Nicknames: Squeaks (the Catster crowd calls me that), Kitty, Brat, Baby, Squeakernose, Squeakernosies Squeakertoesies, My Girl, Baby Squeakers (Baby! I'm 4 yrs old!) Baby baby Squeakers, Squee-Squee
Gotcha Date: June 29th 2003
Birthday: February 28th 2003
Likes: Jumping on table or dresser, napping anywhere she plops down, running like mad around the house, ear and face rubs, being brushed
Pet-Peeves: A dirty litter box, having her back claws clipped, being picked up, dogs , car rides, and the growl monster (vacuum cleaner) having someone clean her ears, ear drops, being woken up from a nap, excess petting, having paws touched
Favorite Toy: Her "catch the mouse" toy with a mouse inside two pieces of plastic on a turntable, she bats at that thing, and she'll never catch it! Kitty fishing poles, anything with feathers or cellophane, or anything "snaky" like ropes
Favorite Nap Spot: Top of kitty condo, middle of my bed, sofa or rocking chair or on the fluffy rug in the bathroom
Favorite Food: Iams Weight Control food, Fancy Feast Gormet Gold, chicken, turkey, cheese, Cheez-Its. But now she can only have N.F prescription food
Arrival Story: I got her from a friend of a friend. She was only four months old then. Her name was Brownie, but I didn't like that name for a pretty female calico kitten. I brought her up to my apartment and showed her the important things (food, water, litter box) then allowed her to roam around and check out her new home. I named her Squeakers because as she was roaming, she squeaked! She then hid under the bed, and I expected not to see her for a few days. So I settled down with a book on my sofa, and twenty minutes later, I felt a paw tapping on my shoulder! At first I didn't think she was that cute, after that, I thought she was adorable!
Bio: I am not sure of her breed, I know she's a shorthair, so I think she's either an American Shorthair or Domestic shorthair. I just know that is her coloring is calico, that she can get pretty courageous and naughty sometimes, and that I adore her! Check her out at CatChannel! www.catchannel.com/blog/viewbio.as px?apid=5741
Come, gather, little kittens, I have a story to tell.
Once upon a time there was a website called Catster. It sprang from another website called Dogster.
The furs on both Dogster and Catster were very friendly. Every kitty had their own page, with pages and pages of pictures and videos and diary entries galore!
There were also groups of kitties that got together from every week to every day to help their fellow felines and their humans through whatever problem they may have. There were also fun groups that would solve mysteries and throw parties. There were also forums that did the same thing. There were prayer groups for kitties that were sick or lost, or for humans that were sick. There were groups and forums of every kind for every kind of kitty. There were many weddings, funerals, and holiday parties, and every year, a kitty named Samoa chose the hottest Dreamboats on Catster!
Way back when, best diaries were chosen also, there was also a Catster of the Day and of the Week. The week after I left for the Bridge, I was chosen Cat of the Week.
Every year, there was also The World's Coolest Cat and Dog Show, and there were many areas to enter, such as Costumes and Naughtiest Cat.
There was also good things like Instant Messaging, where we kitties could talk to our friends for hours if we wanted to!
Here comes the scary part....
Then one day, everything changed. A company called Say Media took over Dogster and Catster!
Oh yeah, Almost everything remained the same, except for a few things. Instead of green, Catster turned purple, there was no more Instant messaging, but I think that disappeared before anyway, and the World's Coolest Dog and Cat Show disappeared! *screams*
But, well, as long as we still had our friends, it didn't matter quite as much. Sandy, Mojo and I kind of started to back off for awhile though, because, well, our Mom discovered something else....something called Facebook.
Everything seemed to be going okay, I suppose there were a few problems here and there, Catster still remained merrily (?) rolling along.
Until.... *scary music*
One day we got a message saying that the mean old Say Media monster was taking our site...our home, our friends...away from us! *bigger screams*
It's because of the almighty dollar. Catster and Dogster aren't making much money.
I don't understand anything about money. Here's what I do understand:
I, along with Sandy, Scooter, Munchkin and Mojo, have made many wonderful friends on Catster.
I've been on Catster almost since it began, since August 9th, 2004, for Cat's sake!
I, along with millions of cats (and dogs on Dogster) have lived, met many wonderful friends, got married (AND divorced!) met a new love (Leo), been to many weddings and parties and prayer meetings, helped solve detective cases, been Cat of the Day and Week, gotten sick, went to the Bridge with the support for my Mom from my friends.
My Mom has also been through a lot with Catster Moms/dads' help, like the pet food recalls, all my conditions like having teeth pulled, dandruff, and my kidney problems and all of Sandy's issues too, and now Mojo's (even though he thinks he's purr-fect!)
It's so very hard to see Catster and Dogster go, because, along with the social fun we've had, we also get serious advice for sick kitties and grief counseling for those of us who've lost someone we've loved.
I remember hanging out with cool cats like The A Team, Bruce the Boss, and a great bunch called The Fiends. There was a cat named Selket who, I think if I was a boy cat, I'd want to marry her. She was beautiful, and I loved hanging around her! Poor Selket, she probably thought I was stalking her! Those cats pretty much ran the social forums for years.
I know, it may be hard for you young kits to understand, but Catster was a great stomping grounds a few years ago, and it could remain that way, but for the mean old monster...."it" doesn't deserve another mention.
So, when my Mom found out about "them" shutting down Dogster and Catster, it was kind of like a slap in the face. At first, we weren't that surprised, since we know some of the kitties that came on here a lot more have stopped coming as often. Then someone suggested saving our diary entries, and when Mom began doing that, she kind of "woke up" and realized how much we've actually been through during these 9+ years, and a lot of kitties and their families have been through a lot more than we have.
Some kitties and their families are trying to save Catster or start a new one. Well, starting a new one might be okay, but for some reason, it just won't be the same. Saving it would be a good idea, but in the back of our minds, we all know that even if we save it, it would only be temporary.
I hate saying that, I know it sounds cruel, but, most people do believe that money does make the world go 'round. :-(
I hate saying goodbye to Catster...I really do. So do Sandy, Scooter, Munchkin and Mojo and our Mom. We've made so many good friends, and thanks to Facebook, we can keep in touch with a lot of them.
We're going to miss you Catster. It's breaking our hearts.
1. Do you make demands of your human? (If you answered Yes, give yourself 1 point.)
I did, yes. 1
2. If you make demands by doing any of the following, give yourself 1 point for each:
Persistent meowing 0
Smacky Paws 1
Relentless staring 1
Inappropriate behaviors (i.e., chewing on furniture, electrical cords, the oven) Getting on the counters and table. 1 Oh yes!
3. If you make demands by doing any of the following, subtract 1 point:
Rubbing and purring on your human -1
4. If you let your humans rub your belly, subtract 2 points. NO WAY!
5. If you let anyone kiss your belly, subtract 5 points. Touch my belly and you would get my fangs in your forehead! 0
6. Are you Head of your Household (HOH)? (1 point if you consider yourself HOH) Until Sandy came. 1
7. If you have kitty (or other animal) siblings, do you:
(Give yourself 1 point for each Yes)
Eat their food? 1
Demand that they groom you? 0
Chase them? 1
Stare at them relentlessly? 0
Stalk them? 1
Pounce on them? 1
Make them meow? 0
Steal their (well, *your*) toys? 0
Make them growl? 1
Make their ears go backwards? 1
Pretend to be grooming (or staring at the wall, ceiling, etc.) while actually stalking them? 0
8. Have you ever destroyed household items?
(1 point for each yes)
Clothing or shoes? 0
Kitty Toys? 0
9. Please list any other crazy things you do that are ridiculously feisty (1 point per).
1. Helped myself to treats, by locating the container and knocking it over to open it 0
2. Have come away with a mouthful of fur from each cat I live with 0
3. Pulled and ate a teabag out of the garbage 0
Total Score (Place your score/name in your Diary Title):
My Score is 11. I'm, or was, a COOL CAT! Well I already knew that!
0-5 LAIDBACK LOVEBUG: You are a lovebug. You are sweet (and probably floofy) and you go with the flow. Nothing *really* bothers you and you like everybody. You don’t even mind having a feisty sibling! You are a laidback lovebug!
6-15 COOL CAT: You are one cool cat. Smooth with a touch of mischief. You’ve got a bit of feisty in you and a bit of lovebug. Balance is good; you know how to have a good time by chasing and pouncing AND you know how to have a good time by being a mellow kitty and just hanging out. You are a cool cat!
16+ CRAZY FEISTY: You are a nut. A cheeky little monkey! Crazy, feisty, the talk of the town! Chasing kitty sisters, demanding your human feed you NOW, eating your mom’s favorite pair of shoes, turning on the oven with your freakishly strong teeth just because you can! The world is your playground and you’ll try anything once (or twice). If your human can handle the shenanigans of a CRAZY FEISTY kitty cat, all is good! If your human cannot handle the shenanigans, wait until she leaves for work to get crazy and then blame it on your sistercat when your human comes home! You are crazy feisty (and a whole lot of mischievous fun!)!
Any kitty that wants to play is invited! Feel free to tag friends to find out just how feisty your friends are!
This is so weird.
It doesn't happen every night, but at least twice a week. I go to bed, and as soon as I turn the light out and start to fall asleep, but am still somewhat awake, I seem to feel "something" jump up on the bed and walk over to me. At first, I think it's Sandy, so I either sit up and turn the light back on, or I just look over and either Sandy is lying right next to me or somewhere on the bed, or hasn't come to bed yet.
Sometimes, but not very often anymore, when I sleep over at my mom's house, I used to feel a cat jump up on the bed (but my mom doesn't have a cat. .. yet) and I just laughed and thought I was so used to one (or both) cats jumping on my bed to "kiss me/knead me goodnight", but that doesn't happen anymore. Although the first time that ever happened was when I was in the hospital for my gallbladder operation. . .but then, I was on painkillers, an IV, and I had been up for at least 20 hours!
After Squeakers left for the bridge, I had Sandy with me. She always sleeps with me. .. . Squeakers, not that much since Sandy came. So I hadn't felt any "ghost cat walking" until about a month ago.
I wonder if Squeakers is trying to tell me something. . or is just trying to tuck me in! MOL!
Or. .. maybe it's not Squeakers at all. .. maybe I'm just a crazy cat lady needing more sleep!
I never told anyone. . .and who knows, maybe Squeakers wants me to keep her secret. Besides, I know if I told my mom or my friend Jen, they'd both roll their eyes like I was some kind of nut.
Maybe I am.
Though I have read things about telepathy, even from beyond "The Bridge" and believe it is possible. Especially since I did experience a telepathic connection between me and my sweet Squeakers about two months after she left me. She showed me that she was okay, I even saw her with a friend, a sad dog that she was keeping company with. I know that she misses me even more than I miss her, but that she's okday. . and so am I.
When Sandy choses to leave this Earth. . I will be devastated, but I think I will be able to connect with her too.
On one of her earlier diary entries, about her waking me up by walking on me, Squeakers once said:
"These paws were made for walkin'
And that's just what they'll do
Every morning these paws
Are gonna walk all over you!"