Photo Comments Age: 3 Years Sex: Male
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June 27th 2012
April 27th 2012
Catnip [hyperactive stoner].
Getting his nails clipped; when someone pants.
His "tail" (the leftover of a Weazel Ball).
Favorite Nap Spot:
The green chair; atop the faux fireplace.
Bread (even though it's off limits).
Getting into anywhere and everywhere; hunting down bread; the ability to sound like a desperate, crying 1-month-old kitten when waiting to be fed.
While leaving the movie theatre and passing through the harbor around 11pm, Greg and I noticed a little gray puffball on the other side of the fence of a municipal museum. Coincidentally, I had a bag of cat food on me. After one hour of seducing the kitten with food and play, we built up enough trust that I could actually pet him without him bolting. So I scooped up the scruffy little thing and spent the next hour walking home. Even though Cricket, the resident cat, wasn't too thrilled about the new addition being quarantined in the bathroom, we ended up keeping him. He came to us underweight, greasy, and with a belly full of worms and he has since matured into quite the healthy, striking tom (minus the balls)!
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- has fallen into the toilet twice (once while there was still urine in it).
------------------------ - has plum-coloured paw pads. ------------------
I've Been On Catster Since:
|May 27th 2013
||More than 2 years!
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May 28th 2013 7:26 pm
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I was a naughty kitty today. Or so mom said.
I really like windows. I really like the things I see on the other side of windows. So, of course I get excited when I'm at a window!
As I was bouncing up and down on the window sill, one of my jumps landed me on top of mom's new tomato plant. I'm proud to say that the plant didn't stand a chance against me. -Snap!- went the stem! Even though I won the battle of power, for some reason mom didn't share the same feeling of accomplishment that I had. And instead of letting me carry the plant off to eat it, she put it in a jar of water. The jar looks pretty sturdy, but I bet I can knock it over.
Oh, and yesterday mom and dad had two slices of bread on the table. The moment the two of them had their backs turned, I made my move... and was caught! I managed to nab a slice off of the table but I had to ditch it on the floor. I thought I made a good getaway by the time they noticed the bread was disturbed, but I think I accidentally left some evidence on the table... Does a paw print smushed into a slice of bread really give me away that easily?
I really have to practice my cat burglar skills...
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