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Nicknames: Mercy Me!, Mercy Me Me, Mercy Girl, Miss Mercy, Mershey, Girlfriend (by her Dad)
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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed
-cat rescue
Coloration: Tabby
Likes: Riding on her Dad's shoulders, people, helping us make the bed. You can't pet her without her licking your hands.
Pet-Peeves: The Cat Fence-in keeps her from visiting the neighbors
Favorite Toy: Laser light, toys with feathers, mats to dive under
Favorite Nap Spot: Varies during the day but at night she always sleeps with us
Favorite Food: Vanilla ice cream, chicken, Temptations treats, and the milk at the bottom of Dad's cereal bowl
Skills: She's naturally funny and entertaining
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: One day I drove the dogs to the dog park near our house before going to work. As soon as I got out of the car, Mercy started meowing loudly at me from a tree inside a huge empty lot that was secured by a chain-link fence. When I called to her, she immediately jumped off the tree and came to the fence but I couldn't figure out how to get her over to my side. As soon as I dropped the dogs off at home I brought her some food and water and slipped it under the fence. My husband went to check on her after he got home from work. At the time, we had our cat Bibi, who was very ill from cancer. I worried about Mercy all night and the next morning she was back in the tree. I walked around and finally discovered a larger opening under the fence, called to her, and she crawled right out. She didn't mind being picked up but she was shaking. She appeared to be clean, so I thought for sure she was lost. Our vet thought that she was about 7 months old and she had been spayed. She was scanned for microchip identification, signs were posted, but no one claimed her. We were so happy!
Bio: Mercy was a blessing as our 17-year old Bibi shortly succumbed to her cancer. She's a good girl who is affectionate, goofy, and polite. She absolutely loves being talked to and responds by giving us short meows while squirming around in odd positions. If my husband or I cough, clear our throats, or talk to each other while she's napping nearby, she'll let out a meow with her eyes closed because she thinks we're talking to her. Mercy is very sociable and likes to greet visitors. I think she will always be young at heart.
Lives Remaining: 9 of 9
Forums Motto: California Kitty Catster Local Spots I've Marked: Orchard Plaza Animal Hospital, Pet Club, An-Jan Feed & Pet Supply
The evening before April 1st of 2007, somecat thought it would be funny to click that link on the bottom of our pages and report us for being inappropriate which put us in Catster jail together. All of my family pages were inaccessible, with the exception of Milo's, maybe because the meanie saw he was going to celebrate a birthday on April 1st, but RA was getting ready to celebrate her first Catster anniversary. Fortunately, HQ released us from jail the next day, even though it was the weekend.
Who would've thought that serving jail time together would seal our friendship forever.
I have so many fond memories of RA, but here are some of them, in no particular order:
Her boyfriend Ripley. Violet's best friend. Doing detective work with her in Samoa's Detective Agency. Lady RaRa. Lady GaGa. Clarice. Her love for pink. Pink wig. Hello Kitty. Her rides in her decked-out stroller and all the people and creatures she'd meet along the way. Obama Cat. Love. Peace. Pink muzzle. Perhaps being the best internet shopper in the world and reviewing products for us. Massages in her vibrating bed. Her pink slipper bed. Cheesehead. Being wrapped in blankets. Hanging out on her deck with her mommy. Her spoon fed meals every two hours in specific locations in her house carefully chosen by her. Her poop and pee scheduled duly noted by her mommy. Her cheerleading spirit. How good she was about thanking friends in her diary. How she would cry when her mommy would leave the house. Her treasured naps with her mommy and daddy. My cell mate. My homegirl, as we both live in California. xoRAxo.
And so much more.
I just realized that the double M on her forehead stood for Mommy and Me. Forever. She is a part of Catster history and a piece of our hearts went with her when she made her journey.
I can't believe you're gone, Rocky Ann, but I am positive that you're napping on a pink cloud with pink wings. I hope you will come back and visit us from time to time.
Like many of you, I've spent the week thinking alot about ROCKY ANN and ARNOLD P, plus other sick friends.
I've collected alot of thoughts and memories about RA and AP, but I've decided to share them another day because today they're still with us, fighting for their lives, and that's what I want to support and think about now.
Mom went to the shopping mall Friday night and wandered into the Hallmark store and saw the cutest little Valentine's Day stuffed bear! While paying for it, the clerk remarked how cute the bear was and Mom totally agreed!
When Mom got home, we couldn't wait to see what was in the bag. After we were done sniffing the bear and bag, Mom grabbed a pair of scissors and started to strip the bear naked! You see, the bear was dressed as a Love Bug! But then, while she was removing the hat, she discovered the heart boppers were attached to the bear's head, so you know know what happened next. Yep, she decapitated it's head! Dad thought she was mean.
Sorry, bear, but thank you for my Valentine's Day outfit! MOL
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