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Likes: Hate to say this but he "loves" the blue pillow more than he should.
Pet-Peeves: Does not like to be picked up. He gets very vocal and once put down, he will spent time grooming his hair like he is tell you that he has to get your scent off of him.
Favorite Toy: The blue pillow. He assults it multipal times throughout the day and night.
Favorite Nap Spot: On the day bed with his human momma.
Favorite Food: Shimp he goes nuts if we eat shimp and don't share with him. He also loves yogart.
Skills: Simba is probably the most intelligent cat I ever owned. He used to let my husband know when our dog needed to go outside.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: Had just put down one of my cats due to old age related illness. Still had two, twenty year old cats but knew they too would be crossing the Rainbow bridge shortly. Wanted to get a kitten so that when the time came for the other two to go on their journey, that I would still have a fur baby at my side.
Bio: Saw an add in the local paper for Ragdoll kittens. Simba was not my first choice, as I had picked out one of his brothers. However, as I was holding Simba as his human caretaker was getting his brother ready for us to take home, this little kitten with deep blue eyes, looked into my eyes and I felt like he was looking right into my soul. Right then, I knew he was the one ment for me. Simba came home with us that night and instead of being a scared little kitten, he explored the house and made himself right at home. He wasn't bothered by our two senior cats or our very large Old English Sheepdog. He marched about like he owned the place, thus he got the name Simba for the Lion King.
Lives Remaining: 8 of 9
Forums Motto: I AM the Lion King - Don't mess with me!
Simba is usually a very sweet boy, but if something upsets him, watch out because he has been known to bite and lash out with his claws.
In August 2008, we almost lost Simba to Feline Urologic Syndrome (FUS). This is a life-threatening inflammation of the urinary tract characterized by the freqent, painful passage of bloody urine. We were lucky because we noticed him leaking urine and trying to releave himself in the living room. A call to the local vet told us that he needed vet attention immediately. We rushed him to the vet hospital and he was hospitalized, put on I.V. therapy and the obstructions were worked out. Afterwards, he had to be on a special diet for a while. I'm happy to say that he has made a complete recovery.
Ever since momma got another dog, she has neglected to update my diary. It's been months since she posted and entry. When I ask her about it all she manages to say is that it is hard to maintain four diaries. Well common sense tells me that she should stop updating the dog diaries and only do mine. Now what's so hard about that?
It was my birthday Friday and I'm glad Catster alerted momma or else she would not have known. One can always count of the wonderful folks at Catster and Dogster to tell our humans of important dates. Momma bought me some tasty treats and snuggled with me on the daybed (of course I had to act like I didn't want to snuggle, but it's all an act).
I was minding my own business, not bothering anyone when momma picked me up, carried me to the bathroom and cut off my lion mane again. This is the second time she has done this to me. I have to admit, I like that it doesn't get in my mouth now, but heck, I liked my lion mane as it made me look like a real lion. Now, I have a silly hair cut thanks to my momma. There should be laws against this kink of thing.
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