Spit Fire

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Age: 7 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 8 lbs.

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Spitz, Little Dude, Little Man

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

June 17th 2009


Wrestling with sisters, playing with toys, sunbeams and bird watching..

Losing toys under the couch.

Favorite Toy:
Toy rings that I got from my Dogster friends, Betsy & Norman.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Anywhere it is warm. I also like to cuddle & spoon with Sophie Bean

Favorite Food:
What every is in the bowl.



Arrival Story:
I was born under a deck. My Mommy took great care of me and my siblings so I was not thrilled to be snatched away from her and taken into a strange place.

I was the most feral of all us kittens. I was fierce! I spit & hiss all the time, thus the name Spit Fire. I bit my new Daddy and put three holes in his finger. There was blood, lots of blood. I think Daddy forgave me as he is letting me stay here fur-ever. Daddy worked really hard socializing me. I really like being an indoor kitten and having my sister Sweetie here with me makes me more comfortable. Honors: Catster Diary Pick of the Day 12-19-2012

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
Born to Purr!

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I've Been On Catster Since:
August 18th 2009 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
Klemy Q-Tip Sophie Bean
Kira Sweetie

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Spit Fire's Roars & Meows

The Nip Incident...

January 2nd 2013 4:19 am
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Yesterday I walked by Mommy and she was looking at me weird. She said, What on earth is all over your fur?" I had brown powder all over me. Mommy looked all over the house trying to figure out what it was. When she went downstairs she found Klemy & Kira in a major cat nip buzz. I had broken open the cat nip cigar toy and rolled in the cat nip till I was covered in it. That toy lasted 2 years till I found it, MOL! It took Mommy furever to brush the nip out of my fur.



December 28th 2012 4:04 am
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Sophie Bean, my dog, goes outside for walks with Mommy. Yesterday when she came back inside she was covered in snowballs. Mommy was combing and picking the snowballs off of Sophie and then I would smack the snowballs around. I guess I was getting on Mommy's nerves because she kicked me out of the laundry room and shut the doors so I couldn't get back in. Geez! I am not allowed to go outside so this is the closest I get to snow and Mommy ruined it. Mommy can be no fun sometimes!


Double Trouble...

December 18th 2012 5:26 am
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How to make Mommy think she losing her mind? It is simple. You take one bad cat & one hooligan dog combine them into a naughty tag team and you get a Mommy thinking she lost her mind. Mommy got some toys & treats for her pet sitting client’s pets. She wrapped them all up and put them in a big cardboard box in her office closet. Mommy goes in & out of the closet but is always shutting the door behind her. Sophie saw some of the toys…smelled some of the treats and she wanted them, but Sophie knew she could not do it by herself, she needed the skills only a cat possess. Sophie told me what was in the magic closet. She barked this would be her only chance at getting a Christmas gift, because let’s face the truth…she is naughty hooligan and is gonna get a stocking full of fleas from Santa Paws. I felt sorry for her so I meow that I would help. We put our plan in motion. I would open the closet and Sophie would move in to retrieve the prezzies. Seemed easy enough but as soon as I would get that door open it seemed Mommy would show up. It was funny to see the look of confusion as Mommy would find the door open. She would say, “I know I closed that door.” Then the other day she came home, found the door open and the box of prezzies moved from the back of the closet to the front. Mommy just kinda of stared at the box and said, “It is official, I am losing my mind!” Everyday Sophie & I got closer and closer to getting that box out of the closet and getting those prezzies. The other day Mommy was downstairs reading a book when she heard the creaking of the closet slowly opening. I got the door open and Sophie told me to watch for Mommy and meow really loud if she comes. Sophie moved into the closet grabbed the flap of the cardboard box and pulled & pulled. The box got caught on something but she kept trying…next thing I know I hear Mommy slowly sneaking up the stairs. Funny that Mommy thinks she can be sneakier then a cat. I didn’t think so! I reacted by running full speed down the stairs past her. (I am not dumb! I don’t want to get caught and get fleas in my stocking!) I listen from behind the couch downstairs as I hear Mommy say, “What do you think you are doing?” I heard what I imagine was Sophie jumping 2 feet in the air from Mommy’s sneak attack. Mommy said, “If you are looking for your partner in crime he already took off!” Caught red pawed in the act. I hope Santa Paws wasn’t watching. In a way I think Mommy was happy it was just me & Sophie being naughty and that she wasn’t losing her mind.

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