 | Home:Stamford, NY | [I have a diary!] | Sex: Male Weight: 10 lbs.

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Leave a treat for Casey (1989-2007)

Nicknames: Caser, Boo-Boo Head, His Royal Highness, Sweetest of All Possible Cats

Kitty Complexion:
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 Coloration: Black and White

Likes: Being in charge

Pet-Peeves: Kisses and hugs

Favorite Toy: Toys? Puh-leeeeze! But I do like catnip!

Favorite Nap Spot: Favorite spot lately is behind Grandma's chair

Favorite Food: All cat food is good, (especially canned), unless it is the kind the vet has prescribed. That stuff is yucky!

Skills: If being the cockiest cat in the neighborhood is a skill, that would be it.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story: Casey was born in the closet of one of the children in my class. The child's mom brought the litter in to school when they were old enough so that the children could see them. Casey was the only back-and-white, and who could resist that moustache! The mom said, "If you want him, take him, because they're going to the pound tomorrow." The children in my class (all 3 and 4 year olds) named him Casey, and it just seemed to fit him. A friend drove me home while I held Casey in my lap. He stared directly into my eyes all the way home as if he was memorizing my face. He's been my main man ever since!

Bio: In spite of being a very loved and pampered boy, Casey has had several close calls with various illnesses. He was briefly paralyzed, had a urinary blockage, and 2 meningioma brain tumors four years apart. The last brain tumor was in January 2004. Cornell University Veterinary Center advised me to have him put down due to his age and the size of this second tumor. I decided to get a second opinion, and a wonderful veterinary neurosurgeon in Red Bank, N.J. removed the tumor and saved my sweet baby. Casey is doing well right now, and I feel blessed to have this terrific little guy in my life. If you would like to read a little more of Casey's story and learn more about feline meningioma, please visit http://home.earthlink.net/~ldills/ success_story.htm.

Forums Motto: Long live the King!

The Groups I'm In:
!*~in loving memory~*!, 10 YEARS OR OVER??? DOGS or CATS, Rainbow Bridge Kitties, Sufferers of feline meningioma brain tumors, ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^, ^^^^Cool

I've Been On Catster Since:
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More than 5 years! |

I Was In The:
2004-2005 Holiday Picture Party!
 Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id: 68025

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March 13th 2007 11:24 am
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March 13, 2007 Today Casey lost a short battle with kidney disease, just a few days short of his 18th birthday. Casey was the best, funniest, bravest, sweetest cat ever! I will miss him terribly. He will live in my heart forever. "The King is dead; long live the King!" 
October 28th 2004 5:47 pm
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A most revolting development has occured! Last night as I was enjoying a lovely repast in my usual way--standing on my own food while I wolf down Toby's-- I was suddenly swept off of my feet and thrust into solitary confinement in the castle water closet by some scurvy knave! I have never been so insulted in my life! I vaguely remember hearing a voice exclaiming "Let Toby eat his food", or some such nonsense, but I was so shocked by this unnatural treatment that I barely recall the words! And to add insult to injury, I was kept in said confinement for an extended period of time with no offer of amnesty. At long last my servant discovered my predicament and set me free with much petting and apologies, but it took several minutes before I could regain my composure enough to wolf down my own meal. As if this was not bad enough, as I was settling down to Toby's dinner again tonight, lo and behold, the same thing happened! This time I obtained my freedom shortly, but Toby's food was gone by then. I had to soothe my injured sensibilities with my own meager repast. If I shall ever discover the identity of the scurvy knave who is abducting me, they shall sorely pay for their indiscretions, believe me! 
October 16th 2004 8:58 pm
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Hail to all the peasantry! Tis I, King Casey, here to inform you of a wondrous new development here at my castle. Heretofore I have had to share a common watering dish with the rest of my court, but last week my servant (Mom) placed a lovely glass bowl of water right in the center of the dining room table! It has even been decorated with colorful stones at the bottom and candles shaped like leaves floating on the surface! Tis a glorious site to behold, and to think it was put there for no other reason but to please me! Being so high off of the floor, the court jester, Harvey, can not contaminate it with his saliva! There is but one problem--my servant (Mom) gets very excited when she sees me having a drink from this wondrous bowl, and doth exclaim loudly in protest. I shall have to have her placed in the dungeon for raising such a racket. All of this story-telling has given me a mighty thirst. I believe I needs must slake my thirst at the new Royal water bowl. A hearty farewell for now! 
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