Nicknames: Em Fecity, Meme, Sissy, Sissypuss, Noisy, Memily
Birthday: January 8th 1996
Likes: to yell at me when I am on the computer apparently
Pet-Peeves: my not giving her my full attention when I am on the computer
Favorite Toy: whatever cloth Christmas tree ornament she has stolen from the tree this year. This year's is a little wreath.
Favorite Nap Spot: the futon that she is on in the fish picture
Favorite Food: she's a very finicky eater and will not admit to having a favorite food, if she will eat her "treat" food or a little piece of ham or cheese she does it with the air of having done you a great favor by deigning to do so.
Skills: she is particularly adept at stealing ornaments off the Christmas tree without messing up the lights or branches.
Arrival Story: Emily and Edgar and their 3 siblings and their Mama were found by an animal rescuer in a taped shut box in a parking lot. I had just lost my precious kitty of 11 years to illness and was looking to adopt a kitten. They had no kittens at the shelter but a person who worked there knew the woman who had rescued Emily and her family and put me in touch with her. I picked Emily of the available girl kitties because she has just a hint of tortie or calico in her coloring and she has three white toes on one front paw.
I have been chosen as the family spokescat, even though I am an angel, or maybe because I am an angel. And because I am an angel mommy will be losing something irreplaceable when my Catster page is gone forever.
I know my family has not been active on here in quite a while. So I reckon somecats might even wonder why we are so upset that the Catster community is going away. All I can say is:
We could speak in our own voices
We could share the joy of a can of tuna or a new cat nip toy or new bed!
We could read about the adventures of our other furriends and share in their joys and sorrows
We were able to help each other
We were able to form bonds of friendship
We could laugh together and play games
We KNEW that all the humans who were typing for us loved us!
When one of us had to make a journey to the Bridge the friends would gather and form one big huge hug of comforting purrs.
I have to say on behalf of my furmily that I do thank Catster for what they gave us. Aw, c'mon! Quit digging in your litter boxes to throw poop at me!! I DO thank them because it was wonderful. It was the most special place there could be.
BUT I am heartbroken that it is going away. I think they are making a huge mistake and I think they are being extremely insensitive about it! They could have given us more time, more warning, they could have asked us if we wanted to save it and given us the opportunity. They could have kept this going and made money off of it had they not screwed things up one after another for the community. And now, in the ultimate betrayal, they are taking it all away.
As they say... all good things must come to an end. And this was such a good thing. :(
Words are inadequate.
We love you all. Take care of yourselves and your humans.
My stoopy brofur Edgar used up all the zealies that our kind furriends gave us (well almost all of them) thanking his furriends fur birthday gifts! So I just get to write a diary! And please, don't send us more zealies furriends, it's okay.
Momma thinks about me all the time and misses me so. She wonders how long that tumor had been growing and whether if she had been using the vet she now uses it would have been found soon enough to make surgery a good option. *sigh*
Momma loves Salem and Lucy and they helped her deal with the grieving. But of course, no one can effur take my place. Momma and daddy always thought I would outlive Edgar, because he was FAT! MOL! But now he has gone on two and a half years without me. Who'd a thunk it?
I miss momma too. Even though I am right there, in her heart.
Thank you so much fur remembering me on my birthday!! You are the bestest furriends!
... is the last day for me to be Angel Olde Furt of the Month and my brofur, Edgar to be Olde Furt of the Month. Hardly any Furts noticed and hardly any Furts cared. I guess we deserved that. We aren't on Catster at all anymore.
But we remember with love the good times we had here and all our dear friends.
Emily Felicity, gone but never, never, never, never forgotten.