 Photo Comments "At the Rainbowbridge"
Sex: Female Weight: 7 lbs.
 Photo Comments "Pose!"
 Photo Comments "I'm trying to sleep!"
 Photo Comments "ZZzzzzzzz"
 Photo Comments "I'm Queen!"
 Photo Comments "Turn out the lights!"
 Photo Comments "Do you mind, I'm trying to eat."
 Photo Comments "YAAAWWWNN!!!!!!"
 Photo Comments "Dizzy" [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book]
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Leave a treat for Punkin ~In Loving Memory~
Nicknames:
Punkin-Pie, Punkie-Poodle, Kittens, Pooders, The Cat
Sun Sign: 
Birthday:
August 15th 1989
Coloration:
Calico
Likes:
Being left alone
Pet-Peeves:
everyone and everything, especially the dog
Favorite Toy:
she doesn't like toys, she like cat nip when she was a kitten
Favorite Nap Spot:
on top of our sofa
Favorite Food:
tuna and yogurt
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
My parents got her from a breeder, as a kitten. She was the runt of the litter. All of the other kittens had a qute, tiny meow. She had a loud merap! I like to think that Punkin, the runt of the litter, has outlived all her brothers, and sisters. One of her brothers was taken by one of our old friends, Frank was the name chosen for him, and we have since lost touch, but Punkin and Frank will always be family.
Bio:
Punkin is the most annoyed, ornery, old hag of a cat I've ever seen in my life. She's the devil in cat form... she's never been sick, hates all of us, old as dirt, and sheds like a maple tree in November. But she's my little sweetie, and I love her. I've grown up with her, she's been here since before my birth. She slept in my crib. She hates the dogs we bring home, but what cat wouldn't? She acts like a queen and we all teat her that way. She never leaves her spot on the top of our sofa, and meows for us to bring her peices of our food from our dinner, from across the room. She's spoiled rotten. She's also old, she's outlived our first dog we got. We thought she'd outlive us all.
Forums Motto:
I'm in charge, what if it!
The Groups I'm In:
♥ Steve Irwin Memorial ♥, *Cute and Furry Federation*, ♥A TEAM♥, Cute kittys of wisconsin, Just Outside of Husky Heaven, Pawsome Pages, The Grreat club for catz and dogz, Twilight Lovers!
The Last Forum I Posted In:
How do I know if it's her time?
I've Been On Catster Since:
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More than 4 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
588916
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November 16th 2007 1:49 pm
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This is the owner of Punkin~In Loving Memory~
Last night I had a dream that my life was sort of like a computer game, but it didn't save the recent events so when I walked into my house, there she was. Punkin was still alive. She looked so healthy and beautiful. She looked up at me with such big eyes and a bigger smile as if to say "It's okay, you don't have to worry, I'm alright" I slowly reached down to pet her head to see if she was real. When I touched her head, she did the same thing she always does when I pet her head. Once I realized that she was real, I nelt down and just hugged her, I didn't grab her, just hugged and cried. She didn't even run away or nothin'.
I like to think when I have a dream about one of my pets that have crossed the bridge, that they are visiting me in my dream to let me know that they're alright and just to see me again. The dream went on but after that it was stupid.
I know she's alright.
September 14th 2007 1:51 pm
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This is a song by Miley Cyrus in honor of Punkin
I miss you, I miss your smile, and I still shed a tear every once in a while, and even though it's different now, you're still here somehow, my heart won't let you go, and I need you to know, I miss you, Sha- la- la- la- la, I miss you.
This song helped me through the pain and I hope it will help you, to Punkin
September 3rd 2007 10:44 am
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This is punkin's owner writing:
Punkin died sometime between 11:00 am and 12:00 pm on labor day 2007.
She went in her sleep is our guess. She was 18, and is survived by Cozmo our Yellow Lab. (He has a page on Dogster)
Punkin was my first pet, she was in my cradle when I was little. I will never forget her.
It is my prayer that I will she her again in heaven.
My last words to her were...
"You go night-night kitty, you go night-night."
God speed my little friend, God speed.
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