Likes: Running around and playing with little mousies...alive or fluffy ones.
Pet-Peeves: I get scared of very loud noises and have fallen off our entrance bridge twice.
Favorite Toy: Mousies and I also like other furry things...like Moms tail.
Favorite Nap Spot: In the sun...next to Mom or my sibs
Favorite Food: SHRIMPIES and fishy canned food, but a there is much fresh stuff out here.
Skills: Trying to "fly off the bridge" without wings or bungee cord. I am a Special Forces Katzy!
Arrival Story: Bungee and his two sisters, Hidey and Fraidy, were brought to us by their Mom Daisy when they were ca. 4-6 weeks old. Daisy had been born here by the house ( that we had moved into in Fall of 2008) near a shed last year. Just like her Mom, she decided to hang out on the property and come to the house to get some food over time. At some point we realized that Daisy was pregnant. :-)
On Thursday before the 4th of July, I found a little kitten on our entrance bridge...dropped off like an orphan. Daisy showed up but disappeared again. The next day, she gave us another little kitty gift. Same spiel. On July 4th, we received #3.
Despite our doubt that Daisy actually had live kittens, because she had not shown any "Mommy behavior" and spent too much time with Garfield (the litter Daddy?)...she was indeed a good Mommy cat, looking out for her babies. She knew me, but being semi feral, apparently wanted to test us and see how much she could trust us. That's what we have for an explanation, why she brought her babies one at a time to us for the length of three days. The rest is history. :-)
Bio: On the second day, Bungee got scared by loud noises. In an attempt to hide behind the cage and baskets that I had quickly put together for a temporary shelter, he overstepped and "jumped" off the bridge...falling 15 feet down to the semi soft ground.
That's how my little Mouseketeer got his name "Bungee", because I wished that moment that he had used a bungee cord instead of engaging in a free fall...
After his rescue, he appeared scared but okay and unhurt. A later vet visit did not find anything. However, his early and very sudden, inexplicable death might be due to this fall...among other possible reasons.
When I am big I want to: - Be a famous TV Katz
- Go on hunting safaris in Blair County
- Make my pawrents proud
- Marry a cute katzie girl
My favorite movies: * Aristocats * That Darn Cat * Mouse Hunt * Karate Dog* Ice Age (all) * Cats and Dogs * Turner and Hooch * Stuart Little * Lion King * Chicken Run * Babe * Bambi * Francis, the Talking Mule * Cat in the Hat * The Ugly Dachshund *
Little me wants to wish everyone a great 4th of July weekend.
I have been zipping around like a wild bee, looking at all the Independence festivities we have going on up here.
Wow! You should see the marching bands in the parade!
My barky brother Lucky (In Loving Memory) is having a field day...so many "sheep" to herd!
He has become one of the coaches for the marching bands. Let me tell you...he knows how to get everyone to step in sync...like no one else ever could! I am really proud of him. His multi-barkual talents help with the foreign born furbies here, too.
I need to fly down to our hoomins and grab Mama's camera, so I can take some photos. Hopefully, I can find the small camera, because anything bigger will make my beautiful wings go flabby with weight.
Look out...I am coooooming...Bungee, the fastest Wingster on the Planet!!! Yoo-Hoo!
MEOW! Today is the one week birthday of my sister Fraidy's little kittens!
I am an uncle now! Y--A-Y!!! That is so exciting. I wish I could be there with them, since I am so much more like them...size-wise and all! I could teach them the toidy box lesson in a few weeks and other stuff little babies need to know.
They were born in the early morning of 15 May 2010 in my hoomin pawrents' small study. Mama had kept Fraidy inside because of the bad weather. I am so proud of Fraidy, because she managed to have the babies all by herself and did not call the hoomins for help!
She had four little MouseKateers but Puzzle, the weakest, did not even live for a total of 24 hours. Our hoomin Mo was very sad about that. She had tried to much to make him eat but he just wouldn't do it. They gave Puzzle a nice funeral next to my grave.
Mama Mo has been trying to get a page up for Fraidy but with all this commotion and concern for the new furmily additions, she is soooo behind.
Yesterday she took Fraidy and the babies to the doctor to have them checked out. Fraidy has a respiratory infection and probably passed it on to her kids. One kitty has a pussy eye, so now all the babies will get antibiotic eye drops. Oh boy...what spiel that will be!
Mo and Schnuck (our hoomin Dad) still have to officially name the katzies. I cannot rat out on that before they have taken care of it...sorry!
Now that front room study has become the NEONATAL KATZIE WARD. Dad thinks Mama is nuts, ha, ha! She has restricted access to that room, so the little furmily will not be bothered constantly. She is a good hoomin! :-)
Since I have wings now, I can fly down to the Burg and protect my nieces and nephews. I will be there Guardian Katzie Angel!
This morning, my hoomin Mama received my WINGS!. Gosh, it was the bestest gift efur!
I heard my Mama squeak out loud, when she found them. You should have seen her...she immediately turned into one big Kleenex absorbing bundle of Sniffs, Squeaks & Tears. (Hey, that could be a name for a band...). Anyway, I had to strain my eyes from up here to see what the mouse was going on down there in Mamatown.
THEN I saw them: ---drum roll, please--- My brandnew, fluffy WINGSters.
What a breath-taking view!
Alice, my great, new furiend of the purry kind, had dispawtched them to my Mama earlier. What a great kitty she is! Her Mommy is very nice, too - helping strangers to get wings! :-)
Butt here is the other neat pawt...I found out from her that a doggie, yes a doggie, is my actual Wing Maker. I will have to fly all over the Bridge playground to find TJ, so I can show him how happy I am with my flappers. Thank you so furry much TJ & Mommy!
I feel really special now, and it is very touching that a doggie would make my wings. My furmily bodyguard Lucky (InLovingMemory) got his wings from a katzie. And there are still hoomins, who say that doggies and katzies cannot get along. Pfffffffffffff! They are just jealous.
Believe it or not...I even received TWO kinds of Wings: A pair of delikatz, superlight ones for daily use, and another pair, which are made of long-lasting, beautiful white feathers for breezier or rainy days and longer flights.
All Bridge members can spot me easily up here. Until I get my coordination right and learn every stop&go, up&down as well as adhering to the speed limits (yeah, we do have those here!), I will be that incredible bundle of energy that might look like a mad bumble bee with a broken auto pilot!!!
Rainbow Bridge...here I come...fly...flap...ouch... It's me, Bungee, the happiest WINGS recipient of SouthCentral Pennsylvania! YAAAAAY!