Freeway


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Home:Boise, ID  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 7 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 7 lbs.

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Special Gift Box:
The family of Big Harry, My Orange Angel, Patches, Angel Abigail, Angel Zack, Angel Lumi and more!
 

Nicknames:
Devil cat, Kramer(she slides through doorways sideways)

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

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-part feral-cat rescue

Birthday:
May 1st 2007

Coloration:
Tri-color

Likes:
Frisking the dogs when they come inside. She pats them down like the police would.

Pet-Peeves:
Being held when she doesn't want to.

Favorite Toy:
Anything she can carry in her mouth.

Favorite Nap Spot:
In the front window with her puppies.

Favorite Food:
The special "treat" canned food.

Skills:
She has spring loaded feet and can run sideways.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
Freeway is the name given to me because that is where I was found. I was only about 5 weeks old, barely old enough to see the world, but not old enough to be alone. I was hiding under a piece of garbage on the side of an off ramp. I was hungry, stinky and scared. There was a big building next to the freeway and I could see people come and go. But I was afraid, and unsure about everything going on around me. I didn't know how to find my mom and the big cars going by were scarey. Then I saw this nice lady walking to her car. She was parked real close to where I was. I figured this was my one and only chance to get away from all this big scarey stuff. So I let out a meow. She didn't hear me at first so I did it again. That time she heard me. She walked over to the fence and looked. Then she saw me hiding under a piece off paper. She walked around the big fence between us and came up to me. My heart was racing, she seemed so nice. Then she picked me up. I was scared, what about my family, I hissed, clawed and cried. She did not let go. She put me in her car and took me home. She gave me a nice warm bath and some yummy milk. She had other cats and some puppies. We all got along right from the start. I knew this was the place for me. My new mom always telling me that you can take the cat out of the wild but you can't take the wild out of the cat. And I live up to that. I make sure everyday is a new adventure for me and the family.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Hey dog...come 'er!!

I've Been On Catster Since:
September 11th 2007 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
624353


Meet my family
Beanie (In
Loving Memory)
DottieDozerTig Tig
CheebuTwo Socks (In
loving memory)
Daisy DoodlesTigger Roo
SpazNorman BatesCallie

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Life as a wild cat in a loving home


The love of a cat

September 29th 2013 2:28 pm
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It is hard to remember back when I was born a street kitty living barely each day on the food my mommy cat could find. Now I have all the food I want, a warm house and a crazy pack to be a part of. I spend most of time time sleeping on the couch, or on the cat condo. The house is always busy with all the critters the moms have to take care of. But they always find time for a head scratch, a belly rub, or my personal favorite, the brushing. I am not so much into the dogs or other cats these days and when the moms say it is ok i will go out and sleep on the back porch. I try to be a rebel sometimes and when mom says to come in I will sit and stare at them, but then I am like...ok..I will come in..

 
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