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Leave a treat for Peeshy

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Sun Sign:  Quick Bio:
 Birthday: January 24th 1992
 Coloration: Gray Tabby

Likes: Her favorite Human with the long, brown fur on her head. People. Being vacuumed. Being serenaded by flamenco guitar (she falls asleep). Attention and petting. Free butt scratches.

Pet-Peeves: Male cats. All living creatures besides humans. Grass against her bare paws. Citrus fruits. Being pet in the wrong direction. Having her paws held. Late dinners; a queen has to have early suppers, you know.

Favorite Toy: Peeshy is too old and proper for games and kiddie toys.

Favorite Nap Spot: Her favorite Human's Closet. Her little kennel with the cheetah blanket. Anywhere in or around her favorite Human's bed. Her favorite Human's lap. The computer keyboard.

Favorite Food: Cheesecake, Chips, Feta cheese, Milk, Fancy Feast, Friskies Chunks, Ice Cream, Moths. She has a very experienced palate.

Skills: Nonpareil catiquette. Night Opera. Menacing invasive curs.

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story: Oh...hai. Allow me to introduce myself. My name's Peeshy, and I'm a really cool cat. I'm capable of making canines as big as Labradors whimper at my feet (or paws), sneaking cheese off the breakfast table, sleeping on my human's pillow, and still geting away with a great grooming sesh. That is the life.
I'm not really sure where I was born, or who I am, but I do recall coming across a small curly-haired child 16 years ago during my ventures in the human world and became interested ever since. Even when she rode my back like a horse and grabbed me with her chubby hands, I knew it was fate that I'd found my master (or servant). She is the only human I truly love. I plan on sleeping in only her dirty laundry for many years to come.

Bio: I am a survivor of a hit-and-run car crash. I don't have a tail, but that's okay because I'm old anyway, and who has time to clean tails in this day and age? I spend my days in cat naps and Fancy Feasts garnished with cat nip, and even though my right leg won't stay in my hip joint despite many surgeries, I'm a tough, furry cookie that can run...when I feel like it. Meow. Bai.

Lives Remaining: 4 of 9

Forums Motto: Meh.

I've Been On Catster Since:
| July 26th 2009 |
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More than 2 years! |

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id: 1016318

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