Yaggie Diamond Simon Rodovsky

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Home:Pullman, WA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 15 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 15 lbs.

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Kibby cat, Brat!, Pop Tart, Yaggie (when in trouble), Sweet baby, Pretty Baby, Kitten face! and on and on...

Quick Bio:
-pound cat

Love, Baby, love. Snuggles and pets. Getting thumped on the back like a dog. Car-rides. Snowflakes. Riding the electric scooter. Bird watching. Butterfly watching!!!

Having his paws and tummy touched. "Eww! Don't touch me there!!!" Baths, getting his back claws trimmed.

Favorite Toy:
Drinking straws. A hand-sewn red felt fish which he likes to toss up in the air and chase like a football. Laser pointers, flashlights. Paper grocery bags. Plastic bags, although he's not allowed.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Sunshiiiiiiine. In his fleece lined bed on top of the computer monitor where it's warrrm. Up against Mommy's shoulder at night. Windowsills.

Favorite Food:
"Chicken Soup for the Cat Lover's Soul." I kid you not. Whisker Licken's Cat-treats, the crunchies.

Diamond is a trained service feline, he actively gets me out of my panic attacks, which can last for hours if unchecked. Professional fly-catcher and eater. He can leap incredible heights. Diamond is quite long!


Arrival Story:
Diamond was put up for adoption at the Pullman, WA, Human Society. His family moved and they didn't have room in their new home for a cat. (?) I could NEVER give Diamond up, I'd rather go homeless. I've listed his full name because I hope to someday meet with the family who raised him his first nine months to become such a very unique cat.

A few years ago, for almost two years I didn't leave the house at all except at night because I was afraid to have a panic attack in public -- particularly because they can last for hours. You can imagine how devastating to a normal life that would be to someone in her mid to late twenties. I fostered Diamond from the Humane Society in late June of 2001, then again in early July. The last evening I fostered him the second time, I had a massive panic attack, and here's the kicker; Diamond stopped it. He jumped up into my lap and began patting me in the face and began giving me love bites until I responded to him. He has consistently helped me out of my major panic attacks since then, and he has even tried to assist strangers who were panicking. Before you ask: No I have no clue how he "knows" or how it "works." :) All I know is when I'm "coming out of it" or "waking up," he's right there, sniffing my face and patting me. When I finally reach up and stroke him and look him in the eye, he gives me this look of, "Ah, all better now," grunts, and runs off, usually to play. (If he's in the basket he lays down and goes to sleep.) He's also started wailing for help a couple of times in public when he was really worried about me -- but I hated that LOL. A few weeks after I adopted him, my doctor wrote a letter witnessing the improvement Diamond had on my condition (not only did I panic less and less often, but I behave much more confidently when Diamond is with me in public) and named him a service/companion animal. I found a local dog trainer who helped me because she wanted the experience working with cats.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 9th 2004 More than 11 years!

I Was In The:
2004-2005 Holiday
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Adventures of a Service Feline...


December 12th 2004 3:10 pm
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I've got it ALL figured out! If I dump the food bowl out right after mommy fills it, it's empty, so she has to feed me again! YAY!!!


Cats and broken lamp shades do not mix...

September 29th 2004 3:49 pm
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Before anyone starts screaming "ANIMAL ABUSE" about the new feature photo for Diamond, I swear to you on my honor I did not do this too my cat, he somehow did this to himself. I would never willingly cause this much distress to my cat by my or a friend's hands just for a laugh. But doing it in Diamond's own willing paws is a whole other ballgame. *g* I woke up on Monday to discover that Diamond had taken it upon himself to experience my Monday Blues for me...

Says Diamond:

Early last spring, Mommy began to try her paws at bead-fringing miniature lamp shades. However the couple she made never sold at the Farmer's Market, so they've kind of just floated around my house since she stopped taking us to the Market. She got both shades from a dollar store and the green one was so poorly made that somehow the metal parts inside slipped out. I never before taken an interest in these potential toys until Monday...

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