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Age: 8 Years Sex: Female Weight: 9 lbs.
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Leave a treat for Margaret Thatcher
Nicknames:
Thatch, the Queen, Booboo
Kitty Complexion:
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Quick Bio:
Likes:
attention, snuggling, kitty raucous hour, Lifetime movies & other daytime TV
Pet-Peeves:
being locked out of the bathroom, annoying dogs, the vacuum
Favorite Toy:
Eeek! the mouse
Favorite Nap Spot:
the closet
Favorite Food:
garbanzo beans, only she doesn't have many front teeth to pick up slippery garbanzo beans so she chases them around the floor with her gums
Skills:
politics & public speaking
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
Margaret Thatcher was our failed attempt at fostering cats. She came to us from the Homeless Cat Network. She'd first been found living in a feral cat colony, where she was trapped to be spayed. They quickly discovered that not only was she already spayed, she was anything but feral! How she survived there is beyond me. After that she was being kept outdoors by a Homeless Cat Network Volunteer because she didn't get along with their cats. She came to us as a "foster" cat in 2004. Because of her issues with inappropriate urination (she destroyed our bed) we realized no one else would want her! We've since worked through her issues (we hope!), replaced our bed, and come to love her chatty fuzzy cat self.
Bio:
Margaret Thatcher is an opinionated toothless old British lady who thinks she's the Queen. She always has something to say about everything, but especially about breakfast time and politics.
Lives Remaining:
8 of 9
Forums Motto:
I am Queen Thatcher
I've Been On Catster Since:
| August 10th 2004 |
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More than 7 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
59175
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July 31st 2006 4:49 pm
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Bloody Tony Blair is in town this week, in my neighborhood, but does he bother to look me up?? No. Cat treats? Zero. Not only is he mucking up the whole job of prime minister, he's also giving me the cold shoulder. Hmph.
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