Willie Williams


Domestic Shorthair
Picture of Willie Williams, a male Domestic Shorthair

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Home:Hackensack, NJ  
Age: 17 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 10 lbs.

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Nicknames:
White Boy, Wittew Wiwwie (gag me),He Who Must Be Obeyed,My Buddy, Buddy Boy, Willie STOP! Da Bunny, My Wittew Bunnywabbit.

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Likes:
Torturing me into doing his bidding, working me like a puppet.

Pet-Peeves:
Me not obeying his every whim.

Favorite Toy:
Me. I'm in his puppet show and he is working my strings.....and my last good nerve.

Favorite Nap Spot:
On my lap, the lower left corner of my bed as evidenced by the ring of white hair.

Favorite Food:
Kit-N-Kaboodle dry cat food called "kitty heroin" by my Vet. That's all he will eat and the darn bowl had better be full!

Skills:
He takes a running leap five to six feet up the bathroom doorjamb, holds on for a few beats and then slowly slides down. He's done six feet from a running start but can achieve a height of five feet from a standing position.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
My sister saw Willie as she was about to enter an AA meeting in Harlem, New York City. She always carries cans of cat food for any stray kitty she encounters so she cracked open a can and left it for him. When the meeting was over, he was still waiting for her. I just happened to be wanting a new kitty and decided to adopt him. It took him a long time for him to return his coat to a sparkling pure white shade from the grime of the city streets. He's my best buddy.

Bio:
Early on Willie devised many ways to wake me from a deep sleep during the early morning hours to do his bidding. He would bang cabinet doors, rattle closet doors, bang the doorknob of my bedroom door into the wall, jump straight up the posts of my canopy bed, walk around the perimeter of said canopy, step in the hanging plant hanging right over my face............and my absolute favorite---whipping his paw across the five wind chimes I have hanging inside my bedroom window, one of which is a heavy brass wind chime! Makes beaucoup noise. I had tried yelling at him, throwing my pillows and slippers at him (they're SOFT!), locking him out of the bedroom (he throws himself bodily against the closed door), putting him in his carrier for a time out (he broke out), putting a pillow behind the bedroom door to keep it from banging, wedging things between the sliding doors of my closet to keep them from rattling, etc. etc. etc. I tried petting him and showing him attention from my bed while half asleep. No go. I finally discovered that I must rise from my nice, warm bed, walk behind him to the kitchen (if I go in any other direction he whacks me on the legs), and pet him on his little white head while he chomps down on his Kit-N-Kaboodle! OMG! And I do it, too! My friends say I'm a jerk for giving in but, believe me, it's not worth enduring this torture. I just do what he wants. Then and only then, may I go back to sleep.....maybe....IF he's satisfied.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
.....but I don't HAVE a motto!

I've Been On Catster Since:
April 3rd 2005 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
134891


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