Midnight the "Music Man"

Domestic Shorthair/American Shorthair
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Home:Saints' Home New Orleans, LA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 18 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 18 lbs.

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Middi, Sneezer/THEME SONG: "Signed, Sealed & Delivered, I'm Yours"/BIRTHDATE: 10/31/95

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

October 31st 1995


I love to have my belly rubbed and to be spun around on the floor by Dad. I also like to sit outside in the cat enclosure and watch the fish swim. BEST FRIEND: Ratter

(1) Tugging on my one white whisker--Dad likes to do this to tease me. (2) Being pestered by that youngster "Baby Baby"!

Favorite Toy:
I love my scratchy ramp laced with fresh catnip. I can scratch and stretch on it all day long. Sometimes I like to take a nap on the ramp--it's comfy.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Anywhere near my Mom but especially at her feet on the recliner. I also enjoy taking a nappy in the sun by the water garden with my fish friend "Zataran" (see his pic at left).

Favorite Food:
Whiskers, Friskies (blue can). (I was very fortunate not to have any of that tainted food!)

I am a great Guard Cat; good as any dog. I let out a warning growl when someone is approaching our home. I'm also a great kisser. I give nibbler kisses and I will hold you tight with my paws.

indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Midnight showed up during the week of Halloween--scared to death. He hid underneath the house and would not come out. We were very patient with him. We would sit outside and talk softly to him and then one day I started singing "Amazing Grace" and he slowly approached me. I continued to feed him and sing to him and then one day he let me touch him. It took us a long time to win his trust. Midnight is terrified of the rustling sound of plastic grocery bags and runs whenever he sees a large lawn bag. I believe someone had him in a plastic bag and was going to use him as a sacrifice.

Midnight has beautiful golden eyes and white whiskers

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
Midnight-Jazz it up!

The Groups I'm In:
"Cats Raised In The South", ***Black*Beauty***, The 3 Amigos, Olde Furts, Pawsome Pages, Sweet Face

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Cannot medicate my cat

I've Been On Catster Since:
July 31st 2007 More than 6 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

Meet my family
Mommie Mommie
Ratter "the
Precious Poo
"Hero" see
Mickey Doodle
You're A

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My Life as told by Midnight the Music Man

Observation by Mom

February 24th 2008 1:01 pm
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There is nothing so sweet than when I am doing my paperwork or on the computer than when Midnight will sit next to me and every now and then place his paw on mine like he is saying "I can help you."



December 21st 2007 10:37 pm
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Hello, thanks for the tag. Five things I want for CHIRSTmas.

1. As corny as this sounds==the only thing I really want is world peace and then the humans would be good to the animals.


Happy Labor Day

September 3rd 2007 3:09 am
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Hellllllo Happy Labor Day! It has been a long time since I have written in the diary. Thank God I am feeling much better. Mom took me back to the vets Saturday (she overslept and missed our appointment) but they did not make us wait very long with the mess of dogs that were there already even though we were late. She thinks I am turning off the alarm and says something about catching me doing it (notice how this word has "cat" in it). I got a clean bill of health. The doc and Mom were laughing at me because I would not come out the cage. I was feeling better and stronger. Mom had the cage upside down and I was still hanging on tight. The doc said something about cats having "glue paws." The doc sent home some more "transdermal medicine." This is a medicine that Mom puts on the less hairy part of the inside of my ear since I won't take the medicine by mouth. She has to alternate ears each day so I never know when I going to get it (and she calls me sneaky!) It's easier for both of us and Mom believes using this type of medicine is why I got better because I kept hiding my other pills instead of swallowing them. The vets said that I had allergies and upper respiratory infection. Mom is just glad that I don't sneeze and snot on her all the time now. It was a mess but I am better. Yea!

Guess what! I have other family members==Mommie Mommie, Baby Baby, Ratter and Precious. Mom has had a rough weekend with them. Friday night Mom got up to go potty and Baby Baby ran in front of her and Mom tripped; now her right hip hurts. I walked over to Baby Baby and cuffed him and told him Mom could have broken something and we wouldn't be getting the crunchy things as often as we do. "No treats for trips"! Then, as if that is not enough, Mommie Mommie was sleeping with Mom on the sofa in her lap and either Mommie Mommie had a very bad dream (giant mice chasing her) or something startled her and she ripped up Mom's chest and across her left check. Mom was lucky Mommie Mommie didn't scratch her eye out. Mom and Dad spent a long time in the bathroom patching Mom up. She doesn't need stitches and will probably have a scar but Mom said she didn't care and loved us all anyway. Dad laughed and said they were "tag teaming" her.

Well, as you can see that this entry is 5:00 AM. I woke Mom up bright and early so she can see that I am not turning off the alarm. She says that I am pulling antics like Baby Baby and Mommie Mommie. I'm just trying to clear my good name.

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