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Home:Lincoln, NE  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 11 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 12 lbs.

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Ditty, Ditters, P Ditty, Ditter Bean, Ditty Ditty Bang Bang, Sup' (short for Marsupial), Dit Dong

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-purebred-cat rescue

April 4th 2005

Chocolate Point

Chillin' with THE MAN and boxing with The Terrorist.

Being told I can't go behind the stove. The human loon insists there will be no Fried Ditty for supper. Being told to get off the counter, the fridge, the TV...basically anything I deem necessary for surfing.

Favorite Toy:
This mini fishing pole that has a mouse on the end of it. The magical red light is a blast to chase too!

Favorite Nap Spot:
On THE MAN's belly, on top of the fridge (it's sooo warm) and in random laundry baskets.

Favorite Food:
CHEETOS!!! Close seconds include...fried rice, pizza, bananas, Ritz crackers, it's all good!

I am a super stalker, the dogs never see what's coming!


Arrival Story:
I was posted on PetFinder. The peeps had been looking for another Siamese looking cat ('cause the MAN only likes Siamese) as a pal for Bandit. I was very little and all alone. They had to wait 3 weeks before they could come get me all the way down in Tennessee because I was still too little to be adopted. I was so happy to get a home, the loon was warm and smelled nice and talked soft to me in that scary metal box. Then I got to meet Bandit, who was rude and fat; and Cinder, who is a blast!

I'm Ditto (supposedly named because I looked exactly like Bandit when he was little - and before he got OBESE), a fabulous foul-mouthed Meezer born in Columbia, TN. I sleep, whine and poop a lot. Swearing like a sailor and vomiting like a supermodel round out my typical day. Tormenting my canines also warms my heart!

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Well-behaved cats rarely make history.

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

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Beautiful Neutered Meezer Mix To Be KILLED ~ Caroline Cou

April 15th - the loon says it's the only good thing about that day.

Favorite Color:
Cheetos...that's a color right?

Full-Time Ninja, Part-Time Spy

I've Been On Catster Since:
May 5th 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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I Crap In A Box

Warm Weather Brings Out The Sticky Little People

May 17th 2006 11:19 am
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It must be something to do with the changing of the weather from cold to almost warm. I can’t think of any other reason for there to be so many new Sticky Little People running and crawling around outside. No matter what window I look out, there they are, going off at full tilt, making far too much noise for respectable creatures. One can only hope that with time, they slow down and learn to be quieter. We felines need sleep and with the loon leaving the windows open, this is damn difficult.

Though it is kind of neat when one of the new ones learns to say my name...not that I pay any attention to that kind of thing.


Pork - The Other White Meat

December 16th 2005 7:57 am
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Last night my peeps cooked their food out in the back yard—don’t ask me why, that’s just asking for the birds to poop on it—and it smelled really good. I mean really good. But did I get any, even after being very good and patient while they ate? Hell no! All I got was this lame explanation for not sharing : “I don’t think kitties can have pork.”

I don’t know what “pork” is, but it smelled good enough for me to eat, so why not at least let me try it? You let me eat fish and chicken and turkey, why not pork??? They’re all dead things, aren’t they?

On the plus side, the MAN did give me treats early this morning. He felt bad because he kicked me in the keister while trying to walk through the dark. He could have turned a light on, but no…he just wanders through the dark, waiting for a cat keister to kick.

It all worked out. He gave me food, so I wasn’t starving ten minutes after he left the house, and I didn’t have to wake the loon before she was ready to get up. She was happy, and even came downstairs to feed us the good stuff before she went upstairs to shower.

Still…I wanted that pork last night. And since I didn’t get it, I had to head-butt her awake this morning.

That’s only fair.


It stinks up in there...

December 15th 2005 4:48 am
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No matter what he claims, I did not stick my tongue up the MAN's nose this morning.

Not intentionally, anyway.

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