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Coloration: Brown Tabby
Likes: Sleeping in the bed at night, resting in the shade, watching F1 Racing with my Dad, hanging out with Blanca the nice lady across the street
Pet-Peeves: Nothing - I'm cool as a cucumber... OK, I don't really like being woken up
Favorite Toy: I'm not one for playing much any more - I'm getting on a bit now. But I do like my big stuffed "scratchy mouse", it makes a good pillow. And I LURVE empty boxes, yeah!
Favorite Nap Spot: The disgusting old armchair that can't be thrown out because it belongs to the cats
Favorite Food: Tuna and raw chacken when I can get it, Fancy Feast.
Skills: I can open doors - I know how to push bi-folds, pull cabinet doors, even slide shower doors (I like to sleep in the bath tub). I'm a genius!
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: I was born in the Cayman Islands and my Mum chose me from a cage of dirt-covered flea infested kittens at a vet's office. I made sure she picked me by going up and kissing her fingers through the wire. I know she wanted to take us all but simply couldn't, so when she picked me, I felt very special. We have loved each other ever since, through bad times and good. I've been around longer than all her relationships to date! I have lived in 3 different countries and have air miles to prove it. Now I have a dad too and the funny thing is he didn't like cats until he met me. I'm a charmer, what can I tell you. Now we sit and watch TV together while the other cats that he's adopted since race around being childish...
Bio: When I was only a year old, I got shot in the eye with a bb gun by some nasty kids. My mum didn't know for a couple of days because I did a bunk for a while. When I finally felt well enough to make it home, my mum took me to the vet where the nice lady removed my injured eye and made me better. Now, I only have one eye and I'd like to say it doesn't make any difference, but perhaps it's because I know my limitations and just don't let them show:) Please don't tell anyone I said that...
UPDATE: After braving surgery to remove two cancerous masses, and recuperating quite well, my boy decided to end things on his own terms 8-6-09. Despite a prognosis of many more months with us, I know in my heart he wanted to be with his beloved sister Missy, and to spare me more pain. Godspeed my best friend, fly high and free with your angel friends xxx
Forums Motto: They call me Mr Boombastic
The Groups I'm In: ♥ The Pet Poetry Group ♥, ****PURRS AND WOOFS FOR THE MISSING****, 10 YEARS OR OVER??? DOGS or CATS, **Tabbies With 'Tudes** , FOR THE LOVE OF LAUREL, Hey! You Look Like Me!, I'm Not Orange; But I Am Proud, Brusselball, Calling All Chefs, Catster Marketplace, De House of Isaac, Disabled Pets** Group No Longer Active**, Doc Hunter's House of Medicine, Hurricane Pets Rescue, I love Cookie!, Let's Help Teal'C and his Tennessee Crew, Olde Furts, Rainbow Bridge Kitties, Tabby Boyz, The (Endless) Summer of Scooter, The kool kitties klub, The Pound Puppy Project, We're One-derful!
The Last Forum I Posted In: Whatnot has crossed over
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HURRICANE PETS RESCUE (HPR)Catster Group
It's been a while since I wrote in my diary. But then time is irrelevant to us angels, mol.
But I wanted to say thank you all for purring for my doggie brother Pooh. The Poohmeister joined me and Missy at the Bridge yesterday to become the Angelmeister - 11 months to the day since Missy came to the Bridge at the behest of a speeding car...
Now we are all together again, the Three Musketeers, hurrah, all for one and one for all! We are once again ensconced in our favorite Skanky Chair (which also made it's way to Heaven not long ago).
As you can imagine, our pawrents are terribly sad. It's hard for them to have lost their three beloved elderly furpanions within one year. Half of the family is "gone" and the world has changed for them several times. Sometimes they feel like everything is falling apart. Such are the thoughts of hoomans, and it's our place in their lives to make them see that love is forever, and we never really "die", we just go on in a different form. I have been teaching my mum this view for a while now. I'm still working on it. Dad will take a little longer, mol, because hooman men are a little trickier on the subject, right?
But for now, I am hovering close, and so is Missy. Pooh is hanging by mum's feet just as he always did when on the earth. The only difference is now she can't accidentally tread on him. Our earth-siblings are being very good and making sure they're present to comfort our hoomans in their sorrow. Caney Cat is stepping up as the "old man" of the house now; Katrina is constantly talking to them and loving them, and Clyde is making them laugh with his usual comedic humor. Bonnie is being a wise and soulful kitty, while Bo and Fifi are watching from the garden in quiet reverie.
Yesterday was a sad day, and I'm only just able to write about it. You see, another great Olde Furt friend has crossed the Bridge.
The one and only lovable orange man Calvin and I finally got to meet in purrson yesterday. It took HOURS to push my way through the throng of angels clamouring at the entrance to meet the famous dude! So many old friends were there to greet him and shake his paw. For years we have laughed at Calvin's diaries and antics in general. Even when he was sick, he lifted everyone's spirits...
Before he got sick with the nasty C, he helped me face my own cancer fight by making me his Pal of the Week for several consecutive weeks. Now that's what I call being a pal! He helped crank up the purrs for me when I needed them most. Even after I went to the Bridge, he and his mum helped my mum heal.
Then, when I heard he kneaded the same help, I was there for him. I tipped out bag upon bag of my boombastic angel dust over his house to protect him. It seemed like all of Catster was there for him - a testament to Calvin's popularity and the great love we all have for him.
Although he decided it was Time, I believe he showed that nasty C a thing or two. He won the fight on many levels, and the bravery showed by him and his family was an inspiration.
I am furry glad to be able to finally look him in the face and hang out with him for real! But I know that his mawmee and dad will miss that same face about their house, just as my family miss mine. Calvin, you were the top cat dude, and will be sorely missed on earth, while we lucky angels get you up here. But you and I both know that you'll visit them from time to time. For now, pull up a cloud pal, and knead on...
Oh my.... OH MY!!!!!
I just found out I am Cat of The Day today, and am pinching myself. There I was sitting on a cloud gossiping with a bunch of angel friends when the Catster Cat came along and whispered in my ear...
I am honored beyond measure, and it couldn't have happened on a better day. You see, I hope that by being on the front page, all of Catster will see that I'm all about Calvin and will purr along with me to help him beat that tummy cancer!
Also, this afternoon at 1pm Catster time, I will be giving away my niece Little Bit at her wedding! How pawsome is that?
This is a great day for me and I'm very grateful for it. Thank you to all my wonderful friends for messages, rosies, congrats in the group forums and even phone calls to mum, mol!
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