Big Mama
Breed Unknown
Photo of Big Mama, a female Breed Unknown
Home:Central City, NE  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 6 lbs.

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Catster stats for Big Mama
Friends:70  Views: 50

Stars:
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Special Gift Box:
Catster HQ
 

Nicknames:
I have a name. Use it.

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

I'm In The:
2008 World's Coolest Dog and Cat Show!
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-part feral-cat rescue

Coloration:
Gray Tabby

Likes:
Being left alone. Fresh dead squirrel. Hunting

Pet-Peeves:
Sticks. Mean people with sticks.

Favorite Toy:
Her kids.

Favorite Nap Spot:
In the sun.

Favorite Food:
Mice, squirrels, rabbits and sometimes cat food.

Skills:
Amazing mom, outstanding hunter.

Dwells:
outdoors

Arrival Story:
I was born a feral cat in a neighborhood infested with evil boys. With sticks. I HATE sticks. Don't hold one around me, got it? Needless to say the moron boys liked smacking cats around with sticks. I learned to be cautious. One day a Good Family moved into the Big House in that same neighborhood. They started putting out food for us feral cats. That was nice. I instinctually trusted them. But still I stayed away. Until one day, my pregnant belly was so big I couldn't move fast enough to hunt properly. So I went to the food dish they put out. One of the Good Girls saw me (and my giant belly, hence the name Big Mama). She didn't smack me with a stick. Or chase me away. Or touch me. I decided I liked her. So when I had my kittens, I brought 'em over. The Good Family fed them and looked after them after I weened them. I stuck around too.

Bio:
I stuck it out with the Good Family. I left all my litters with them. They were nice. They never hit me. Still I couldn't help but flinch and shy away every time they held a stick or something similar. They were smart enough to figure that meant I had a history with Bad People and tried not to pick up sticks around me too often. Pretty cool of them. I stayed with them for the rest of my life. When I got sick toward the end, I left. They'd been so good to my families and I. I couldn't let them see the end.

Forums Motto:
Leave me alone.

The Groups I'm In:
Hey! You Look Like Me!, Multiple Cat households!!!

Maybe you noticed a couple of my kits are on Catster. Candy (my oldest girl) and Chunker. Licorice, I suppose that's her given name, but I call her Chunker. Good kids.

I've Been On Catster Since:
March 24th 2008

Catster Id:
758905

Meet my family

Marshmallow
Bob

Baxter
Patches

Veronica
Lynx

Orion
Buttercup

Candy
Licorice

Christina
Marie
Trey

Miss T
F.A.T.S.

Mr. Larson

Meet my Feline Friends
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Princess Diana
♥ )O(
Miss Valentine
♥ )O(

Miss Benson
♥ )O(
♥KARMA
KITTY♥

CHARLIE
CLARENCE
PUNKIN POOH

SMOKEY
BABY (In
Loving Memory)

SNOW (In
Loving Memory)
KARMA (Rainbow
Bridge)

RAGS
See all my Feline Friends

Big Mama's World


Hello.


March 24th 2008 3:53 pm   [link to this entry]

My daughters think I need a diary. I don't. Words are overrated. Claws work just fine for my kind of communication. My daughters say this'll help me make friends. They think I need to be social. I... guess so. So. Hi. That's all I got.

Big Mama.


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