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Home:Nashville/St. Louis, TN  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 6 lbs.

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Kris, Growler

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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

Gotcha Date:
October 21st 2007

September 25th 2007

Silver-Patched Tabby

He likes to carry a soft ball around

The other kittens coming near him when he has a toy

Favorite Toy:
A soft puff ball

Favorite Nap Spot:
Curling up with his siblings in their playpen

Favorite Food:
He likes everything has been served so far


Arrival Story:
Kristopher is one of the 4 Little Kittens. His mom Tammy came to the house and started eating with Orange Man. After a couple weeks I was able to touch her and took her in for spay surgery. The day after I brought her home, she carried her four kittens over to the house and after a bit of a struggle I was able to get them all gathered up and inside and now they are part of the family.

Kristopher loves to get a soft ball, carry it around in his mouth and growl the whole time, even if no other kittens are near him, just in case they want to take his toy. If he thinks another kitten is coming near him, he likes to try to hide in mom's lap or under my legs so no one will get his toy. He is a really sweet little guy.

Forums Motto:
Sensitive Boy

I've Been On Catster Since:
January 9th 2008 More than 9 years!

Stars Given In The Past Month:
Spice E
Angel Smokey
 Cleopatra ~ Grace
Emily the Angel Kitty
 Jerry (Sweet Angel)
Smiley Cassanova
Sneakers ♥ Angel
Missy-Beloved Kitty 1989-2009
Angel Indy♥
Platelicker  ♥ DB#69
♥ Simba ♥ LOVED
Orange Man
Orange Man
Calli and Babies
Calli and Babies
Katie (In Loving Memory)
Nelly ~ Bell ~ May Angel Girl
Navin R. Johnson-Davis
♥ Princess ♥
the Turner family
Punkin ~~most beloved Angel~~

Special Gifts Given In The Past Month:
 Harley the Angel Kitty
Emily the Angel Kitty
Toby the Angel Kitty
♥ Remus ♥
♥ Molly ♥
 Ginny aka Dangerous Beans
Zoe Rose aka SVALA
Duchess (In Loving Memory)
Navin R. Johnson-Davis
Amigo Dog
Onyx is a MOMMA!
Princess Buttercup
Bastien the Bachelor
Miles Montgomery
Marcus Kitty
Angel Tabitha (Tabi)
Frankenstein- In Loving Memory
Taffy (forever loved) ADB#30
KhaiLei Gone to the Angels
Pasha RIP 3/12/11
Caney Cat
Alley (Forever In My Heart)
Muffin - forever loved
Kaci Sunshine - Beloved Angel
Pipi ( in loving memory)
Missy ~ Beautiful Angel
Angel Kashmere 5/1/01~4/21/09
Sir Thomas
Picabo *ADOPTED*
Munchkin *ADOPTED*
Buffet *ADOPTED*
Magic OVER THE BRIDGE 05/18/11

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

for 4154 days

Meet my family
SnuggleLiza (In
Loving Memory)
Orange ManSylvia
Bobbi (My
Sophie4 Little
Calli and

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I was such a special boy

Mom messed up

January 8th 2017 4:35 pm
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My mom thought she entered my Rainbow Bridge Day date on my profile. She was so sad that I only got a few remembrances on my page. Then she noticed she had not done it. It was hard for her and she had meant to come back. Now she feels like she cheated me. It has been an awful day. I forgive her. She didn't do it on purpose. I hope she forgives herself.

We want to thank those who remembered and came by my page. Thank you for the gifts. We appreciate your kindness and friendship so much.


My last day

January 7th 2017 8:04 am
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Last year, on this day, I got up and started my day with my family. Mom took me in the bathroom for meds. I didn't like it, but I wanted to stay, so I was a trooper and let mom help me. I know she loves me & just wanted to make things better for me.

Mom noticed me get in the box a few times and try to potty, but nothing. Mom got some pumpkin and syringed it to me. I really didn't like that. Mom called the vet. They said bring him in for an enema. Mom decided to wait and see how I did.

By afternoon, I still hadn't pottied. Mom was getting nervous. Maybe she should have been more patient to let the pumpkin and oil she gave me have a chance, but I had been so sick, mom was very worried. She wanted to do the right thing.

Mom called the vet back. Once again, I was in the carrier and mom was saying I would feel better soon.

They took me from mom & into another room. I didn't understand wwas happening to me and I didn't like it. Then, there was a horrible pain in my head. Things got blurry. What is happening to me? Mom said I would feel better, but this is awful. I've been sick, but I've never felt like this.

Then they were pushing me back into the carrier. Everything was swirling. I felt sick. They handed the carrier to mom. She looked at me and said my eyes didn't look right. They said I did fine. Everything was fine. I wanted to scream, no it's not! I could not do anything. Mom kept looking at me. I could tell she knew something was wrong.

We came home. Mom opened the carrier door, but I didn't move. Mom's heart sank. She had told me I would feel better. Now she knew it was bad. I always came right out of the carrier.

Mom called the vet. They continued to say I did just fine. They even tried to say that I was just angry with mom for doing that to me, but we knew better. Mom knows all of my moods. Angry really isn't one. Iwas truly the nicest cat ever. Mom always said I was made of 100% love. They said if I still felt bad in the morning, mom should bring me back in. We both knew that wouldn't happen. Mom reached in and pulled me from the carrier. I was all wet. She took me in the bathroom and washed me up as carefully as she could.

She brought me back in the bedroom and I used what strength I had to get under the tree. I loved the curl up under there and mom always hated taking it down because I missed it so much.

All of the cats were very sedate. My beautiful Sophie didn't understand what was happening, but she knit was bad.

Mom made a pallet on the bed and put me on it. I trto get up a few times but I just didn't have the energy. Mom laid next to me, with her arm around me. The other cats left throom and didn't come in all night. They did the same thing a few months before, when mom nearly passed.

We stayed that way all night. Mom was so crushed. She took me in so I would feel better and now this.

At breakfast time, mom said she was going to lay me in on the bathroom rug for just a few minutes, so she could feed everyone. She carried me in carefully and sat me down. I had been next to her all night and then she sat me down for just a second & before she could leave to feed them she saw me jerk. She knew my tiny heart was stopping. That tiny heart, so full of love, just couldn't hang on anymore. Mom was so sad. She had taken her hands off of me for just a moment and I was leaving without feeling her loving touch.

Mom got on the floor and gathered me up. I tried to get a breath, but I just couldn't and I went limp in her arms.

No! Not like this! Mom and I couldn't believe it. We had fought so hard.

Mom fed the others and then came back for me. She held me in her arms. Told me how sorry she was and how much she loved & loves me.

When the vet office opened, mom called. She said I wasn't mad and I didn't start feeling better. The nurse didn't understand and mom told her I was gone. Later, the vet called and said I must have had a stroke during the procedure. Well great. No one had mentioned that possibility.

Mom called a cremation place. She held me for a few hours until they came to take me away. Eventually, my mother and Sophie came in and smelled me, looked at me and mom and left quietly. My beautiful Sophie has never really regained her joy or played with the enthusiasm she did before. Mom misses me every day. I was so young, such a fighter, such a great hugger & just all around wonderful cat.

Mom had to hand me off to that stranger and it broke her heart. As she watched the truck drive up the street, another truck was coming down. It was the truck delivering our new cat tree. That made it even worse for mom. No one was really in the mood to play in it.

Mom asked them to make an impression of my paw print. They did the worst print ever. All that really shows is a toenail hole in the clay. No way to get it again. I had the most beautiful paws.

I am still a very loved boy. Mom is having a hard time. She lost a good friend this week and now my anniversary. Things change fast. Get all the love you can, while you can.


The first Christmas without me

December 25th 2016 3:34 am
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My human mom is holding my cat mom this morning. There will be special treats and catnip for kits today. Mom made our sun porch a year round playroom for my cat family this year. That is the big Christmas gift for cats this year.

I am missing out on all of this because I was born with bad kidneys.

My siblings, mom and my beautiful Sophie are there with our human mom and I want to be with them. I want to curl up under the tree. I was supposed to have many more years with my family. They miss me as much as I miss them.

Merry Christmas to my family and my Catster friends. I am trying to send extra hugs to Sophie and my human mom, who are so sad without me. I hope they can feel them this morning.

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