~ Brooke ~ (1997 - 2012)

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Home:Long Island, New York  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female

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Brookie, Brooklyn bridge, the Queen, the diva

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

Gotcha Date:
July 3rd 1997

May 27th 1997

Brown Tabby

Bossing around the other cats, sleeping on "her" queen-sized waterbed, catnip, sunning herself on the windowsill.

The other cats usurping her favorite sunning spots, the "big brown monster", strangers, car rides, cat carriers, and the other cats in general.

Favorite Toy:
Brooke is too much of a diva to play as much as the other cats, but when she does, it is with her favorite catnip mouse.

Favorite Nap Spot:
"Her" waterbed.

Favorite Food:
Fancy Feast with cheese.

Being a diva is her special skill!


Arrival Story:
Brooke's life began as a tiny kitten in the area of Crown Heights in Brooklyn. We had just lost my first cat to kidney failure, and weren't planning on getting another cat right away. That all changed when my uncle, who at the time was still active as a New York City police officer, called one afternoon after I had arrived home from school and told me to come downstairs to the door, because he had a present for me. Lo and behold , there was his squad car in the driveway, and he and his partner were standing next to the passenger door. I soon found out what the present was; a tiny tabby kitten resting in the open glove compartment of the patrol car, in a makeshift bed they had made out of some old uniform shirts. They told me that on one of their patrols, they had seen a small girl holding a kitten. The kitten was very thin, and sick, so they offered to find a new home for it. That new home wound up being mine. The newly christened "Brooke Lynn", named for where she was found, quickly settled in, and has been the queen of the house ever since. :)

Brooke certainly lives up to her "title" as Queen of the house! As the oldest of the cats, she feels it is her duty to keep the other cats in line, something she is very good at doing! Tolerant at best of the other four cats in the house, she mostly keeps to herself in "her" room, relaxing amidst the soft blankets on the water bed or sunning herself on "her" windowsill. She does, however, give her "permission" on occasion for the other cats to sleep near her on the bed - not too close, though! The only one of the cats that can sleep near her is Maus, who she seems to tolerate more than the other cats.

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5/27/1997 - 3/21/2012

March 21st 2012 7:32 pm
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She began life as a tiny stray kitten on the mean streets of Crown Heights, Brooklyn. Dirty, worm infested, and underweight, she was rescued by my uncle who was on active duty as an NYPD officer. My family had just lost our first cat at the young age of eight years old and we were not exactly ready for a cat. We didn't know what to expect when my uncle pulled up to our driveway in his squad car with his partner. He told me to come outside and that he had a surprise for me. So I did, and it was definitely a surprise when he revealed that there was a tiny kitten in the glove compartment!

In her 14 1/2 years, she moved houses, learned to live with a dog and eventually 3 other cats. She was not the most friendly of cats. Stand-offish was more like it. She chose what people she liked and when. She tolerated the other cats, at best, and avoided the dog at all costs. For most of her life she was healthy and never had to go to the vet's for any ailment of any kind. Over the past year we noticed a decline, and although bloodwork results came up inconclusive, she noticeably lost weight and for the last several months had begun to become a lot more affectionate and clingy. Definitely not like herself.

She began having seizures earlier this evening, brief ones that would last 20 seconds at a time. When she had one seizure not ten minutes after recovering from another, I knew I needed to bring her to the vet. Brooke had another seizure on the car ride and another in the carrier, and it became clear that it was her time to join Kitty, Chloe, and Sable over the Rainbow Bridge.

Her royal presence will be forever missed.

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