Nicknames: Roly Poly, Da Bottomless Pit, Kitten Cakes
Gotcha Date: August 3rd 2013
Birthday: April 7th 2013
Coloration: Orange Tabby
Likes: I like running around and being crazy!
Pet-Peeves: I don't have any so far, I'm pretty easy going.
Favorite Toy: I like batting wand toys.
Favorite Nap Spot: Da bed - it's comfy!
Arrival Story: I was at da Irving Animal Shelter, den me and my siblings went to Feral Friends. I'd been living with a foster family in Lewisville and had had to spend 2 weeks at da Petco in Plano trying to get adopted. On Friday, dese people came in and looked and me and thought I was so cute, which I is. Den dey left! But dey came back on Saturday when dere was da adoption event and dey took me home! I's still exploring.
My name at da shelter was Ford, but my momma decided to name me Travis so she made Ford my middle name. I think Travis Ford sounds pretty cool! I's named after William Barret Travis, hero of da Alamo.
Miss Jezebel finally likes me! We has been snuggling tons the past few days and she has even let me give her a bath! I are so happy! I been wanting one of the kitties to let me snuggle them since I came here and finally Miss Jezebel are being dat kitty!
See, we are really best friends! I loves my Jezzy so much!
Da humans put up dis big tree thing in da living room and spent a couple days decorating it. They were worried I might try to climb it, but so far I are not interested. I did try to chew on it, but it do not taste too good. I don't see why they made such a big fuss over something that do not even taste good.
So lately, I's been hearing lots about dis Christmas thing - momma put up all these crazy lights and decorations in our room. I been watchin some of dem - dey move and sing and stuff sometimes. Jezebel said something about a tree inside and dat I'll get presents, but I think she are trickin me because I don't sees no tree yet. Except for da mini pink tree in my room which are not da big one she were talkin bout.
Other than that, I been workin on bein my dorable self and tryin to con everybody outta food. Maurice's momma are pretty good bout da feedings - she'll feed me right after I've already eaten bout 5 minutes ago. I don't know how Maurice got her trained so well, my momma are not so trainable.
Momma said somethin bout Christmassy cards and wantin to exchange dem. So if you wants to, send me a pawmail with your address. And maybe tell me if Miss Jezzy are pullin my leg or not with this present talk.
I'm a DDP today! Thanks so much to all my pals for da presents and comments! And thanks for all da fun cornucopias on my page!
I was tortured this Thanksgiving! I kept my momma and grandma in da kitchen all day when dey was cooking and stuff and even tried to help out by taste-testing the dough for the rolls. And the taste-testing the pies. And lotsa other stuff. But because I was trying to taste test too much, dey locked me up in my bedroom while they ate dat tasty turkey. I had to smell it, but I did not get to eat. Just because I was up on my cat tree waiting to pounce on the pitch table and get some of dat yummy food! Dey said it were like sitting and waiting for a mountain lion to attack.
So today, when Maurice's momma was getting herself some leftover turkey to eat, I didn't hesitate. I grabbed the drumstick and started to take off! That are right - a whole BIG turkey drumstick! But dey took it away from me too. Who are the real turkey thief here?? I think it are the humans!!!