Mommie Mommie 2004-2012


Breed Unknown/Domestic Medium Hair
Picture of Mommie Mommie 2004-2012, a female Breed Unknown/Domestic Medium Hair

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Home:Saints' Home New Orleans, LA  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 8 lbs.

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Special Gift Box:
Casey
 

Nicknames:
Bandina (she'll steal your heart away); Sweetie / THEME SONG: "Can't Help Falling in Love" Elvis Presley

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

Sun Sign:
Badges:
Rainbow Bridge
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

Birthday:
February 14th 2004

Coloration:
Shell Tortoiseshell

Likes:
Stretching up on her Mom's leg for Mom to pick her up & hold her. Mommie Mommie is very affectionate & loves to nuzzle & cuddle. BEST FRIENDS: Midnight&Baby Baby

Pet-Peeves:
Is your insurance paid up? Don't back rub her coat. Mommie Mommie is very particular about her appearance.

Favorite Toy:
Mommie Mommie loves the scratching post. The post has to be redone approximately once a month because of its constant use but has saved the furniture. Mommie Mommie also loves her toy mice (all of them) and willingly shares them with her housemates.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Loves to take her nappy in the perch of the scratching post or outside by the water garden basking in the sunny enclosure.

Favorite Food:
Fancy Feast and Catnip Treats

Skills:
Mommie Mommie is a retriever. Throw one of her toys, and she will bring it back to you.

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Mommie Mommie has gone to the Rainbow Bridge. She had exploratory surgery on Monday and I attended. In a way it was comforting to see why she could no longer stay with me. She was riddled with cancer. The vet said it started in her pancreas and it was encased around every organ except the liver. She just started showing symptoms the last week or two (not eating). I wish she could have told me that she did not feel well. If only we had caught it sooner. I love you Mommie Mommie. **************** Mommie Mommie showed up one day for a visit. She was plump so I thought that she had a good home and was just out for a stroll. She disappeared for about a week and then showed up for a visit and I noticed she was a lot slimmer so I offered her some food. Well, 3 days later she showed up with her 3 kittens in tow (so much for being plump). I sheltered her and her kittens and they thrived. I was able to adopt out two of the kittens and kept the yellow tabby we call "Baby Baby." Mommie Mommie was the best mommie ever; she wore herself out taking care of her kittens. I told her one day you will be the baby.

Bio:
PHYSICAL TRAITS: Unique bandit mask markings on her face. Beautiful eyes with extremely long whiskers. Stunning coat of many colors. She is absolutely gorgeous. If you look closely at her pictures, you can see that a piece of Mommie Mommie's left ear is missing. The feral program that spayed her tips the top portion of the female's ear on the left side to identify them as being "fixed" so they won't be picked up by animal control. Mommie Mommie lives inside.

Background:


I've Been On Catster Since:
August 28th 2007 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
616652


Meet my family
Midnight the
"Music Man"
(RIP)
Professor
Ratter "the
Catter"
Precious Poo
Poo
BabyBaby
"Hero" see
Bio/Diary
Mickey Doodle
You're A
Noodle
Cracklin'
Rosie

Meet my Feline Friends
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The Love Bandit


Merry Christmas Mommie Mommie

December 20th 2012 3:15 pm
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I miss you helping me with the tree.

 

TRIBUTE TO MOMMIE MOMMIE

December 6th 2012 4:53 pm
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She was created from the remains of the day
Her coat looked like an accident I must say
God had created with care using the colors He had
And then said to Himself do I God, do I God even dare
He poured the paints together and thought about a cat
Put her in and round and round she spun in the vat
When the litter was born, they were quite a sight to see
Because even though a mixture, they were all so pretty
There was a black one as dark as night and a yellow tabby too
But the most magnificent one’s colors had skewed hues
Was she a patched yellow tabby, a calico, or a tortoise shell, oh drat!
It really doesn’t much matter because on her front paw she had a bottle cap.

The sweetest, friendliest cat you would ever want to meet
Joe was her professional petting tool. He would position his hand
just right and she would rub her cheek and chin in delight.
I would point to my cheek and ask for a kissy and she would give me one.
She never begged at the table.
She loved to give you love nips on your head
She was very independent but would come when you called her.
She had a white patched tortoise shell coat with yellow tabby stripes
Her tongue was like sandpaper and she loved to lick you.
She had a little sassy, prancy walk
She loved to snuggle and cuddle
She love to lay next to you or on you
At night when I would recline she would settle in and sleep with me
She enjoyed sitting in the top of her perch
She was a living barometer
She loved being combed
She loved her scratchy pad
She enjoyed eating the grass between the slats
I don’t ever remember her making a mess in the house
She loved her toys
She loved the treats
She would stand up on her hind legs and paw at the door when she would see you coming and act like you had been gone for weeks—so delighted to see you.
When you opened the door, she would step over the threshold and put one paw out and that was the extent of her exploration – she did not want to leave me.
She got along with all the cats
She liked Midnight and I would occasionally see her grooming him.
She rarely went into the bathroom.
She didn’t start trouble but wouldn’t put up with any either
She was a young mother; had three kittens. Two were adopted out and I kept Baby Baby.
She was a very devoted mother wore herself out skin and bones I really was concerned for her life. She trusted me never threatened me when I handled her kittens. It’s a potty not a party.
When she weened Baby Baby and he would try to nurse she would jump high out of reach
When he got older and stronger and wanted to play she would bat him and hiss to deter him – he was too strong for her
A sweet cat with beautiful green eyes and magnificent whiskers.
In the end she spent a lot of time in the bed room with Joe.
A short life only 8 years old and taken by cancer of the pancreas.
I hate cancer.
It was a clear warm day that Mommie Mommie died.
I love you Mommie Mommie, will always love you; you will never be forgotten.

 

Observation by Mom

February 24th 2008 12:59 pm
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There is nothing so sweet than when Mommie Mommie approaches me, says her sweet "meow" and then raises up on her hind legs for me to pick her up and hold her so she can cuddle and nuzzle.

 
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