Bandit


Siamese
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Home:Lincoln, NE  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 15 lbs.

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Nicknames:
HA! Nicknames!?! So childish! The human loon calls me: Monsieur Bandi, Bandito, Fredo, Bandolito, Frito-Lay and then there is: Meow Meow (the MAN calls me that - how UNORIGINAL)

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Quick Bio:
-purebred-cat rescue

Birthday:
October 27th 2000

Coloration:
Seal Point

Likes:
Restuarant reviewing, the study of pyscho-electronic technology, Jazz music, the French language, the Discovery Channel and leisure baths in the sunshine.

Pet-Peeves:
Rodents, infant felines (clawing rodents), infant canines (biting rodents), infant humans (screaming rodents) and closed doors.

Favorite Toy:
Excuse me...TOYS!?! I think not.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Warm human laps (at my discretion of course), in the dryer and on the duvet.

Favorite Food:
Roast duck, prawns, veal blanquette and bauer butterkäse (butter cheese - you must try my friends).

Skills:
Surely you don't expect me to give away all of my secrets?

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
I was the product of a backyard breeder. I was being sold at a pet store as a Himalayan, but it is very apparent to my human lady that I am a Siamese, which of course I've known all along. The pet store where I was being sold was raided by animal control officers. My human lady was a volunteer at the city shelter and took me home to foster. I was only 4 weeks old and very sick. She feel in love with me (who wouldn't?) and begged the shelter to let her keep me. It all worked out and we were living happily ever after until the MAN entered the picture. It was his bright idea to bring Ditto into this household.

Lives Remaining:
7 of 9

Forums Motto:
Fish and visitors smell in three days.

The Groups I'm In:
CATS ON THEIR BACKS!, Fat Cats, For The Meezers!, SIAMESE KITTIES And Their Friends!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Watching TV and my eyes

Astrological Sign:
Scorpio - the most intense, profound, powerful character in the zodiac.

"Course of Life":
Pedagogue, Thought Reformist, Mystic and Scholar

I've Been On Catster Since:
April 29th 2005 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
144205


Meet my family
DittoCinderGuinness

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Psycho-Yoga: The Practice of Feline Mind Control


Unsettled...

May 17th 2006 10:15 am
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Bandit here. Things have been far too unsettled around here lately. First, I was hauled over to Cincinnati for a night while THEY went somewhere. Then the loon was gone for two whole nights and as soon as she got back we were unceremoniously packed up and taken to Cincy again for TWO WHOLE NIGHTS without my staff (me and the Ditto).

I made my displeasure known by howling at the top of my lungs throughout the night. As I am not a vocal feline, this was a surprise to my temporary servants.

Really, Cincy is nice. The floors are warmer than at my house and someone is always cleaning them. Meals are on time though not served with the devotion I inspire at home.

But being without my staff is not tolerable and I have announced it is not to happen again.

The other disturbing thing is I keep hearing jokes about Entertainment Arriving Soon and if this means the damn loon is bring home more rescues, we are going to have a serious problem! There are plenty here. I realize they are only temporary, but honestly!

I do not like the sound of this. A gentlemen needs some peace and quiet!

 

New Mind Games For Humans

December 16th 2005 8:09 am
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Here's another way to drive your humans nuts.

Spend a couple of days getting one of them to become your furniture--bed, chair, bathtub--all your furniture. If they're sitting down, give them "The Look", watch as they rearrange their sitting position to accommodate your furry little body, and then jump up. Curl up and sleep for a good 2-3 hours, bathe, get down and get a snack, then jump back up. All day long.

People are insane. They'll totally go for it.

Then, on the 3rd day, wait for your Chosen One to sit down and then stand in front of them with "The Look", maybe even meow a little. They'll make a lap, pat their legs and say "well, come on."

Tilt your head to one side, say "Meow" softly, and walk away.

The person will sigh hard; come back a few minutes later and repeat. They'll still make a lap for you. This time when you walk away, swish your tail just =so=.

Your person will be totally irritated and insulted.

Your work will then be complete.

Wait a few days, then repeat.

 

Conversations That Go NOWHERE!

December 15th 2005 9:06 am
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The loon and I had a conversation last night. She was sitting at her desk, looking at the computer, and I was sitting on the bed, trying to get her to get off her butt and let me have it for a while. She barely turned her head to look at me and said, "According to everything I've been reading, we need to put you on a low fat diet for your pancreas."

Excuse me? I don't think so. I am not giving up my Stinky Goodness!

"If we didn't have to give you your meds, we could do away with the wet food..."

And I can gnaw your eyeballs out while you sleep, too...

"And we should reduce your stress levels."

Fine, get rid of evil toddler spawn.

"But you don't exactly have stress. You eat and sleep and poop."

Evil toddler spawn is my source of stress!

"Moving was stressful on you, wasn't it?"

I didn't like it, but there's bigger stress in my life!

"Isn't having a bigger place better since you guys have more room to play?"

Fine. More room is nice. But who says I want to play!? I'm really just trying to annihilate the little monster.

Then she turned and lifted me onto her lap and rubbed the top of my head and said, "Guinney is kind of stressful on you, isn't he? I'm sorry... He'll get better as he gets older."

I'd prefer not to wait that long. Get rid of him.

"We'll figure something out."

Yeah. I'll believe that when I see it.

 
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