with you lifts my soul? Do you know that when you curl on me, warm and contendly, that it is I who sighs in unison with you.
Do you know that when your shelter Papa told us "how long you'd been waiting for your forever home, and that you had been having trouble finding your forever home because of your leg "- that I went home that day and cried. I cried that such a sweet girl should ever want for anything.
I cried because of people's inability to see your inner perfection in an outwardly imperfect body.
I thought of you often over the next days and although we had never shared our life with more than two cats at one time, we knew that we wanted to be the ones to give you our home as your forever home.
I talked again with your shelter, but this time with your shelter Mama, asking more questions about your personality, and explaining the 'family dynamic' that we already had in place here. Everything I learned only reinforced that our home would be enriched with you as part of our family.
We filled out our adoption application and when we learned that we were approved I was the happiest woman on Earth. We prepared for your arrival, like anxious parents awaiting a new family member.
From that first night here with us, through the present day you have only continued to delight and amaze us. Your gentleness, your love, your spirit are so beautiful
- You are a little furry angel, on four feet.
I no longer look back and cry for the people who passed you up.
Instead I feel that "it was not meant to be" *they* who would give you their home.
*They* were only passing you up, because you were meant to come home with us. Everyday I am thankful to *them* Their loss was our greatest gain.
You got to keep your name that your shelter had given you. There is no better name for you than Sweets. Everything about you is so sweet!
Do you know my little darling, just how much I'm aware that one day you will break my heart. One day when your Earthly body just can't hold your spirit any longer, I will be inconsolable.
I write this now to you, so that on that terrible day, perhaps I can come and read these words that I wrote just for you, straight from my heart to yours.
I can take comfort from the fact that the days we share of love will always be stronger than any pain.
My Darling Sweets, Thank YOU - simply that you are YOU.
This is a special Tail of Devotion
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July 25th 2008 8:38 pm
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. . . Most times my fused right patella doesn't cause me any problems. I can run, I can jump, I can sit and lie comfortably by arranging it 'just so' - it may look strange and awkward, but it suits me.
Well, early yesterday morning I was doing my grooming routine and that includes cleaning my ears. Of course I scratch my right side of my face with my right leg. I have devised a system, that again probably looks awkward, but suits me just fine. That is until the chair I was sitting on decided to betray me, by its cushion shifting under me as I shifted my own weight to scratch. My foot slipped down from my ear and my foot nails scratched over my eye. I gave a little cry, it hurt you know? My people who were sitting with their backs to me turned around and couldn't see anything wrong. They knew I had just been grooming myself. Some time passed (I'm really bad about measuring time) and I didn't want to open my eye. My people noticed this 'pirate look' and decided they should take a look at my eye.
Into the bathroom we went, the door closed tightly behind us. We all sat down with the woman gently holding me and the man took a look into my closed eye. Clear tears were on my lower eye fur. He opened my eye and looked over my third eyelid. Saw nothing abnormal there. He got some tool and peeked with a little light into my eye and saw what he thought was a small scratch.
I got a warm wet compress on my eye and the woman was sent to the telephone to call in to the hospital. Some vacation for the man huh? Off to the hospital he is going anyway.
The pink box carrier thing came out of the closet and Nuk went right in it (Where does he think he is going?) Taag saw the pink carrier and went running to hide under the dresser. I knew the pink carrier was for me. (Silly Nuk, he goes places on his 'H' harness and leash - not in any carrier)
Sure enough, after the gray bed goes into the pink carrier, my people come for me. That evil Nuk drew close to me and whispered in my ear. "They are taking you to be shaved! - You are going to stay nights away from home." I got scared - I didn't want to be away from home.
I cried my most 'unhappy' cry as I was gently put into the pink carrier.
Then I'm being carried to the car and the ride begins. I try to tell my people what Nuk told me but they keep telling me "Sweets shhhh. We're going to help you."
Then we are there - the hospital with dogs and other cats. We wait only a little while then they call my name and into the room I go.
'Hi guys, you can't stay away" says Doctor Lucy - like she's happy to see us. I get weighed, I get my temperature taken, I get some weird glowy drops put in my eyes and then a strange light to light them up.
I hear them say - "There it is - a small scratch" Then I get an ointment (Atropine) to dilate my pupil and help with the pain. Another ointment (Neo-Poly-Bac) to prevent any infection starting in my eye. And another medicine (Clavamox) to take by my mouth to prevent infection. Then I hear that I must return in 10 days for a 'follow-up'
Home we go. Nuk was shocked to see me and wanted to know how I escaped the shaver. Taag was super nice to me. Everyone knows I don't feel up to my usual self and just let me sleep in the darkened rooms. For the five days that I get my Atropine ointment, I can't be exposed to bright light - so the lighting has to be 'romantic' and 'ambient' - A little fine wine and some battery candles and we have a date!
Taag comes to check on me and give me a sniff now and then to see how I'm doing. She tells me to "just rest and feel better"
Nuk rests too where he can keep his eye on me.
He's sure I have some *magical* trick or skill that I could escape so easily from the hospital. He made sure to warn me though that there will be more 'medicines times' and to watch out for that bathroom door closing behind me if my people go in there with me.
I don't know how much I should listen to him. He was wrong about the shaving and the staying away from home....
August 5th 2008 8:49 pm
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My eye is ALL better. The doctor was pleased to see it all healed and said even "No scarring"
All my medicines now are stopped. Life is light here and usual again!
That Nuk wants to know, "How I go to the hospital and get home the same day" - but I'll never tell.
I think it's because I'm so cute.
The newspaper The Express Times has been saying alot of really GOOD Things
about my Shelter Mama & Papa
February 6th 2009 9:00 am
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I has NO Worms!
Yay!!!
Yes, our vet called this morning with our results!
A-Ha - Now I understand why my poo was *stolen*
Yesterday I was in my litter box and next thing I know, here comes the scoop stealing my poo. Yes! before I could even cover it properly.
My carrier and Taag's have been out of the closet for a week and at first that made me nervous, but as time passed I just kind of looked at them as *furniture*
Then the poo-stealing happened and I still didn't 'make the connection'
...Until last night when Taag and I were herded up and put in our carriers and then put in the car! I then knew where we were going.
To. That. Place.
Taag cried all the way and I cried only sometimes. Everyone said "I was a good girl and oh so pretty"
But you know who got the most attention and "ooooh how cutes!?!?"
...That Nuk. In his harness and leash, pressing his neck against our lady's and holding on to her arm for dear life!
Seems people think that massive monster of a cat clinging to our lady like scared little baby is just too adorable.
*sigh*
And I'm *fat* - I had to endure comments about my weight.
12 pounds is too heavy for my small frame.
March 15th 2009 10:24 pm
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... I'm not talking about all the extra loving and attention that our people are giving Nuk and me since Taag went to the bridge. (But oh my yes! - rub my belly, let me curl up on you, cuddle me, kiss my head. That does feel nice)
...I'm not talking about my new page, that my mama made just for me. (From scrapbook kits and elements.) I'm feeling special. Oh my yes! That too feels nice
...What feels the nicest is meeting a new friend and having her ask me to be her *Honorary Catster Sis-fur*
Shiloh
Isn't she gorgeous? Purrlease go make her feel loved and special and nice too.
April 17th 2009 10:41 am
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I have heard that I am getting a sister. A creamsicle of a sister. A, fluffy, lovebug, as sweet and cuddly as I am. Good Gabby! Nuk needs to be outnumbered. He needs to respect the power the female feline.
My sister is a traveller I hear, riding the Catster Railroad. Accompanied by some crazy lovey Catster Mommies. That's good too. Let them love her up good, in preparation for the loving she's going to get here!
April 18th 2009 10:09 pm
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My new sisfur Gabby is so beautiful!!!
So, so feminine and pretty that I felt almost a *woofer* next to her.
I let my insecurity get the best of me a few times and I hissed at her when I saw her.
Although by evening I understood that I was still loved and still considered the "Itty Bitty Pretty One" by my humans. They cuddled and brushed me, talked sweetly to me, and I sat on the sofa with them.
I got to meet my Little Sisfur - Shiloh's mommy. And the mommies of Nuk's friends.
Winnie & Chester and Aldo Chapter2! sure do have cool mommies!
April 25th 2009 11:00 pm
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Oh my little Catster Sisfur Shiloh I thought that there must be some mistake.
I heard *talk* of a new kitty coming. I heard talk of your mommy being involved. Even though I kept hearing "Gabby" over and over again, I thought that must be some acronym maybe even: "Great Adventure Bringing Baby Yonder" - I just knew this had to mean you.
I was excitedly looking forward to meeting you and your mommy.
Your mommy came, that part was right and I got to meet her. The "new kitty coming" part was right! But I was so, so wrong to think that I was getting *you* for a sister. I could barely contain my disappointment when I first set eyes on my hairy, talkative, new house sister. She was so so pretty and feminine, that it almost hurt my eyes to look at her.
***AND she was NOT you!***
After the travelling mommies left. I waited and waited for them to come back and fix their mistake. I wanted to call out after them "Hey mommies, you left something here! Something important!
You better come back for it! This is NOT Shiloh?!"
It's been a week now and I don't think the travelling mommies are coming back. I've been accepting of my new sister. But I wish she were you!!! I thought we "Tabbicos" would rule this house.
I hope you are doing well and I hope you know that in my heart you will always be "My Little Sisfur!"
Where ever we may be, no amount of miles will ever separate me from my love for you!
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