Pixie Lovebug Back Home after

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Home:Kingston Upon Hull, East Yorkshire, United Kingdom  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Female

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Pickles, Pickle Stick's, Little pic wik, Piccy Wik, Pic the wick, Pixie P, Love Bug.

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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


Hiding under covers or anywhere dark like a little kid. E.g going inside the wardrobe, cupboards, boxes. Climbing on shelves and wardrobes. Eating biscuits. Drinking ceral milk when I'm not looking. Playing and fighting with her sister.

Not being allowed in wardrobes, the bathroom (she pushes the door open to get in), or out in the garden. (She learn't to miaow from chirping due to this a few weeks ago). Also when its time to come back in from the garden after supervised play time.

Favorite Toy:
Likes her curtain hoops on elastic and her cat nip mouse. Current fave is hair bobbles. All my hair bobbles are now dirty an mangled on the floor in various parts of the house. Also she is always finding screws and bits of metal (not good).

Favorite Nap Spot:
Tables, Wardrobes, Under the computer desk and on. Our knees. On the landing. Oh and now the sink in the bathroom!!!??? So funny!

Favorite Food:
Whiskers Kitten Biscuits, Go Cat Kitten, Pets at home Salmon kitten bic's, James Wellbeloved various flavour bic's. Bic's is all she'll eat! She also loves her water and our food when she sneekily gets hold of it!

Looking extra adorable? Does that count? Also she make a serious funny clicking sound when she's hunting flies like a Velociraptor dinosaur on Jurrassic park! So funny!


Arrival Story:
Pixie came to officially live with my partner and I yesterday! We sourced her from The Hull Animal Welfare Trust in South Cave after seeing her adorable face from a distance on their website! I'd been specifically looking for a brindle Tortie (dark tortie with no white) and after 6 weeks of searching, it seemed I would have to wait for ever! But she was waiting for me secretly with her sis and after playing with them in their pen, I knew I had to try and give them a home! It was a very stressful week for me after that decision, as I couldn't reserve them til i'd had a successful home check and i was just so worried someone else would take them! But now they're here with us its so great! We refer to them as the kitts (kids) and so far Pixie has taken the lead over her sister in dominance and confidence, which is strange as she is smaller but she was first out of the cage to explore and her sister has been following her and imatating her ever since!

Her mum is a black kit called Pascal who lost her home when her owner didn't want a pregnant puss! :( Pixie looks set to be a very pretty Brindle Tortie cat! Lovely adorable face! Update 8th June 2010 Pixie did turn into a beautiful Brindle Girl and we have shared many very special times together. She has a thing for licking me all the time and stares like a lovebug into my eyes and then gives me a little nose kiss. She loves to lay on the sofa in the nook of my arm and lay on her back with her tummy all exposed like a dog. She is very like a doggy actually and since I was the most stupid human ever and left the cat flap open one night on 1st June, she has disappeared and it has broken mine and her dad's heart! We are so sad now and keep going out looking for her. We've put up posters all over and ad's on the internet. Some days I feel hopeful and like she's just at someone's house as they think she is a stray (she is microchipped, no collar) but today i've had a cry because if she did get locked somewhere at 8 days its not looking good for her. There have been no reported road kills though since she went. My neighbours all know. Come back home soon my baby Pix! We love and miss you so much! Love Mummy xxx

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Forums Motto:
Pixie - the inquisitive love bug.

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My Diary of Mischief and Madness! By Pixie Ninja Kitt

PIXIE IS HOME!!!!!!!! OMG! by mum Steph

June 16th 2010 2:17 pm
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*Newsflash 16th June 2010*

Hi all!... well I just want to update you that this very lunchtime 16th June 2010 my Pixie lovebug has been brought home alive and well to me!!!! Cue [scream!!!!!!]

I am soooo happy, words really can't express!

16 days missing and I was having a terrible day of feeling sick with worry at work. I even went to see Sex and the City 2 last night at the cinema to try and take my mind of her but it was so rubbish I kept staring at the ceiling feeling sick again, remembering my Pix playing on the landing the last night I saw her. There was even a beautiful and massive slither of moon and a twilight and it just made me pine for her. I couldn't even eat the Ben & Jerry's icecream I bought! That's being lovesick for you!

So back to today... a man called my other half to say he thought Pixie was in his garage... (what a surprise... a garage!) He had seen her a couple of times today but couldn't get near her to be fully sure but had her cornered in anyway. (I am yet to get the full story but I understand there were holes to get in and out) Basically this is across the busy B road that is Cottingham Road in Hull and right near the Gardeners Arms pub, where there are a few lock up's and this was one where a furniture maker was based.

My partner left work straight away and wasn't getting his hopes up that it was her as we’ve had a couple of let down sightings and she was hiding when he got there. After calling for a while and shaking the bic's, she came out and ran to him miaowing. He scooped her up and hugged her, she recognised him straight away! The man who found her who had a cat himself then got her a box for the short walk across the road to where we live.

She was within 300 yards of our house the whole time!!

My partner was going to surprise me when I got home from work but had to call me in the end and it was one of those serious calls, where your manager says... someone's on the work phone for you and your stomach drops thinking er ...what bad news is it? He just said “I have a little brown cat here, boxed and sealed up in our living room!” I just couldn't believe it for 5 mins and kept asking if he was sure? Then I got a round of applause at work. One colleague said, are you going to cheer the hell up now?

I took an extended lunch to see her and when I walked in the room I did have a little cry with joy on hugging her! She is very skinny after 16 days on her own and has a slight wound on her hind leg but the vet checked it out and it was like a cat bite. She washed it down and gave her a shot of antibiotics and said she was a lucky cat. Her sister Firefly hissed at her when I introduced them so I need some Feliway stat. Sisters hey! tsk! Firefly is still not happy now and is very upset the dominant one who smells funny is back again!

So there you are guys... I was seriously giving up hope and felt sick all the time with worry but there are miracles after all and this is the best day ever... really! I can now join the gang who say DON'T GIVE UP HOPE and my cat was a female spay who really shouldn't have wondered off! Best of luck to all of you with a missing pet! I seriously know how you are feeling. A collar and GPS for Pix. Well GPS maybe for xmas!

Have uploaded a pic of Pix taken this lunch time happy at home!


Day 12 in the heartbroken house.. by Steph Mum

June 12th 2010 5:29 am
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Pixie is still not home and no sign of her. We got a call from a lady yesterday saying she saw a cat like her a few streets away, which would have involved her crossing a busy road though it would be quiet at 3-6am I suppose. Anyway we went up and down said street in car and then Iain my boyf spotted a tortie... but it wasn't Pix. :( We spotted another couple of torties on our car travels locally and I realised we didn't have the only tortie in Hull after all. But still she's easier to spot than black or black and white or tabbies I suppose. I went into town this morning but couldn't get this sick kick in the stomach feeling out of me, the longing that I have to hold my Pix in my arms and tell her its ok now, she's safe. Today is a sunny day here and the birds are singing. Firefly is out chirping and jingling her bell, rolling around looking for attention, which I gladly give her. I'm sat in my patio on the pub bench and feel like if she was around she would sense me better here than inside but i'm going to do some more postering in a minute. I went for a pizza last night and the shop and others in that row had all taken down my poster! I had a go at the Pizza man saying I am relying on these and I'll tell him when she is found. He cheerfully said bring another in and we will put it back up. i need more lamination pouches too.

Sometimes I am thinking the worst and then imagining her in a shed somewhere after 12 days and that is not good. The council hasn't called finding any microchipped dead cats so that is good. Haven't called vets or RSPCA since last week and advert has run out on Gumtree. She is listed on www.nationalpetregister.org though under Yorkshire. I'm having trouble with laughing and the idea of letting myself have fun as I can't bear to think that she is scared and lonely somewhere. It just feels really wrong. Firefly doesn't walk further than 4 or 5 houses towards the open end of my 'dead end' street and I just can't understand why Pix, a happy, spayed cat who has lived here all her life would just walk off and not come back. She is really hard to catch at the best of times so I can't see that someone got her to come to them to steal. She is very curious though always going in wardrobes and nooks and crannies. I feel weird going and asking neighbours again to look in their sheds. The street knows she is missing and we have posters in the car windows and in our house window.

It is the first match of the England vs USA World Cup today and I don't like football but everyone around is exited and I wish I could join in the good moods. Its summer and I looked forward to it but not without my kitty Pic. :(


Wed 9th June. Pix has still not returned... Written my Mummy- Steph

June 9th 2010 3:40 pm
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So here I am 1 week and a day since I last saw my baby girl Pix. Just to be clear she is not a child substitute. I'm not even sure if I want kid's yet at 29yrs old. It's just with having Pix since 7 weeks old and first seeing her at 5 weeks I feel like she felt I was her adopted mummy. She licked me all the time, that was her thing; with her sister Firefly it is kneading but Pix liked the salty taste of my skin maybe? I miss her rough tongue obsessively on my arm that even annoyed me sometimes with the roughness of it. I knew she was loving me up though. I miss her twinkling eyes of yellow squinting at me in a awe like, loving way, like I was her world at that exact moment and of course she was also mine. I miss her little chirps at me and how if I chirped to her she'd chirp back and we'd talk to one another like that. How I'd look out into the back yard from upstairs and she'd see me and start chirping and moving closer before jumping on the fence to try and get as near to the window as she could but she couldn't quite get there so she jump down and run so very fast through the cat flap and upstairs to greet me and I'd scoop her up and she'd give me a nose kiss and a cuddle. I miss her lounging lazily with me on my sofa watching the big light box. {Firefly must sense I'm thinking of PIx as she's just jumped in front of the laptop screen and is kneading the blanket stopping me from writing, bless] ... I miss Pix's soft tortie brown and cappuccino stomach with flashes of auburn and rubbing her up and down while she just lay there with her legs flopped haphazardly apart in the most trusting way, completely unguarded. I miss how she loved it when I throw part of a blanket over her and she'd tunnel inside to hide, she love to hide in covers. Sometimes if the blanket fell onto the floor and I was on my laptop, she'd crawl inside on the floor and lay in there. I miss when she'd sneak in our bedroom last thing and she'd hide seemingly innocent under a desk until i'd got in bed and then jump in the middle of us and lay out like a long sausage dog before turning on her back and laying like a human. It would annoy me after a while as I need my space and i'd inevitably scoop her up and take her to her cat bed. She then wake me up at 4-5 in the morning with a pawing un clawed at the pine door to my room, shuffle shuffle shuffle it went and repeated like that with a mewing until I gave in and got up to let her outside and fill her bowl with bic's (she would only eat bic's). I miss how she decided the cola cola glass on my boyf's bedside table was her glass and she'd every so often go and lap at the water for ages! She loved drinking her water. I miss her following me around the house and watching me doing the housework like I was teaching her how to do it. I miss getting out our car after work and her running up to us out of the bushes chirping with her tail in the air mewing, so glad to see us and hungry for tea. I miss just scooping her up and most recently, her making a shelf on my arms and curling up and licking my forearm as I walked around the house with her. I miss her in the car travelling to the vets or to stay with her grandma when we needed to go on holiday and her mews of worry and how I would calm her and say " nearly there Pic, nearly there baby girl, and give her a mew every now and again in reply to her mews. I miss seeing her in the window as I came home laying in her cat bed which is now empty. I miss her purr and her twitching while she had her kitty dreams. She made me feel so much love when I was with her and I felt like she was there for me when I was down, which recently has been a lot. She was possessive though and would give Pie (Firefly) the evil eye if she came in the living room when she was in her domain on the sofa. Pie would often retreat and go off upstairs. Now Pie is here with me on the sofa and doesn't seem to be too traumatised by Pix not being here. She has taken on many of her roles and comes to me when I call. Now I've out a bell and collar on, which she lets me put on and take off quite willingly, I hear her jingle when I call and I know she's safe and coming home. Pie loves to play and has so much energy to get rid of. She's lost her tag team partner though against the Tom cats in the neighbourhood now. I feel for her strongly in that way. I miss them being a tag team and seeing them in rare moments playing with their toys and almost getting on. I think i'm done with the 'missings' just for now but what with going round to my next door neighbour who is a young 20yr old and her being completely unfriendly and lacking in humour and also when I asked 'did she not like cats?' she said abruptly 'no... I like birds' I now have it in my stupid head that Pix has been poisoned or 'taken care of in some way' The bin men came the day after Pix disappeared, she could have been put in a bag and got rid of inconspicuously and all our campaigning could have been in vain. This is the worst sort of pain. It is a kick in the stomach an a lurch too, a feeling of absence that you can't fill up. A longing for my missing Pix, not knowing if she's still alive or if she dies painfully, or if she's scared somewhere surviving god knows how, or if in the best way, she has been taken in my someone nice who just doesn't realise for some reason that she has a loving home. She had a little belly on her and a gloriously healthy coat. She is microchipped and spayed. At 9 days, I'm starting to feel like hope is fading. I read hopeful stories every day online at work to get me through. Nothing holds any weight for me now. I just feel empty and so down. Thank god for Pie trying her best to comfort me. Bless her little white socks! :( x

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