RIP Lucky July 26, 2014


American Shorthair
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Home:Racine, WI  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 14 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 8 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Lucky boy, munchkin, Lucky man, little man

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

Quick Bio:
-part feral-cat rescue

Coloration:
Black

Likes:
Sit under the bird cage. Sit in the neighbors bushes and ambush the unsuspecting birdies.

Pet-Peeves:
When daddy picks me up and thinks I'm a football.

Favorite Toy:
Mice, birds, string, the dogs.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Anywhere I plop down for the time being.

Favorite Food:
I love canned food, milk, and greenies.

Skills:
Likes to think he is a mountain climber on the furniture.

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
I used to work at a factory doing assembly work. One of the guys had left work early and on his way home had to pass a bar/restarant. He glanced in the parking lot and thought he saw something so he turned in to investigate. It was November, raining, and we had 60 mile an hour winds that year. As he got out of the car to look, what he found were 5 or 6 baby kittens in a pile in the parking lot. He thought they were all dead until he heard this little mewing coming from the pile. He moved all the kittens until he came to the bottom when he saw a little black ball of fluff looking up at him with the most scared look on his face. Ed being a nice guy, scooped him up and brought him home. Cleaned him up a little and gave him some food. He then brought the kitten to work to see if he could find him a home. Well, it just so happens that I had to go in the office to talk to HR at the time and when I saw her, she was holding this little black ball of fluff that could fit in your hand. She asked me if I wanted to hold him and of course me being a sucker for a baby, I took him. Immediately he cuddled against my neck and started purring like a chainsaw. When I went to give him back, he clung on to me for dear life and starting mewing really loud. Knowing we had 3 cats at home already(one was brother in laws) who was staying with us at the time, I said I would take him. They kept him in a box until I left. I had to pick the husband up from work and didn't tell him about the kitten. He asked me what was in the box and I said a new addition to the family. He wasn't too pleased cause he knew it was a feline. Well, we got home and I opened up the box and handed him the kitten. One look at that little face and my husband was a goner. Because of his brothers and sisters, the kitten was "Lucky" to be alive. So, "Lucky" has been with us since he was about 3 weeks old.

Bio:
Lucky doesn't care for strangers much and won't go by them. But if he sees me coming home from work and pulling into the driveway, he comes a runnin. He is my munchkin. On Saturday July 26, 2014 at 11:00 Lucky went to be with his brother Max and his sister Wrigley at the Rainbow Bridge.

Lives Remaining:
6 of 9

Forums Motto:
Who Cares?

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 9th 2004 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
57975


Meet my family
RIP Wrigley
Fae
11/20/2013
RIP Maxx
1997-2012
TiggerToby (In
Loving Memory)
FoxWrigley's Lil
M1 Abrams
(Tank)

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Just Me

December 7th 2009 7:13 am
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It has been over a year and I'm still alive. I guess that's why mom and dad call me Lucky. That night sure was scary when my doggie brother bit me in the head. I knew he didn't mean it but it sure hurt like heck!!!!! I have the wires in my jaw and head to prove it. Broke my lower jaw and had to get that wired back together. Then, had to get my cheek wired back together otherwise I would have lost my eyeball. Jeesh, what a night that was. But I was up and about a few days later wanting to go out hunting cause that's what I am. I'm the hunter of the family. I know to this day doggie brother still feels so bad about that night cause he comes up to me and nuzzles my head and gives me kizzes. I know I got him good that night cause I had fur in my claws. HEE HEE.

 
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