Birthday: March 1st 2001 Coloration: Orange & White Tabby Likes: Food, sleep. I AM a cat. Pet-Peeves: Feet and legs. Also, I have a grudge against my tail. I attack it and am always surprised that chomping it hurts! Favorite Toy: A fleece snowman. Favorite Nap Spot: Evil owner's bed, bed next to chest in bedroom, on top of boxes. Favorite Food: Bread. Call me "Carbohydrate Cat." (I try to sneak bread whenever possible, not successfully . . .) Skills: Biting. I used to bite the evil owner a lot, but now I stalk and bite once in a while, to keep her alert and on guard. Also, I can do double back flips while chasing a laser pointer light. I will catch that thing someday, I will! Dwells:
indoors Arrival Story: I was abandoned at a veterinarian's office after being brought in for "vomiting." Silly woman was looking for an excuse—all I vomit are giant hairballs. Bio: I was named after Dr. Sam Johnson's cat (from Boswell's Life of Johnson), which of course I haven't read. Forums Motto: Hodge— I've Been On Catster Since:
The Evil Owner went away and left me at the veterinarian's. As if that weren't bad enough, they not only kept me in a cage, they CLEANED my teeth. The indignity! Fortunately, I came out of it before they could get me into the cage again, and thanks to the threat of my freshly cleaned teeth I spent the night a free man in the surgery. Ha!
