  "I can fly right up to those birdies!
Thank you Willow for my wings!
Rainbow Bridge 3-21-09"
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Sex: Male Weight: 10 lbs.
 "Caught me a little mousie."
 "I love it here at the bridge"
 "Sweet Angel Lewis"
"We will miss you, Sweet Lewis
3-21-09"
"Me in handsome mode."
"I'm trying to get into the Christmas spirit!"
"Me in my early years."
"I always was good at singing!"
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Nicknames:
Lew, Lewsters, Lewie, Sweetiepoo Lew
Kitty Complexion:
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Coloration:
Seal Point
Likes:
Hunting, sleeping in the house, being petted
Pet-Peeves:
The vacuum, being bothered by the dogs
Favorite Toy:
I try to disembowel tennis balls and the dog's toys.
Favorite Nap Spot:
Beds, outside in the sun
Favorite Food:
Eggs, mice, Friskies canned cat food
Skills:
I'm great at hunting, I've caught lots of mice, bunnies, and a mole.
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story:
I was born on the farm. I'm the last living direct decendent of Miss Kitty.
Bio:
When I was a kitten, I didn't want to come inside the house much, but my humans encouraged me to come in. Gradually I got used to it and became an inside/outside cat. I usually go outside at nighttime, and I've been in my share of fights with tomcats. Once my tail was hurting. My humans took me to the vet, he said my tail could be broken. It turns out that it was actually abcessed from a bite. I'm glad that's what it was-if it was broken it would have had to been amputated!
I'm good at hunting; I inherited that from my mother. Consequently, I have to be wormed quite frequently. I like to eat my prey on the back step. Sometimes my humans have to watch where they step as I don't always eat the whole thing.
At night when my family is getting ready for bed, I go into each of the kids' rooms and get up on the bed to say goodnight. I love being petted-it makes me knead, purr, and drool.
Forums Motto:
I'm a Sweetie Poo
I've Been On Catster Since:
| May 5th 2006 |
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More than 3 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
309928
 for 1271 days
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March 22nd 2009 2:50 pm
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Yesterday, my family didn't see me except for early in the morning. They didn't see me today, either, and the Mom and Dad went outside to look for me. They found me in a pasture next to our property - they figured I probably got hit by a car and made it that far away from the road. The Dad buried me this morning.
I'll miss my human family and my fur family, and I know they'll miss me.
March 11th 2009 3:04 pm
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I am a great hunter. The little mousies have started to come out of their hiding places under the snow. I like to catch them and eat them on my own little patio spot in the backyard. The family makes the dogs stay in while I am enjoying my mousie snacks.
Today I am 10 years old. I was born here. I have had several "incidents" requiring medical attention over the years.
A long time ago I got a bite at the base of my tail. It made my tail droopy. Usually my tail stands straight up, especially when I am happy. I think I got neutered when I went to the vet for my droopy tail.
Once I got a "snag" on my ear. That had to be cleaned up and I had to take medicine for a few days. Now my right ear has a notch in it.
Most recently, there was the "torn tummy" incident that required multiple stitches.
But I am doing great. Besides Tod, I am the oldest pet around here.
I am happy, healthy and handsome.
Did I mention I am a great hunter?
November 8th 2008 6:38 pm
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Tonight, the Sister came outside to put the kittens in the garage. She gave me some yummy eggs, then went into the garage with the kittens. While she was in there, I climbed up on the slippery steel roof of the garage. I'm not sure how I was able to get up there, but I couldn't figure out how to get down.
When the Sister came out of the garage, she saw me sitting on the corner of the roof. I meowed at her to help me get down, but she couldn't figure out how to help. She couldn't reach me, so she got the Dad. He got a ladder, climbed up, and got me. I was happy that he got me down, and I went inside to relax by the stove. I got some popcorn, too.
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