Nicknames: Hannah Banana, Miss Fuzzy Feet, Snugglepuss, Hannie, Baby girl, Brat Cat (from Dad), Hannah the Ham, Snowy named her Hannah-Hugs-a-Lot!
Birthday: April 5th 2003
Likes: She is fascinated with soap bubbles and is always putting her paw in the dish water! Also, playing hockey goalee with ice chips, being held , kneading mom's neck
Pet-Peeves: pulling the tufts of hair on her feet, being brushed, being put out of the office when she wants to snuggle.
Favorite Toy: ice cube chip to chase around the floor, she jumps up on the counter when she hears me crack an ice cube tray!! She loves twist ties and once climbed completely into the bottom drawer of the freezer because she saw one on a bag! Silly girl
Favorite Nap Spot: On the bed with her front legs dangling over the edge, or on Dad's desk, or in a cat bed with Enzo
Favorite Food: Purina Pro Plan Indoor, with Friskies canned, or Fancy Feast for a treat, Friskies Party Mix
Skills: opening cupboard doors (we had to put magnetic locks on them), opening bi-fold doors, neck hugs, french kisses
Arrival Story: We saw Hannah at an adoption site from a local shelter. We were "only looking" (right), but saw the sign on her and her siblings cage, saying that they were found at the city dump. She was no doubt the ugliest kitten I had ever seen! Stringy gray fur, very scrawny, runny eyes, and missing all the hair on the top of her head. Needless to say, she stole my heart. I convinced my patient husband that she'd never be chosen, so we took her home. I keep forgetting to add, the shelter didn't think anyone would want her either, because they just gave her to me, with no adoption fee! It has to be the best decision I have ever made. This little girl has brought more pure love and affection, and more joy to my life than I ever could have imagined. I can't stand to be away from her.
Bio: We learned from her foster mother, that a puppy she was fostered with was responsible for chewing the fur from her head. She looked more like a monkey, than a kitten. She has almost no voice, just squeaks, or says "hah", like she is saying her name! Her purr is just a vibration. Hannah holds her paws up to be lifted into my arms. She would let me carry her for hours. Each morning she wakes me kneading and suckling my neck, and giving me french kisses. She loves to wrestle with the boys, and when we brought Enzo home, she camped out on top of his carrier and they became best friends. Hannah is the best part of my life right now. No matter how bad the day has been, everything is okay again when she jumps into my arms, and wraps those fuzzy feet around my neck! When I am holding her, it's just she and I...the rest of the world doesn't even exist. My lifetime love.
Lives Remaining: 8 of 9
Forums Motto: My Heart Is True
Birthday : April 5th
Diary of the Day: March 11, 2007 Daily Diary Pick: March 19, 2007 May 7th, 2007 July 14, 2007 December 10th, 2007 March 24th, 2008
April 10th, 2008 July 31st, 2008
December 13th, 2009 Babes in Blue Contest: Morgans Choice Award 2007 Detective of the Month: July 2007 Cat Of the Day: July 13th, 2007 TKC Cat of the Month: January 1, 2008 White Star Award
January 15, 2008 Samoa Detective Agency Detective of the Year 2008 Best in Show Ribbons
I am honored to receive these anonymous gifts! CAT OF THE WEEK
December 27-January 2, 2009
This is my adorable boyfriend PJ Isn't that the most kissable nose you ever saw?
My Beautiful Valentine~2010
TKC's "Cat of the Month", Jan. 2008 TKC's "Cat of the Month", Oct. 2009
First, many thanks to everyone who remembered my eight birthday, and the recent birthdays of my siblings. This is "Birthday Month" in our family, with more than a dozen birthdays to celebrate. There are even two tiny one week old foster babies here, that were born on my birthday! What a special gift. *Happy Purrs*
I will write to everyone of you soon, and send my official thank you's.
Now...it has been quite a while since I have written in my diary. It would be too long a story to tell here, but the short version is that a while back, our normally dry town had 21 inches of rain. Our already leaking old roof gave it up in several places and the insurance company would not cover it due to age and condition.
There's more to the story, but that's the most of it.
So for our safety, until repairs can be made, we got moved to a friend's farm, and are in this really big and nice building with almost 1,300 sq feet to run in! It has windows overlooking a pasture and there are three horses we can see!
A white-ish colored one, named "Blue", comes over to the window and snorts at us. He thinks we smell funny. I have news for him...take a whiff of yourself sir! *giggle*
Anyway, we are all fine.
Mom and dad's day begins at 6:00 am, they drive to the farm, feed us our kibble, clean litters and play with us. Then they go to work, and after work drive back out to change litters, vacuum and mop the floors and give us our canned food. Mom says by the time they have dinner at 10pm, do laundry for the next day, it's almost midnight. Where can she make time for Catster? She stares at the blank computer and wants to be there so badly. We are missing everyone and so much has happened on Catster since we have been gone.
So we are trying to find our way back to our "second home".
It will be in little increments until it gets more back to normal around here. But wait for us...please...we're coming back!
Oh man, I am so sorry my dear and beloved friends.
Mom said she wanted so badly to do the angel stroll, to get us back to Catster for the Holidays, to send rosettes and put on Christmas wallpapers, but nothing is happening as hoped. She has been bawling like a baby because she is too tired to think straight. It is pulling all the joy out of the season.
We have received many beautiful cards in the mail.
Ours are still laying on the desk...unsent. More tears.
We have dozens of people to thank for all the help they were during the fund-raiser auction that was held a couple of months ago. It is eating momma up to have no time for anything. Please don't think this is not always on our minds. We can never say thank you enough for all the kind and generous things that happened. It allowed us to remain a family...what better gift?
Anyway, I have to rush off and give momma a kissie on the lips before she goes to work again.
I am going to try really, really hard to do some more of my treasured angels before the end of the year. I hope you will come back and read about them. I love you all so much.
My dear friends,
I will be back to writing my angel diary entries soon.
I am sorry for the interruption, but my typist is working very long hours and coming home very tired. She keeps telling me she's getting too old for all this hard, physical work! And taking care of all of us is no picnic either, :) (aw, but mom, we're sooo helpful!)
Also, I hadn't told most of you, but we have several more kitties living here now, two foster mom's, with nine babies, five big kittens that are going to stay here permanently, (Tyler, Nolan, Sally, Patrick, and Eli) one little kitten that just joined our family, named Jasmine (I will let Riley tell you about her soon) and and old black tomcat name Boris! WHEW! We hope to do pages for the new TWB members soon, as well as my sisters Zo-Zo and Paisley who never got their pages but have been here a year already. So if there's really "strength in numbers", we are coming back stronger than ever, MOL!
Kitty kisses & much love,
Hannah & her sisters,
(I always wanted to write that, giggle)
...and her brothers and mom & dad