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Age: 10 Years Sex: Female Weight: 13 lbs.
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 Photo Comments "If I can't see you, you can't see me."
 Photo Comments (1) "Peek-a-boo"
 Photo Comments "Dining "al fresco" on the window sill."
 Photo Comments "Is it summer yet?"
 Photo Comments "My fine feline profile"
 Photo Comments "You can't see me."
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Leave a treat for Honey
Nicknames:
Honeybun; Pretty girl, My girl, Sweet Honey
Kitty Complexion:
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Sun Sign: 
Birthday:
April 15th 2001
Coloration:
Tortoiseshell Tabby
Likes:
Eating; sleeping; watching out the windows at the birdies.
Pet-Peeves:
Loud noises; thunder and lightning
Favorite Toy:
My old green ball; my fleece ribbon on a wand; my catnip banana
Favorite Nap Spot:
Under the bed in my own Tiger bed; on the bed
Favorite Food:
Purina Complete; a lick of tapioca or a bit of oatmeal cookie
Skills:
Waking mama up in the morning; Catching little bugs; I recently discovered I can get Mama's attention when she's typing by tapping her arm with my paw.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
I was born in this apartment building to Gina and Harvey whose guardian thought they were "fixed." Momcat Gina had six orange and calico kittens and one tabby, me. My now mama took me home to her apartment when I was about ten weeks old. I had scabby eyes and a runny nose, but mama thought I was beautiful. She got medicine from the vet for me; I got better and have lived here happy and content ever since. **** I moved from the home of my birth 09-06-08. I miss seeing the children play and all the birdies and squirrels from my window. I did see a bluejay in the oak tree outside this window.
Bio:
I love my mama and my mama loves me. I sleep on her bed at night, up close when it's cold. Mama thinks I'm goofy because I try to cover up my food and I don't cover up what's supposed to be covered up. I put my paw in my water and lick it off of my paw or I drink water out of the leaky bathroom faucet. **** Update: The landlord fixed the leaky faucet. 05-08 **** I was named Honey because mama liked the orange, honey-colored markings on me. I guess I was kinda sweet, too. Meow. ****
Vinnie and Nicki are my cousins. ****
Diary of the Day, 1-31-2008
Lives Remaining:
9 of 9
Forums Motto:
Captain Honey
The Groups I'm In:
**Tabbies With 'Tudes** , Welcome Waggin' for Dogsters and Catsters, Catster Kimis, Friendship Circle, Pawsome Pages, Shades of Gray, The Furry Federation
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Plus Opinion on Changes...
Background:
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Catster Codes:
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More than 4 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
563634
 for 1712 days
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June 11th 2010 10:01 am
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I was reading again. How's this one?
I am tired of being a poem-object,
decorative accessory, conversation piece,
exterminator, security blanket: I am CAT!
Show me the law that ranks scribble above these,
the decree that keeps your dish on the table, mine on the floor.
From now on you will consider
my image not as befurred stereotype
but as we are: equals sharing
a single habitat for convenience.
As for those constant put-downs
(from your lap, for example;
into the cellar, for example)--
no way!
It is time we totally changed our relationship.
I will write the poems;
catch your own mice if you can.
Betty Lowry
February 3rd 2010 4:26 pm
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I have had an awful day. I spilled my water, half a bowl full. You'd be surprised how much water that is when it's all over the bathroom floor. Then Mama wiped it up with two old towels. Then she stepped on my foot. I wasn't "under foot." I was just watching to see that she did it right. I ran and she ran after me saying she's sorry. She rubbed my foot to make if better.
Now I learned that my friend Alfie went to the Bridge last week. I didn't know.
I am sad tho I know he's with Wally and Sydney and our Molly and lots of other kitties.
Some days are just awful.
January 1st 2010 7:42 am
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From the day he walks in, with his tail in the air,
He'll move into your heart and your favorite chair.
You can rely on a dog to come when you call,
A cat comes when he wants to, perhaps not at all.
He'll give you his love, he'll even catch mice,
But if you think you own him, you'd better thing twice.
Just in case you didn't already know this.
Happy New Year!
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