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Coloration: Shell Tortoiseshell
Likes: I like to chase Bastet and let Bastet chase me up and down the hall.
Pet-Peeves: When Bastet jumps on me while sleeping.
Favorite Toy: I love furry tail on a stick and when Mom does homework, I run and hide her pencils.
Favorite Nap Spot: I love laying on the living room sofa in the sun.
Favorite Food: I get Pounce Kitty Treats in the morning before Mom goes to teach.
Skills: I used to be the best 'huntress' in the neighborhood. I like to tear paper.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: April 2007 I found myself along with my brother at a strangers house who took us to a clinic for 'operations', then one of our ears were clipped at the tip. We went back to the strange house until our recovery, then we were put back outside.
A month later my brother and I met a big cat they called Tough Guy but he wasn't so tough. He looked after his two black sons and took us in. A few days later he took us all down the street in the culdesac to a white house where we all went up on the porch. The lady and gentleman of the house opened the door and the lady said to me, 'Look at the Pretty Girl.'
Most of the time I stayed outside on their deck, while Tough guy and his sons went inside the neighbor's garage. I was the best huntress of all the boys and I brought my new friend treasures from new born bunnies to birds. The lady always came out to play with me. I didn't want to go inside until one day I saw my brother killed by a neighbor's dog and something attacked me in the night. I still don't know what is was. But the lady of the white house took me to the vet. I was stitched and the lady took me inside. Ever since then, I have been inside and do not want to go outside at all.
Bio: I live in Spotsylvania County, Virginia with my sisters Bastet, Baby Cat, and Miss Kitty and with my Mom and Dad.
Lives Remaining: 8 of 9
Forums Motto: Pretty, Pretty, Princess
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The Last Forum I Posted In: Say something nice about the cat before you!
I know this probably is a bad time to make any suggestions, but it depends on who you are. It is probably a good time for those of 'us' who need sanctuary furrom the fires in California and those in Athen's Greece.
Because I heard my sisfur Bastet crying this morning, I read what she wrote in her diary as she wrote it. Because of HQ's crisis, her suggestion most likely will have to be tabled... at least fur now.
So, I wondered, if 'we' as Catster/Dogster furrends could help each other. Could we set ourselves up as safe houses for natural disasters?
I know Meowmy would do this for anyfur living close to us in VA.
Think about it. Until a list is compiled, could we be the ones to save the lives of our 'furrends'?
Meowmy believes strongly in 'I am thy brother's keeper.'
Even though I am so sad because Bastet is not here, last night I decided to come downstairs and see Meowmy. Several times during the night I came downstairs and sat on her bed for awhile, then went back upstairs. Each time became longer until around 5AM I decided to stay with her until she got up which around 8.
We talked, and head bumped,face licked, and petted and I wagged my tail because I was so glad to be with her. She was so happy to see me and told me how worried she was when I wouldn't answer her or come downstairs during the day.
Miss Kitty didn't seem to mind, she was sleeping on the chair next to Meowmy's bed.
Today I have been spending some time downstairs with Meowmy and we have celebrated as much as we could, Miss Kitty's winning C&D Cruise Line COTM.
This honor brought some happiness to us, which we haven't had in this furmaly for awhile; what with Miss Kitty's illness, Meowmy falling and breaking her hip and leg, and now Bastet and her bleeding illness.
So I am happy for Miss Kitty but still waiting to hear from the vet about my Baby Bastet. Meowmy will be writing in Bastet's Diary as soon as she hears something.
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