Charlie Chan*At the Bridge*

Picture of Charlie Chan*At the Bridge*, a male Siamese

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Home:Ethel, MS  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 26 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 14 lbs.

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Chan-Bo, Old Man, Cig (Cat-Pig)

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Investigating -- hence his name. Suspected of being an international spy

Income taxes -- actually, he's just generally suspicious of the government

Favorite Toy:
Magnifying glass, fingerprint kit -- any sleuthing equipment

Favorite Nap Spot:
Someplace secretive, where he can observe without being observed

Favorite Food:
Lobster bisque and crepe suzette

Uncovering mysteries and putting bad guys away

indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
UPDATE: Saturday, Dec. 23 -- Charlie Chan suffered a massive heart attack at approximately 12:30 p.m. There wasn't even time to phone the vet. He died in my arms, having suffered less than five minutes. He was spoiled and happy and healthy right up to the end and he crossed to the bridge while being cuddled in his mom's arms. It's what he would have wanted. He was loved and he will be missed. In 1994 my vet's office called me to help them find a home for a Siamese they had been boarding. His owner was an elderly lady and she was being placed in a nursing home. I didn't need another cat, so I promised to help look, but then I was called for jury duty and sequestered on a murder trial for five days. I called the vet's office, thinking surely by now they'd have found a home, but no, he was still there -- and they said "He's going to have to go soon. He's too expensive to feed." I couldn't stand the thought that he might be put to sleep for lack of a home, so I took my camera out to photograph him so I could put his picture in the newspaper (where I work) to find a home. I took one look at him, borrowed a cat carrier, and he's been with me ever since. I don't think either of us has regretted the decision for a second!

When Chan arrived at my house, he was just called "Kitty" -- from the moment he arrived, he investigated *everything* -- from the ceiling to the floor -- in every room. That's how he earned his name.

Lives Remaining:
3 of 9

Forums Motto:
Gimme some of whatever you're eating!!

The Groups I'm In:
As the World Purrs, FebrezeĀ® Pet Odor Eliminatorā„¢

I've Been On Catster Since:
December 15th 2004 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

Meet my family
China A.
Leakybutt -
Littlecat (At
the Bridg
Zeus (Mom
Misses U,
Geusy Boy)
Raven "Little
Winston - at
the Bridge
January Frost
Soda Pop
Sauda E.
JakeSam (at the
Sirius BlackZoe F.

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Livin' the good life in Mississippi

Kitten opinion...

June 6th 2005 12:50 pm
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ENTIRELY too much is being made about this kitten situation by certain parties in our family who won't be namedchina.

It's just a *kitten* after all, and we...hey. Hey, you, that's my tail. Ouch! Wait just a minute, youngster! Stop it! I'm not kidding more pounce and I'm going to swat you all the way to...HEY! No biting!

I'm going to hide!


For the record...

May 25th 2005 2:05 pm
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I am the oldest cat in our family, and I want to go on the record, being the wisest as well as the oldest, that Sauda's diary notwithstanding, our mom is NOT "older than dirt." In human years she is only 51 -- and that's not so old, considering many beans live to be 100.

I do agree, however, that it's time for *some* felines to drop the subject of the dead armadillio. Enough said.


A nice cat poem...

February 18th 2005 8:12 am
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My mom got a card from one of her bean friends recently, and it had a really neat poem on the back of it. She's using it as her email signature now. It was a Hallmark Card (mom says you have to say who it's from so it's not "stealing"). I wanted to share it with all you cats and kittens out there!

"CATS...lurk low, leap high, hunt brave, hide shy,
blink warm, stare cold, play young, yawn old,
crouch short, strut tall, act big, sleep small."

I like it and think there's a lot of truth to it. Whoever Hallmark Card is, he (or she) is pretty smart, don't you think? I bet Hallmark Card is the name of a cat. I mean, surely no human bean knows cats so well as to write such a clever verse!

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