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Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 9 lbs.

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Today is my Birthday!

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tokidoki, ticky, tic-tac-toki, aby boy, tokes, mr. tokes

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:

March 20th 2009


playing and eating


Favorite Toy:
rattling fur mice, stuffed plush ferret doll, fishing fly toy, feather flyer

Favorite Nap Spot:
up on top of his furry shelf, or on top of the blanket between my legs (yeah, my crotch :P)

Favorite Food:
chicken, salmon, yogurt, anything

he fetches, flips while playing, opens the toaster oven to steal food (once he sees me getting food out from someplace, he tries to do it himself: baked salmon out of the toaster oven, pound cake from a box, etc)


Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
copy cat cappy cot

The Last Forum I Posted In:
cat water fountain- better to get stainless steel or cera

Toki's formal name is Nantucket. His "fancy" name is GP Ataraxia Nantucket of Instincts. GP is Grand Premier. He is happily retired from cat shows, except for his one-cat show, the Toki Nantucket Variety Hour. Which is on every hour, all day and all night, daily. Toki is so much fun, and he keeps me giggling all the time. He loves playing at home, climbing to the highest spot in the room, squeezing into the cupboards, bird watching, and "helping" me with whatever I'm doing. He presses my face with his paw to wake me up, knocks things off shelves, jumps on my back when I lean over, and makes me happy when nothing else can.

I've Been On Catster Since:
January 18th 2010 More than 7 years!

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Aaawwwww yeeaaahhhh!

May 13th 2013 8:01 pm
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Gosh I'm almost surprised anybody even recognizes me, it's been so long since I've been here. Catster! My friends, I've missed you. Thank you so much for all of my birthday gifts and messages in March. I'm so sorry I haven't responded to or thanked anybody in months. My mom has been busy with work and Catster just fell by the wayside.
But here I am! Cat of the Week! Wow! I am four years old now, a MAN. I have a new sophisticated way of acting. Mostly. I mean- Sometimes. I try, anyway. :)
Thanks so much for the love! This week is going to be awesome.


Frosty Moon, Beaver Moon

November 29th 2012 3:24 am
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Last night and the night before was the full moon. It's called the Beaver Moon, or Frosty Moon. Mom said that those kind of sound like stripper names. Full moons usually bring out some extra zoom zoomies, but I felt pretty relaxed last night actually. Maybe it's cuz the moon's so tiny right now. it is supposed to be the smallest full moon of this year, and if you look at it, it really does look smaller than usual! Very cute little moon glowing up in the sky.

Ahhh, winter. I'm loving my good old spot up on my high shelf under the heating vent. Toasty.

Unfortunately, winter brings on a nasty habit of my mom's. Eating ORANGES. Yucky big navel oranges. For some reason she always craves them in winter. She's sitting at the table peeling one now. I took one whiff and jumped down, then took off running. I'm crouching across the room, staring at her with my Most disapproving SQUINT, and I'm wrinkling my nose in disdain. Yeah, that's right, you-- you ORANGE EATER. My own mother, peeling an orange ball of yuck. She better wash her hands before she tries to pet me.


The Caped Invader

November 6th 2012 8:04 am
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There's a suspicious character hanging around my yard lately. This cat is white with a solid grey mask and cape. This caped invader keeps coming up to my mom and squeaking at her. Yeah that's right, SQUEAKING. For some reason my mom thinks this weird squeaking sound it makes is very charming, and she always runs inside to grab some food to put out. Meanwhile, I'm staring out the window at my mom giving away food that should be going to ME. I don't really get it. The caped invader is definitely not a stray, because he or she is kind of chubby and has sparkling clean fur. And yet somehow my mom is so charmed by that squeaking that she can't resist. I actually have not been hissing at the caped invader. YET. I kind of admire his/her style. Much better than that punk Greystripe cat that comes by.

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