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Age: 14 Years Sex: Female Weight: 11 lbs.
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Nicknames:
Princess, Yr. Royal Highness, Yr. Majesty, Dharmama
Quick Bio:
Likes:
food, dismembering rodents, killing birds, picking on the other cats (especially Einstein), male people
Pet-Peeves:
Einstein, delays in cat food delivery, having to stay indoors
Favorite Toy:
catnip lady bug
Favorite Nap Spot:
sofa, the fallen-apart La-Z-boy chair that Dad has let become a defacto pet bed
Favorite Food:
dead rodents, Purina O-N-E with milk, treats of any sort, tuna
Skills:
huntress extraordinaire, feline opera singer (especially when kept inside)
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story:
My friend's roommate ran off with a sailor & left the cat behind. No, really. I mean, one day the roommate said, "I'm getting married to so and so." Friend didn't believe her but the next day Roommate was gone and all her stuff left behind and she got a notice saying her Roommate had withdrawn from school. My friend was not a cat person and had never wanted to have a cat in the dorm room, so I took Dharma in (In exchange for this, my friend let me sell all of Roomate's stuff on Amazon and eBay). After researching where Roommate had gotten the cat from in the first place, I got in touch with the original owner, another student at our school, who'd saved her via a cat rescue program in 1998 or so (but was no longer interested in keeping her). I was horrified to find out that Dharma had only had initial shots and was spayed. So I got her vaccinated. At the end of the year my school got a lot stricter about pets (they used to just look the other way) so my dad took her back to NJ with him. I feel horrible about this, but she's been there ever since. Well, I'm graduating in May, so hopefully then I can take some cats off their hands.
Bio:
Quick, fun, Dharma facts:
Despite despising any sort of trip anywhere, my father reports that she is remarkably well-behaved on planes. Hmmm.
Dharma is on her way to passing Clara's record for taking out members of the class Rodentia, and she also kills a lot of birds. :(
In my old dorm room, Dharma used to enjoy sitting on the balcony, although sometimes if I went out there she'd get startled and fall off (the second story). I always felt so bad. She never got hurt. I think she was doing it to guilt me into stuff.
Dharma likes male people way, way, way more than females. She used to always purr and love on my ex boyfriend, and now she does the same with my dad. In my dorm any guys who came to visit were her instant friends. Such a girly girl! Manipulative, calculating, AND demanding the constant attention of the opposite sex! Not that there's anything wrong with that. Maybe her mom (me) should pick up a few of her techniques.
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Someday, Dharma will write her own autobiography, detailing her many adventures before she came into our lives. Heaven knows she's always trying to tell them to us late at night, but I guess cats are still a predominantly oral culture (and that's cool). But once her autobiography comes out, I know it will be the most interesting cat-autobiography ever, possibly even beating out The Silent Miaow. Watch for it coming soon! Possibly even right here on her diary!
Lives Remaining:
6 of 9
I've Been On Catster Since:
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More than 7 years! |
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Catster Id:
59777
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October 7th 2004 6:44 am
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Especially without that awful cast. As the vet said, it almost turned into gangrene. Key word: ALMOST. I'm glad it didn't and that my people freaked out and took me to the vet, although it was really undignified for a princess of my stature (temperature taking--ugh!). And all that medicine and all those shots and that JAILING in the basement was TOTALLY UNNECESSARY, especially the part where Miranda put a new collar on me. She even put it on upside down. What a moron. I ate her ice cream when she was asleep to even things out.
But now I'm outside again, and all animals smaller than me must TREMBLE IN FEAR. And my people must know that the animal killing is for me now--I'M NOT A VICTIM ANYMORE! I watched a lot of self help talk shows while I was confined in the basement with a mere 800 channels of cable, you see. I am my own cat. These are not gifts or offerings for them, but merely ways to greet them in the morning, hoping that they will step on Rodentia viscera.
HA!
October 4th 2004 1:55 pm
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My captors have let me outside again. Just because I almost got gangrene is simply no excuse to leave me in the basement with only 800 channels of cable and some catnip to entertain me. And they try to ply me with spiked food that they said would make me "better." Sure, it had milk in it...but still. The indignity of having a cast on my leg for almost two weeks!
It makes me so mad. Time to go fight that cat again...
And no, I really don't ever learn.
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