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Age: 8 Years Sex: Female Weight: 5 lbs.
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Nicknames:
Animala, Pammy, Mrs. Yaber, Mrs. Rudolph Yaber, Pamela, Pamma Lamma Ding Dong, Pam-Diddy
Quick Bio:
Likes:
I love to take down the stuffed black bear and gut it with my back paws.
Pet-Peeves:
I hate the oven. It's NOTHIN' like the dishwasher. Hissss!
Favorite Toy:
I carry my ring of plastic from the top of the milk jug everywhere I go.
Favorite Nap Spot:
On Laine's head, with my tail stuck in her left eye.
Favorite Food:
My kitten food. People food is beneath me and I never snack between meals.
Skills:
Oh, I've got skills. I got black bear killin' skills. And fallin' on my head and makin' people laugh skills, and mouse snuffin' skills, and goin' in the litterbox skills, and smackin' people awake skills...
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
I was in the hole, in a cell full of kittens from a raid on some stupid college kids' dorm room, or some stuff like that. I thought I was done for, but these two dames showed up and picked me out the line up. I hammed it up and they tossed me in a crate and stuck me in the back of a Toyota. Now I'm queen of the pad, got my own booda dome litter box (aubergine) and a soft bed I don't even use. Awww yeah, Garfield ain't got nothin' on this cat.
Bio:
My name is from a retarded movie called Lost Skeleton of Cadavra, which my housemates watch like it's frickin' Shakespeare. I have more names than Princess Angelina Contessa Louisa Francesca Banana Fanna Bo Besca the third, but you can call her Dot.
Lives Remaining:
8 of 9
I've Been On Catster Since:
| December 22nd 2004 |
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More than 7 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
100314
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March 11th 2005 11:33 am
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What the hell is up with my stupid roommates, I ask you? Night before last, they bring home this contraption they strap on me. It wasn't too annoying, so I let it slide. But yesterday, they hooked me up to a string and TOOK ME OUTSIDE! It was COLD! And I heard BARKING! Give a cat a frickin' break! Serves 'em right I ducked out of their rig and ran around naked for 15 minutes. Oh yes, you can me streak nasty.
December 24th 2004 8:55 am
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Meowy Crisp Mouse, maybe.
December 23rd 2004 8:14 am
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I've already won the turf battle of the Christmas tree. The thing sits in the dining room with NO ornaments on it! Only lights. Those wacky girls. You shoulda seen the looks on their faces when I met them eye to eye, four feet up in the tree. I'm gonna be a tree topper before the week's out, sho nuff.
I can't read, but a cat can smell the Sharpie on the calendar... that's right, vet appointment next week. Dirty dogstards.
Veggie Julie came home with a bag from Petsmart. I hope she got me some kitty bling bling. Maybe a gold fang, that'd be dope.
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