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If you are wondering what is the right cat for you, this is the place to be. In this introductory forum we talk about topics such as breed vs. mix, size, age, grooming, breeders, shelters, rescues as well as requirements for exercise, space and care. No question is too silly here. This particular forum is for getting and giving helpful, nice advice. It is definitely not a forum for criticizing someone else's opinion, knowledge or advice. This forum is all about purring and learning.
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Barnaby
Me Bonk, You- Kiss Nose!
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 | | Purred: Fri Mar 27, '09 11:06am PST | |  | |  | | Our dad had two cats Bernie (Bernadette) and Maggie (Margaret) who were adopted from a local shelter in 1991. Bernie crossed the bridge in January of 2007 from renal failure. My dads decided since Maggie was older and set in her ways, they would wait to adopt any new kitties and let Maggie live the rest of her days owning the house herself. 
In August of 2007, a little orange and white kitty was found along a street near my dad's work. She was so small, hungry and dirty... and dad fell in love with her immediately! She needed a good life and dad couldn't see bringing her to a shelter as the first few weeks of her life were tough enough...
Dad had always talked about having three kitties in the future and naming them after one of his most favorite childhood movies... Laurel and Hardy's March of the Wooden Soldiers (he would watch it with his family every holiday season).
Thus, the beautiful little orange furbaby was named Bo Peep.
Bo Peep lived with Maggie for a few months, but it was obvious she had waaaay too much energy for 16 year old Maggie. In October of 2007, off they went to the shelter that Maggie and Bernie had been adopted 16 years earlier.
That was where they found lil ole MOI, hanging from the side of a cage with one paw... smiling like heck to be noticed. I guess my charm worked, because I was the next kitty adopted... and given the name (from March of the Wooden Soldiers) of Barnaby (the BAD guy.. can you believe it? And I'm such a lovebug!).
The three of us lived happily together and had lots of fun! In early 2008, Bo Peep started to have some medical problems... tremors, UTI's and seizures. My dads tried everything... vets, phone calls, research.. but Bo Bo got too sick too quickly and crossed the bridge before a definite diagnosis was made. It was thought she had a liver shunt. BoBo was barely a year old.
So, it was just Maggie and I.. and of course, I was too much for Maggie by herself. A few weeks after BoBo crossed, my dads again went to the shelter. Still trying to cope with the loss of Bo, they looked at kitties and decided to wait.. it wasn't time yet to adopt. On the way out the door, dad turned around and happened to catch the eye of a little kitty in a cage that was not in the cat room, but in with bunnies! Their eyes met and that was it! She look so much like Bo, but had a completely different "look" to her.
Of course, Dad didn't want to name her Bo Peep, since there can be only one... he wasn't worried about the "March" theme and decided to call this new little girl ^Willow^.
So, the house was now full again with Maggie, Willow and myself. Unfortunately, that wouldn't be for long. Dear Maggie became very ill with renal failure and finally crossed the bridge a week later.. leaving just Willow and myself.
A few weeks later, my dads decided it was time to once again visit the shelter to rescue one more kitty. Dad had always dreamt of having a silver tabby named TomTom (the third name from "March"). Although he's not silver, but a beautiful tabby, TomTom was adopted and came home with us in late August, 2008.
So there you have it! Our family is complete for now.. we're all healthy.. and although we don't all have names from March of the Wooden Soldiers, our daddies love us TONS!
Sorry to be so long winded! Love reading all these posts!
Headbonks!
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Sable - ~Love you- Always~
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| | Purred: Fri Mar 27, '09 2:01pm PST | | | | | | All 4 of us kitties have "stories". Our human meowmy is going to post now to tell them!:
Brooke is the oldest and my second cat. My first cat passed at a relatively young age from kidney failure, and my family planned on waiting a few weeks before going to an animal shelter to adopt a new cat. Of course, with cats, things don't always work as planned. I was sitting in the living room and the phone rang. It was my uncle, a former NYPD officer, who told me to come wait outside for a surprise he had for us. Needless to say we were pretty surprised, lol. He pulled up in his squad car with his partner sitting in the passenger seat. In the glove compartment was a little tabby kitten who turned out to be Brooke!
Chloe and Maus were rescued together. My mother was driving down a street she normally doesnt go down and saw what she thought were two kittens on the side of the road, in a wooded area that led to a fenced off sump. She was on her way back from shopping so wasnt able to stop. We drove by the next day and sure enough, there was a kitten there but no sign of the other cat she saw.
The kitten was no more than 5 weeks old and ran right over to me! We looked around to see if there was a mother cat, when all of a sudden we heard a loud meowing from the other side of the chain link fence. The kitten darted over and we were afraid he'd go under. A white cat very much like the kitten was sitting on a low hanging branch on the opposite side. I called her over, not really thinking she'd come, and to my surprise both she and the kitten came over to me. We scooped them both up and drove to the vet hospital I had recently started working at, and had them health checked. They had a bad cold so spent the next few weeks isolated from Brooke before we introduced them.
Sable just appeared one day at my aunt's doorstep. She was super friendly and was wearing a dirty old collar so it was assumed someone owned her. No one claimed her after a few weeks of "Found Cat" postings, so we wound up taking her in. | | | | |
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Cookie
King of Mummy's- Lap |
| | Purred: Sat Mar 28, '09 12:46am PST | | | | | | i looove scottish folds theyre gorgeous and friendliest and have less dander than any other cat since am allergic that was hgreat i researched till i found a v cute 4 month one in monatana and had him shipped to me and named him cookie cuz he looks like a cookie | | | | |
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Jingo
Empress of the- Universe
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Kado Spencer
I'm Charming,- Love me! |
| | Purred: Sat Mar 28, '09 10:16pm PST | | | | | | My sis's picked me out a the SPCA. They thought I looked regal and calm which is what they were looking for (plus I was orange). I got my name cause my sis's liked it I guess....I got my middle name because it was the name of my sis's friend who told them about me. | | | | |
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Odran "Oddy"- Jarrett
Litter box- Psycho |
| | Purred: Sat Mar 28, '09 10:33pm PST | | | | | | I came to live here cause my mama sis started a joke with her friend. My mama sis loves orange cats and when she heard her friend got a new orange-ish kitten she jokingly asked to trade her shirt for me. My old mom thought it was a good inside joke so it kept going. My old brother never liked me all that much and the longer I was there the more depressed he got and the more he started fighting with me. My old mom had rescued me from an abusive home near her so I was an indoor cat, but my brother and the other four cats at the house were outdoor/indoor. My old mom got very stressed trying to keep me in and let my brother out. So my old mom decided to look for a new home for him.
It took 2 months of planning between my mama sis and my old mom but finally I arrived at my new home.
Oddy, the name everyone normally calls me is what my old mom decided to call me (because I'm odd) My mom gave me the full name Odran Jarrett because Odran is an awesome name and it means pale green (my eyes and orange and pale green) and Jarrett was my old mom's last name. | | | | |
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Smoky (In loving memory)
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| | Purred: Sun Mar 29, '09 5:16am PST | | | | | | There are 10 kitties here so we'll try to make this brief.
Tasso was a Maine Coon rescue and came with papers. We didn't change his name since he was 4 years old.
Booboo was a kitten from a ooops litter a lady from work had. I had originally named her Misdemeanor but my boyfriend kept calling her BooBoo Kitty $#$% and it kinda stuck. The boyfriend is gone now.
Chessie was found by my daughter at deaths door. She nursed him back to health and he found a home to me. He is my most loving cat. I named him Chessie after the railroad kitty.
Loki's and Yeti's litter was rescued by my daughter when her next door neighbor threated to dump them down the street if she didn't take them. Loki got his name by being a naughty kitty. My daughter named Loki's twin Yeti because of his white coat.
I adopted Mocha from an ad on Craigslist because she was so unique looking. She's named Mocha because she looks so yummy.
Sammy as my foster failure. He was named by the rescue and it just seems to fit him.
Smoky was my foster kitten and when he was diagnosed with FIP I kept him through his final days. I named his litter with all S names pertaining to their color.
My daughter found Cassanova roaming the streets (and he still trys to). She named him Cassanova because he was so handsome.
I'm not real sure how my daughter ended up with Autumn but she is named for her colors.
Mercedes (a Himalayan) was dumped out by my daughters neighbor. My daughter worked for months trying to get her to come to the house. We named her Mercedes because she looks so rich.
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Mickey, Mr.- Fez, and- Linus
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| | Purred: Sun Mar 29, '09 8:47am PST | | | | | | Mickey was adopted from a shelter at 4 months old. He had been thrown out of a car at 3 months old and a kind person stopped and brought him to the shelter. He was the cat who seemed most interested in me and I adopted him. He needed surgery on his tail (he lost part of it and it didn't heal right) and had to be treated for ear mites and was dirty and underweight. I just thought he looked like a Mickey and the name stuck.
Mr.Fez was also adopted from a shelter. He was the one who sat at the front of the cage like "pick me!". He also had multiple medical problems: he developed a severe URI shortly after I got him home, juvenile cataracts that need to be monitored, and he was an expensive neuter as one didn't drop. He was also small and kind of "runty" looking. I named him Fez after my favorite character on "That 70's Show". My vet added the Mr. and it stuck.
Linus is a purebred, pedigreed European Burmese. I got him from a very good breeder in Ohio. No medical issues with him and I take him to cat shows occasionally. His CFA registered name is DeKattCo's Hurricane Linus. His breeder names her kittens alphabetically and his litter fell on the letter "H". I picked the name Hurricane Linus because he was so energetic and playful as a kitten and Linus because I liked the Peanuts character, it means "flaxen colored", and as it turns out - he does like blankets! | | | | |
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Louis
Hey mum I want- it now |
| | Purred: Sun Mar 29, '09 10:23am PST | | | | | | Our family has been through a bit of a rough time and needed something good in our lives.What better than a kitten.I had worked with a girl some years before who bred European Burmese and I had fallen for the breed's loving but naughty character so got in touch and found she had some 5 week old kittens with one blue boy still for sale. Went to see him and he settled on my lap at once so that was it ...sold.
As for his name I love jazz and blues so with his colour and distinctive voice he is named after Louis Armstrong as my king of the blues and he has certainly brightened our lives. | | | | |
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