Skills: I isn't afwaid of doggies, and I am skilled running, and I am sweeter than my sissy Fluffy.
Arrival Story: My beautiful Maine Coon/Longhaired mix Shadow, commonly refered to as Kiki, borne him. On May 31 she escaped from the house when we were taking her to the vet to get her spayed. She managed to flee under our legs when we came in from the grocery store. We chased her into the neighborhood, but she turned a corner into a large field, and we couldn't find her. We set out food and water and waited her out. A week later she was bulging pregnate. We fed her kitten formula type food, adding cottage cheese and other chicken scraps to her diet. She got really fat. In July, a rainy day on Friday the 13th, she had her kittens in a box on top of the lawnmower. We found them and moved them into the house, watching her lick each shivering bundle. We loved her kittens, she had six. Two males and Four Females. The four females were mixed colours, Three Calicos and a Tortishell. The males were entirely different. One was a black and white tabby and the other one was a Phantom Gray/Silver tom with two extra toes. The other kits had extra CLAWS...I grew very attached to the black/white tabby male, and affectionately my mother and I named him Fred. When the others were four weeks old, we named them also, since they were all going to Family homes. All our relatives wanted these exotically coloured feline offsprings. I named the smallest Brown/Ginger Tabby Runtfoot, because of her dimuntive stature. The biggest female, a Calico, was given the name Pristine, because of her beautiful features and sweet nature. The smallest female was called Tiny Star, A small Calico with an orange face. The Wildest, Craziest female was named FluffyUgly by my Brother, who will probably keep her. My grandmother and Uncle have already laid claim apon the kits, Pristine is my Uncle's and the Phantom Gray was my grandmother's, named Toes because of his extra apendages. Then my Fred....My cute lovely and handsome Fredrick. I kept him...He is my baby forever and always!
Forums Motto: Can a Dog and a Cat REALLY be friends?
I died back in April. I finally got my wings, but at a young age. Mom says I was too young to die. I wonder if she was right? I think she was. But somehow, it was my time to leave. She loved me so much.
A lot of Catsters don't know I have gone to rainbow bridge, but that is because mom never got around to writing my story. She has only know begun to accept that I am gone and not coming back. She often mistakes her new kitten for me. I am proud to call this kitten Brock, my nephew.
I am proud of my mommy for trying to be strong. She couldn't cope with my loss. She still thinks about me and cries. I wish I could tell her not to cry. I am happy never to hurt again.
My mommy blames herself on what happened to me. I wish she wouldn't. It wasn't her fault.
You see, when I was a young kitten, around my nephew Brock's age, I had litter pan troubles. I learned to use it, but didn't find it as appealing as carpet. I know it wasn't right, but I don't know what came over me.
Well my mom's mommy told Amber to throw me out of the house for good. Amber protested, but in the end, this is what happened. I wasn't lonely, my dear sister Fluffy was an outside cat. So we often played together.
A few months went by and me and my sister stayed on the property with our mother, but when I reached 6 months old, I became more adventurous. I often saw my mother cross the big black path, as I called it. So I decided I would cross it too.
Fluffy begged me not to, but I wanted to. I stepped out onto the sunbaked path and felt the whoosh of air. I saw this big red machine spar at me. I panicked, and I ran for the other side of the path. But as I rushed forward, I felt a striken moment of pain, then darkness.
When I awoke, I found myself in a soft nest of clouds. I knew what had happened. My grandmother Basil was there. She told me all that had happened. She took me back to a earth viewing space in the clouds and showed me my grieving mother trying to get to my tattered body. My sister was yowling in grief. I felt so bad for not listening to my sister.
Then I saw my owner, my mommy, my amber...She cried so hard those nights. They buried my body close to home, but she was so heartbroken.
After a while I continued to watch my family. I even watch over my niece, who died when my sister gave birth to her. I have named her Ambrielle, in honor of my owner who still grieves for me.
We watch now all the members of my family...
Especially young Brock. I am proud to call him nephew.
Something in the clouds tells me he will close the rift of heartbreak my Amber still feels for me.
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Hi Guys, Fly here writing as Fred!:
Wow, mommy had to leave today so me, Fluffy, and RJ are all only. Techniqually we all turn 6 1/2 weeks old today, so Pristine, Toes, and Tiny Star went to their homes. Toes and Tiny are together, they are with Grandma Gobie. They are probably going to be named Brad and Angie, For Brad and Angelina Jolie Pitt, becaus they are grandma's favourite actors/actresses!
My momma is going to buy me a new food! Either Orijen, Wellness, or Felidae. We are undecided still.
Fly: Uhh, Fred is falling asleep, so I'll end it here!