Nicknames: Sparkles, Sparkleton, B. Hotch, Tan, S-Tan, S-Man, Mr. Kitty, Zippy, Thunderbutt Kitty Complexion:
Activeness
sleepy
very active
Intelligence
silly
genius
Curiosity
not curious
very curious
Friendliness
timid
affectionate
Vocal
not vocal
very vocal
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Quick Bio:
-cat rescue
Gotcha Date: February 8th 2010 Birthday: February 3rd 2003 Coloration: Black and White Likes: Decorating with blankets, sitting on your lap when you're going to get up, cleaning himself, eating, licking humans, eating paper, running around, milk rings, twist ties, sleeping under the covers Pet-Peeves: Being petted too much, being up for adoption, stubborn humans, a moving lap Favorite Toy: My Duckie Favorite Nap Spot: On a human of course Favorite Food: My crunchies! Skills: Decorating with my toys, carrying Duckie, and getting into mischief Dwells:
indoors Arrival Story: I've been at a local animal shelter for over 3 years cause no one wanted me. This lady came to visit me a lot (though she smelled like dogs) and eventually took me home. I had a bad rap at the shelter because there were so many visitors and noise that made me nervous, especially the other animals. Lives Remaining: 7 of 9 Forums Motto: Hi, my name is Sparky, what's your name The Groups I'm In: FANCYPANTS CAFE, Catster Fun Time
Well it's been a few weeks in my new home and I'm talking to my bear a lot but not so much to Ducky. I'm glad he's here don't get me wrong but I don't need him all the time like bear right now. Plus bear's bigger so he's comfier MOL.
Things are calming down and I'm not as jumpy and still going with mama to work. My new trick is getting on her lap while she's talking to clients (which she HATES). She shoves me off but I keep trying. Then I go to bed cause I'm tired from bird watching so much.
A huge thank mew to Newman again for my birdie and ladybug (was I not supposed to eat the ladybug?), HLH for the pawsome pawmails, and everyfur for the flowers. I'm much happier now cause I have a routine going more and I think I'm even losing weight cause I don't sleep as long. I know, how could I possibly be cuter than I already am? MOL
So after we moved the pawrents had to go back to the old house to get some stuff. Well mama walked in the door and noticed an odd box sitting there that she didn't recognize so she picked it up. In the handle of the box she saw a small piece of yellow and yelled "Ducky, I found Ducky!!!! I'm such a bad pet pawrent."
Well so I didn't have my beloved Ducky in my biggest time of need (or the week after) but I was ok cause I'm a fighter. Plus, I had my bear which has been almost as good as Ducky for quite some time now.
Other than that I've just been getting settled and it takes a long time cause the pawrents still have boxes everywhere. Mama did set up perches for me the first day though so I could see and feel more comfortable
I'm such a tough guy that my crystals didn't even come back after the loong, loooong car ride and mama wonders if I can even remember the ride cause I was doped up. I told her I remember it but I don't care anymore cause now we're at our new house MOL.
I want to send a huge thank mew to Tate for my gift, Newman for the thoughtful birdie (until I get my screen door) and Autumn, Tate et al for the pretty flowers and thinking of me.
Well I'm still in one piece but it's been crazy here! These moving guys came and there was a tragedy. My beloved duckie couldn't be found anywhere. In a stressful time of need and mama couldn't find him! So she said to the movers "I know this sounds insane, but please be on the lookout for a small duck that's gone missing." The guys were furry nice but ducky wasn't found.
The pawrents catnapped me, catnapped me! It was like when I came home from the shelter but even more pawful because it was 4 times, 4 times as long!
For some reason I felt really woozy and mama kept telling me it was ok. I said "yeah right lady, I don't think so. I feel like crap and I'm stuck in this box for 4 hours. Get real."
Even though I felt woozy I tried to get out of my carrier and mama says I'm smart cause I was doing it right by the lock. I'm no dummy.
Anyway I was awake the whole ride cause I'm a fighter and my crying got quieter the more the wooziness kicked in. When we finally got to the new house I still felt funny but wanted to go explore. Mama wouldn't let me (mothers) and so I was in their bedroom for a whole day. Then the mover guys came back again and moved stuff. Once they were gone I was allowed to come out and explore the new smells. There's very good bird watching here but no screen in the backdoor which stinks. Mama said she'd ask the landlord if they could get me one so I can properly bird hunt.
Anyway, it's been good here and mama works from home now so I have a buddy all day long. I even have a desk perch and papa calls me the CEO - cat executive officer. Don't know why it's taken them that long to figure out geez.
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