Cassie


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"The world according to Cassie!"

Home:So. Lake Tahoe, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 14 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 8 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Mouse, moose

Quick Bio:
-pound cat

Birthday:
April 10th 2000

Likes:
Going outside on a leash. Too many cars and coyotes to let out by herself. Getting rubbed

Pet-Peeves:
Our other cat Doogie is only 2 months older than Cassie, but he is twice her size. The only irritation I ever see from her is when he sneaks up and pounces on her.

Favorite Toy:
Spungy balls

Favorite Nap Spot:
On top of the refrigerator or by my side. My husband says we are attached at the hip.

Favorite Food:
Temptations snacks

Skills:
Talking in a trill every time you go by or if she wants you to pet her, and Begging by flopping completely upside down right in front of you to get rubbed.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
Due to an inability to digest food properly, Cassie was very tiny when we first spotted her at the Animal Shelter. She looked to be about 4 weeks old, although they assured me she was actually 8 weeks. I almost passed her up because she was just so little. But, she sat as close as she could to the front of the cage and stretched her paw as far as it would go in order to touch me every time I passed the cage. My heart just melted. And, five years later it continues to melt every time I look at her.

Bio:
I have had a lot of cats but never one with such a great sense of humor. Cassie's favorite game is to be somewhere close while I am on the computer. Then, as soon as I get up for a second, she jumps down on my chair, spreads out, and pretends that is where she really wanted to be. When I ask her what she is doing in my chair, she rolls upside down with a twinkle in her eye, and will grab hold of the chair so that I can't (pretend) to push her off. If I bring a second chair in, she will jump in that one before I can sit down in it, trying to stop me from sitting in either chair. Sometimes she will lay in one and grab the second chair so I can't move that one in front of the computer either (as seen on page two of her pictures.) This is something we have played for years and neither of us ever tire of the game.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Cassie the Character

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Babes in Blue Award Ceremony Begins Tonight - 5:00 PM Cat

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 17th 2004 More than 10 years!

I Was In The:
2006 Valentine's Day Party!
See me in Catster's 2005 Holiday Picture Party!
♥Mom♥ 2005 Mother's Day Stroll!

2005 Valentine's Day Party!

2004-2005 Holiday
Picture Party
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Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
62541

for 3381 days


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I'll be glad to bird sit for you!

January 21st 2005 6:33 pm
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It was a dark, cold night outside when my humans first spotted the large gray bird with a hurt wing.

Afraid that it might freeze to death or that some stray cat might get it (not us, we wouldn't do anything like that), they caught it, put it in our traveling case and brought it in the house to keep it warm.

I just couldn't keep my eyes off of that strange creature. It is the first time I ever got to see a bird up close. I'll bet if mom let me, we could have been friends. It seemed fine, except for the fact that it couldn't fly. It had a great appetite for some kind of seeds that didn't even look edible to me.

I kept my new friend company most of the night and was actually gaining a great affection for it, but then Dad said he had to take it to a place that cares for birds until they can fly again, and then turns them loose. So, it was back to normal, with only my boring brother to play with.

Mom took a picture and said something about adding it to Catster. I'm not sure what that means but I didn't think the picture was THAT cute. It doesn't even show my face.

 

I was bad today, but then nobody is Purrrrrfect all the- time.

November 22nd 2004 2:44 pm
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I just wanted some attention. I was being my cutest and everything. Mom had her nose stuck at the computer and my dad was in the back room.

I hollered and Mom did let me in the garage, but that wasn't enough today. I wanted her to PAY ATTENTION to ME! I strutted around, stuck my tail in the air and rubbed the monitor. Then I tried to lay down on the key board. Mom just gave me the tiniest of strokes, gently pushed me off, and went right back to punching those boring keys.

By now I am not in too good a mood. Hmmmm lets see. What can I do to get her attention.

Ohhh I know something that she doesn't like at all. This should do it. I put my ears back and raced as fast as I could into the dining room, gave a big leap and climbed up her expensive drapes clear to the top where I could walk along the rods.

The view was GREAT from up there. Hey, look where I am Mom!

Boy, did THAT get her attention! Right away, she's in the dining room giving me a piece of her mind. I looked down and gave her my most pitiful meow to tell her that I had no idea how to get down by myself.

Now if that had been my Dad, he would have IMMEDIATELY gotten a chair, and stood on it to get me down. But not my Mom. She took one long look and told me "You got yourself up there, now you can just figure out how to get yourself down!" Then she turned her back and just walked away.

Sometimes Moms aren't any fun at all!

 

My Excursion in the snow

November 11th 2004 1:57 pm
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It must have snowed a little over a foot here in Tahoe. Usually when it is cold
and been snowing, we cats reserve the right not to go out for our morning walk, but kind hearted daddy will put on his heavy winter coat, and his knitted cap and sit on the floor with the sliding glass door open to see if either of us is interested. Usually, we both just sit, one on each side of him and look out into the cold morning air.

But this time, I decided to check it out, so I climbed down on the first step, wiggled my butt and then jumped in the snow with all fours. The fresh snow almost buried me. Now what do I do. I have to figure out how to get back out of it without taking any more steps. It took me about 20 seconds of debating, until I practically did a 180 degree turn in mid air and managed to get myself back on the step in one leap. Then I stood there and one by one shook all four of my little paws before coming back in the house and again sitting down next to dad and looking out at the snow.

Boy, is that stuff cold!

 
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