Daisy-In Loving Memory


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Age: 16 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 9 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Days, Daisy, Cutie, Sweetie

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-purebred

Birthday:
February 15th 1996

Coloration:
White

Likes:
When I pet her around the shoulder blades

Pet-Peeves:
Daisy and Sammy

Favorite Toy:
My finger

Favorite Nap Spot:
Under my neighbor's plant's shade

Favorite Food:
cat kibbles with a hint of canned dog food

Skills:
She can meow super loud and scratchy

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
I honestly don't know... she is my neighbor's cat whom I visit each day.

Forums Motto:
You may scratch my belly

The Groups I'm In:
♥All Fur Fun♥

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 19th 2007 More than 4 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
609727


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Goodbye

July 24th 2008 9:58 pm
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I had cancer on my nose! That's why my meow was so gruff. I claimed my rainbow wings, and now I will say goodbye. See you up there!

 

Days Pass By

September 29th 2007 10:27 am
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So, guys. My names Daisy. And I have the most boring life that a cat could have. But I absolutely LOVE it! In the morning my owner, Bill, puts me outside after my breakfast (canned cat food with a TINY BIT of dog kibbles) with some water, then I prowl around the front yard, and anyone who tries to come near my door will be desperately meowed at! But, as you might be able to tell already, I have the fiercest meow anyone has ever heard! For instance, if my annoying little neighbor, Alia, comes over, I will loop around her ankles, wince, and shout, "MEEEOW!" and she'll smile her dumb smile and politely bend down and pat my head, shaking with fear!

 
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