Birthday: April 1st 2008 Coloration: Gray and White Likes: Playing with her sisfur & brofurs, & sleeping with Daddy. Pet-Peeves: Being scolded, and anyone getting near her food! Favorite Toy: A ball of yarn, a ball with a bell inside, anything with feathers, Laser light or flashlight. Favorite Nap Spot: On the couch on top of my robe, computer desk, or in sunny spots. Favorite Food: Friskies Seafood Sensations, or Fancy Feast. Skills: She can rotate her head almost 360 degrees, just like an owl & she is an expert curtain climber! She also plays "fetch." Dwells:
indoors Arrival Story: My husband and niece Michele were working outside when they heard a kitten crying. They stopped what they were doing and tried to find it, because they were afraid that the kitten might get run over by a vehicle (The business is located right next to a busy road where motorists commonly speed). They tried for quite a while to find the kitten, but it was very shy and kept out of sight. Finally, they were able to coax the kitten out of hiding with some food. She had been abandoned. She was approximately seven weeks old. She was very dirty and she was starving. She was so thin from not eating that you could see all of her backbone. She was very shy, and was afraid to be touched, but she was half starved and wanted to eat very badly. We just kept feeding her and lavishing her with love. We spoke softly to her and stroked her as she ate. She had no choice but to let us pet her because she desperately needed to eat. We took her home and introduced her to baby Belle. She took to Belle right away. They do almost everything together. After about a week of lavishing her with love, she has accepted us and comes to us without a fight now. From the way that she was acting, we believe that someone hit her and threw things at her repeatedly. She was terrified of people in the beginning, but now she is the most loving, affectionate kitty you would ever want to meet. The person(s) who abused her have no idea what they are missing. They abandoned her and left her to die, but she overcame her fear of people and she found love. I named her Daisy because she is such a bright, cheerful being. We love our little Daisy with all of our hearts... Bio: WoooooooHooooooo! I'm having de time of my life! I get to eat good food, and I can sleep as much as I want. I gets to drink good clean waters, and I can purrlay wif my widdle sisfur Belle until the cows come home! You know, my life didn't start out dis way. Not even close to dis way! Where I lived, the humans were furry, furry mean. Dey throwed things at me when I meowed. Lots of times dey hit me wif deir hands, and if I yowled in pain, dey did it eben harder! I'm so happy dat de man and de girl kept tryin to catch me until dey did. Den the man took me to his howse, and I was introdewced to my new Meowmy, and da nice man became my daddy. My pawrents both take reel good care of me, an I m growin furry beeg! Before furry long, I m gonna be as big as any of dem Catsters! My liddle sisfur Belle an I purrlay all night long afta we sleep most of de day away. I even began purrlaying wif my big brofurs E.J. and Blue II efurry night. Itz a gas living here....I fink I am going to like it alot! Lives Remaining: 9 of 9 Forums Motto: Are you going to eat that? The Groups I'm In: !!!***Flower Pets***!!!, "Cobblestone Square", ♫HERNANDO'S HIDEAWAY-OLE!♫ , ♥All Fur Fun♥, FANCYPANTS CAFE, Hey! You Look Like Me!, The 3 Amigos, Meezer Junction, Navin and Buds, OURZA MEEZERMOOR FIVE STAR MOUNTAIN RESORT HOTEL AND COMPLEX, Purrz fur Palz, Royal Canin® Felines, Sweet Beginnings, Yang's Place: Don't Litter., ♥ Kewlest Catster Kitties ♥
Meowmy was strangely sad today. She told me it was because of 9/11. She said that ten years ago, on this furry day, a terrible thing happened. Actually, SEVERAL terrible things happened. I hadn't been born when this awful thing occured, so Meowmy had to tell me what transpired that day.
Meowmy explained to me that efurrything happened across the United States in New York, Washington D.C., and Pennsylvania. These states are on the East Coast, and efurrybody there gets up three hours earlier than we do. When Meowmy woke up on 9/11/01, the attacks had already happened because of the time difference. She said that furst a passenger jet hit the North Tower of the Twin Towers in New York City. Then anofur jet hit the South Tower of the Twin Towers. Next, approximately a half an hour later, a jet crashed into the Pentagon. Twenty six minutes later, a jet crash landed in a vacant field in Shanksville Pennsylvania instead of its intended target; The White House. During the next hour after the last airplane crashed in Pennsylvania, both of the Twin Towers toppled over, and came crashing down on the streets of New York City killing even more people. All togefur, between the passengers that were killed on the airplanes, the workers in both of the Twin Towers, and the workers in the Pentagon, there were almost 3,000 people that died that day. The Policemen, Police women, and Firefighters that came to rescue people out of the Twin Towers were also lost that day. Meowmy said that terrorists were responsible for the attacks. I don't understand why some people can be so cruel and thoughtless, with no regard for human life. I am glad that I am an animal, and we don't think that way.
Meowmy did much like what she did on 9/11/01 today. She watched the television most of the day today, reliving what happened not so long ago on that fateful day. She purrayed fur the families of all those that died that day, and the days following the tragedy from their injuries. She purrayed that nothing like this will efur happen again in America. I hope that her purrayers will come true. Life is too short to waste it with hatred for one anofur and senseless killing. When Meowmy was through purraying tonight, she brushed me, stroked my soft fur, and told me how much she loved me. Then she told me how much better she felt because of my love fur her...I was only too happy to finally see her smile today!
As you can pawbably see, I haven't written in here since my last birfday. I pledge to do better at writing in my Diary this year. Alot can happen in a year.
Today I turned three years old. Yes Meowmy, I am finally out of the "terrible twos!" You can relax now mom. Meowmy sez that I have grown into a beautiful young fur lady. Meowmy loves me furry much, but I am definitely "Daddy's Special Girl." I only have eyes fur my daddy. As soon as I hear him come home from work, I appear before him with one of my yarn balls. I carry these yarn balls in my mouth. As soon as Daddy sits down, I bring one of my balls ofur to him, and drop it at his feet. Then Daddy picks it up and throws it into anofur room fur me. I chase after the colored ball, and bring it back to Daddy and purrlace it at his feet. This is great fun fur me, and we purrlay "fetch" efurry day. Daddy calls me his little "Retriever Kitty." Daddy tells Meowmy how smart I am all the time.
As soon as Meowmy and Daddy woke up this morning, they began showering me with love and affection. I am allowing them to do this because today is my birthday. They do worship me efurry day, but today is special...they should worship me all day long, so I am letting them. It IS their duty after all! Meowmy has already brushed me and massaged my neck several times, and it isn't even noon yet. Today is going to be an all day celebration. Meowmy baked me a Salmon cake, and made some homemade catnip ice cream to go wif it. My pawty is going all day at The Chipmunk Posse Group. Jossie and the PussyCats are the band that is purrlaying in my honor. Belle, E.J., and Blue II all decorated our back yard like there was no tomorrow. Purrlease stop by the group and pig out on cake and ice cream. Alot of dancing is going on too. Arcade games are in various purrlaces around the back yard of my pawrents home. There is also a "Bouncy House" and carnival games to purrlay. This is going to be some pawty...purrlease stop by and have some fun with us...
Yes, that's right...I'm the Birthday Girl today! I am 2 years old and lovin' it! According to the Catster chart, I am 24 years old in human years today, but I don't feel like a young twenty something...
Oh, Meowmy fussed ofur me all day long, and when Daddy got home, Meowmy and Daddy fed me some Friskies Mixed Grill wet food and sang Happy Birthday to me. I felt so special. I'm surprised that Meowmy didn't put two candles in my canned food, believe me, she thought about it! MOL! I feel like such a big girl now. I'm not a baby anymore! My little sisfur Laura Belle will have her second birthday in just 17 days. Then we'll both be big girls!
