Isadora


Domestic Shorthair
Picture of Isadora, a female Domestic Shorthair

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Home:McMinnville, OR  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 7 Years   Sex: Female

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Nicknames:
"Baby Kitty"- Anyone , at anytime can pick her up and cuddle her like a baby, and she just purrs! It's just sweet!

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

Sun Sign:
Coloration:
Tortoiseshell

Likes:
Bird Watching, Napping, Sleeping, Cuddling, Chasing a Ball of String, Accompanying me on morning strolls through the garden, Greeting me in the kitchen for the all important coffee ritual

Pet-Peeves:
Loud talking

Favorite Toy:
She's in the Beanie Babie Transport Business. It's a large undertaking and it is how she fills her time when the rest of the house is asleep. She ferrys them up and downstairs and shuttles them to a Beanie Baby gathering that takes place under my bed.

Favorite Nap Spot:
People Funiture: beds, sofas, upholstered chairs, the window seat, the sunny spot by the back slider with the view of the bird feeder

Favorite Food:
dry cat food, cream

Skills:
Opening doors, Being my shadow, Making people fall in love with her

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
I first met Isadora in my driveway. It was February. She was around five months old, then. She greeted me with a series of chirps and paced figure eights around my feet. I picked her up and she instantly started to purr. She was irresistibly cute! I put her down and went about my usual business. I hadn't quite forgotten about this charming little cat, but was certainly surprised when next I found her atop a laundry basket when I opened my daughter's closet! Apparently my six year old had smuggled her into the house when I wasn't watching. I promptly put the dear little thing outside. I thought this lovely little creature must belong to somebody. I explained to my children that this little cat needs to be left to find her way home...but she just kept finding her way to our home. Over the course of two to three weeks I noticed she began to look thinner and thinner. We contacted the local animal shelter and reported her description, location and the approximate time she arrived in the neighborhood, in case anyone was looking for her.We asked neighborhood kids if they knew who she belonged to. No one had any information. Then we discovered that she had a tapeworm. As a family we decided to take her to the vet where she was de-wormed and spayed. After that we placed an ad on craigslist as a last ditch effort to locate an owner. (It's ridiculous that people don't microchip their pets when it's so easy and affordable.) At this point we purchased cat food and waited for her to be claimed. Several months have gone by since this little foundling appeared and I suspect she could have just been dumped in our nice little suburban neighborhood by someone who hoped that she would find a nice home here. Whatever the case, Isadora has selected us to be her guardians, and we are happy to do so.

Bio:
Isadora lives the life of a suburbanite princess and is lavished upon by four little girls (11, 8, 6 and 4) whom she loves dearly. She is quite elegant and lovely in what we call her "Mink Opera Gloves" We gave her a heart shaped Swarovski pendant to match. Ever gentle and patient, Isadora is just "pawsitively purrfect"!

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
Fur-Faced Friend For Life

The Last Forum I Posted In:
How Did You Come by Your Name?

About Isadora:
Isadora greets me every morning and accompanies me on my morning strolls through the garden, often part of the all-important coffee ritual. She is my shadow and follows me from room to room. Outside she follows me around the garden as I tend each plant. A gentle and affectionate little cat, she is always good company.

I've Been On Catster Since:
May 27th 2009 More than 5 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
994382


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We Have a Cat Hoarder In Our Midst

June 20th 2009 3:41 pm
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Some of my good friends have been directed to this page today to witness a cat hoarder that gives new meaning to the term.

Here she is, caught in the act. As you can see we are not talking about a cat hoarder as it pertains to an individual that hoards cats. No, in this case, the individual IS the cat, and as you can see by the evidence before you, she is in fact participating in the very act of hoarding. Her forte is Beanie Babies. This thieving little cat burglar was apprehended today and the Beanie Babies have been returned to their respective toy bins in the rooms of the girls to whom they belong.

 

June 18th 2009 10:04 am
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To Give Is to Receive: According to Isadora

June 17th 2009 9:29 pm
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A new friend writes me today and says:

you are gorgeous! I love torties.
thanks for saving this beautiful cat!

Of course this got my attention. What a wonderful compliment!
So I wrote back :

Well, thank you! I'm flattered. My guardian really had no choice. It was winter and I had no home, and I didn't mind all the kids. Besides, as you pointed out, gorgeous as I am, how could she say no? Yeah, I'm pretty pampered here, even though I have to pull my weight...There's four little girls' beds I have to divide my time for napping on, all the constant grooming to stay gorgeous, there are balls I have to chase to keep myself looking svelt, I must follow my guardian round the garden to see that she maintains it to my liking, and I always remind her to fill the bird feeder, as bird watching is a pastime we share. She pretty much works me round the clock. My two most important jobs are to race down the stairs every morning to greet my guardian in the kitchen and accompany her during the all important "coffee ritual" this often precludes a quiet stroll through the garden before the kids wake up where we check over the many plants and flowers for , who knows what, but surely something dreadful, like spider mites or aphids. Why just the other day, I single-handedly chased a garden snake directly toward my guardian just to show her what I had found! I am such a good kitty...and this is why I do it all...capital C.R.E.A.M.! I know that when I smell coffee brewing in the morning, and I am there for all the action, I get a tasty serving of cream all for myself...it's heaven in my very own bowl!!!

 
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