Trixie


American Shorthair
Picture of Trixie, a female American Shorthair

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Home:Glen Burnie, Near Harundale, MD  
Age: 11 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 8 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Meanie Queenie, Petulant Chin, Brat Girl, My Littlest Girl, Stiffy Legs, DQ (Drama Queen)

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

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Birthday:
May 14th 2002

Coloration:
Black and White

Likes:
Beating up Kimba the White Lion, eating, being brushed, being the center of attention, trying to see what's under the quilt on my lap

Pet-Peeves:
Getting fed late, having the litter cleaned late, Kimba the White Lion, when I play music on my laptop - it drives her crazy because she can't "find it"

Favorite Toy:
Laser Light, Bubbles

Favorite Nap Spot:
My Bed

Favorite Food:
Little Friskies

Skills:
Very good at letting me know what she wants, VERY athletic

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
In the spring of 2002, a black & white cat showed up at my barn. At this time, (as you will remember from Christmas and Valentine's stories), Tiger the Feral Tom was still in residence on the farm property. A few days after spotting the black & white several times, I saw HER and Tiger laying about 10' apart. That's when I knew it was a HER. That's also when I knew she was going to have kittens. Tiger only EVER let female cats near him. GREAT. Now I was going to have kittens and kittens and kittens! SOOOOOOO, using the cat food as a bargaining tool, I began to make friends with "Snickers" - so named for the noise she would make when I got too close. Eventually, her need for food won out and day by day I got closer. Then I was petting her, finally picking her up. I didn't want to take her to the pound, and as much as I would have made the difficult decision to abort the pregnancy very early on (I know, I know, but unwanted kittens are just as bad!), I didn't have the money to do that. So, the day Snickers was due, she let me know in no uncertain terms that it was "baby day." When I left after feeding in the AM to go to work, she attacked me from behind, tearing my pants and leg open. I truly believe she didn't want me to leave her. Later that evening, while making fence repairs, she went after me again, twice. She had never done that before. Finally, she resorted to crying and trying to get me to follow her to the hay shed. We worked quickly to finish the fence so I could get her home. By the time I was ready to load her in the crate, she was hiding behind 20 bales of hay - which of course I had to move! When I moved the last bale, I saw why she wouldn't come out. She'd already had one kitten. I got to hold my first minutes old kitten! She was black and had white toes and white chest and some on her belly. This is the kitten that would eventually be christened "Trixie." I put them both in the crate and drove the 2 miles home like a maniac. I got her in the house, into the second bedroom and closed the door. I let her out and put the kitten in the bed I had prepared for her. She jumped right in and laid back down. Her eyes were very soft and I think she actually thanked me for taking care of her. I showed her her litter box and food and water bowls and then let her alone for about 30 minutes. I went back after that to await the birth of the rest of the kittens. At 1am, I gave up...I did have to go to work in the morning! I figured she might be waiting for privacy anyway. At 6:30, I was rewarded with the sight of 6 kittens! Snickers was purring and very happy. Then I noticed the biggest one wasn't moving. I stroked it and realized it was dead. Fearing that I had caused it to be caught in the birth canal moving Snickers after she was in labor, I began to cry. She kept licking it, trying to get it to eat. I took it away to bury it and she was very angry with me. The next several times I went in the bedroom she was very defensive. Guess I took the little one away too soon. My first litter of kittens, how could I know? We now had Trixie, Charm, Tiger Junior, Syboch (Tigger), and Roo. As they grew up, I was only able to find homes for two, and Snickers. Snickers became Sheba in her new home, and Roo went to the same home. Tigger became Syboch and lives in Minnesota now. Trixie, Charm and Junior still live with me! Charm and Junior's stories are also in this "cat corral." Trixie grew up to be a beautiful black very opinionated black kitty with a little white chin, white whiskers, a white ruff, and a white spot lower on her belly, connected with a very thin stripe, and white toes with black stripes between them. She is stunningly beautiful, and has gorgeous eyes. And she's very vocal with her opinion.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
I'M the BOSS!

I've Been On Catster Since:
November 4th 2004 More than 9 years!

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Catster Id:
85241


Meet my family
Christmas
(03/03/97-04/1
4/11 R
Valentine
(03/03/97-11/0
6/11
NoelCharm
Junior (Tiger
Junior)
Baby SurpriseKimba the
White Lion
Dusty

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