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Zephyr


Domestic Shorthair
Picture of Zephyr , a female Domestic Shorthair

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Home:Tooradin, Australia  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 12 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 15 lbs.

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Special Gift Box:
Smiley Cassanova
 

Nicknames:
Wide Load, Zephieberg, Fatguts

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

Birthday:
October 24th 2003

Coloration:
Black and White

Likes:
Eating and sleeping. Human feet - the smellier the better.

Pet-Peeves:
Zephyr doesn't like to be head-butted, unlike her sisfur Arrow.

Favorite Toy:
Playing takes energy - much better to lie down for a bit.

Favorite Nap Spot:
According to Zephyr, anywhere is a good spot for a nap.

Favorite Food:
Seafood diet (see food, eat it)

Skills:
No detectable skills whatsoever!

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Zephyr is the fifth in Orkney's litter.

Bio:
Zephyr is second in the catty chain of command and can be a bit of a bully! She is not plain black and white - in the some of the photos you can see stripy brown gaiters on her back legs, and like her sister Arrow her black patches are mottled through with a kind of mouse colour.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Gotta Lie Down Now.

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Cathy's and Stumpy's solstice wedding

I've Been On Catster Since:
October 2nd 2007 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
635180


Meet my family
Orkney
25/10/02 -
3/1/16
ArrowTara 2000 -
2010
Bunty
Nugget
2011-2012

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My Gizzards in a Jar

April 28th 2016 5:59 am
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Last week I spent two nights away from home for the first time ever. I was off my food (a VERY bad sign) and had developed a lumpy patch in my abdomen, so the vet opened me up to peer at my gizzards. He found a bad bit so he took it out, sewed my gizzards back together and stitched me back up again. Mummy was allowed to take me home on the third day and they gave her the bad bit in a jar so that she can have pathology done on it if necessary. She says it's too disgusting to look at so she's wrapped the jar in a paper bag and put a plastic bag over the top of it. I think she should get it out and put it in her display cabinet with her Painted Ponies. It's a unique souvenir of my time away from home and a timely reminder to her NEVER TO SYRINGE FEED ME THAT YUCKY RECOVERY FOOD EVER AGAIN. What do you think?

 

Sometimes exercise is necessary

September 4th 2013 5:13 am
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I had to go to the V-E-T on the weekend because my eyes are infected. As usual, I was a model patient. For the first time in years I weighed in under 7 kilos! So then the vet asked Mummy all these questions such as was I eating OK and stuff...jeepers, they complain when I'm too fat, and then they worry when I lose weight - I can't win! Mummy explained that she has been extremely strict with my diet lately because I'm not exercising as much as I used to, not that I have ever been very keen on exercise.
I spent the day recovering from the vet visit and then on Sunday our home was invaded by two terrible creatures; they looked like hoomans but they were too small to be hoomans, and they chased after me *shudders*. One of them had me cornered under the futon, and I decided that if ever there was a time to move my bod, this was it. I came shooting out from under the futon at the speed of light, straight past the small hooman-like thing which shrieked in surprise. Teeheehee!
Arrow contrived to get away just as the invasion commenced, and spent all day hiding in a corner of the chook pen, which was also invaded, but she managed to stay out of sight. I hear the chickens were not so lucky...

 

Guess Where I Went

August 8th 2012 3:18 am
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To the V-e-t, of course, when do I ever go anywhere else? Although Mummy did once trundle me around Petstock in my cat carrier on a trolley, but that was only because we were on the way back from the V-e-t.
I have to have more antibiotics for my eyes, and anti-inflammatory drops for my leg which has been sore. I wouldn't limp for the vet, so she grabbed my leg and manipulated it this way and that. I cried a little bit but otherwise was very acquiescent and the vet said I was a very placid, well behaved cat. I even put up with it when she blocked my left nostril to make me stop purring.
Mummy made sure to tell them no eye drops, so I don't have to suffer that horrible indignity again. I'm taking my medicine like a trouper as usual, so it's all good.

 
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