Domestic Shorthair/Domestic Shorthair
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Home:Dobbs Ferry, NY  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 27 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 10 lbs.

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Sparky Boy, Sparkela, Sparkle Face, BooBoo, Boo, Sparky Boo, Mama Love

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

Tabby and White

sleeping under your arm at night, basking in the sunlight, looking out the window to plan his next escape, drnking water out of the sink - or your drinking glass, eating off your plate, and generally getting some lovins

his younger brother, Frodo who likes to pounce when he's sleeping, when there is a severe lack of his canned food, when his humans don't understand Meow, and when his humans stop him from trying to get out to wander the apartment building

Favorite Toy:
a little catnip is always nice

Favorite Nap Spot:
his doll bed, a box twice as small as he is, under an arm, sprawled out in the exact middle of the bed, in a beam of sunlight...

Favorite Food:
tuna fish, his canned food, anything human or that he's not supposed to have

does he have any skills? He's an escape artist to say the least. He's also a great conversationalist, and can talk at great length at nothing in particular, but it ususally revoloves somewhere around "hey you, funny face! feed us, alright? We're starved!"


Arrival Story:
Sparky was in a litter from my granma's cat Lucy. He was a sickly little thing with eye goop just oozing out of his eyes. Mum took him to the vet, and well, after spending all that money to fix him up, she said "no way is this cat going to be given to a petshop! He's mine!" Thus, Sparky entered our lives.

Sparky spent the first few years of his life as an indoor/outdoor cat and thoroughly enjoyed being the mouser of the neighborhood. When he cleared out the mouse, shrew, and other small game populations in the area he moved on to squirrels, which to say the least, upset the neightbors. We moved (not for this reason), and Sparky retired to become an indoor cat. But he still has a love of adventure and occasionally escapes. But he's never far. He just likes to worry his parents! We hold the belief that when Sparky is staring out the window for extreme lengths of time that he is actually planning his next move. Now that we live in an apartment building however, he now has a new passion to see what lies in that great hallway with all the stairs and doors.

Lives Remaining:
5 of 9

Forums Motto:
Ex-Mouser Extraordinaire

The Groups I'm In:
♥Artistic Creations♥, Cats in Hats

I've Been On Catster Since:
July 1st 2005 More than 11 years!

I Was In The:
Catster's 2006 Holiday Picture Party!

See me in Catster's 2005 Holiday Picture Party!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Meet my family
LuckyFrodoPrince *In
Loving Memory*
Gorby *In
Loving Memory*

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The Conquistador known as Sparky

Whats the most powerful weapon we have?

December 10th 2005 8:42 pm
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The Eyes. I have been spending the last few weeks trying to teach young Frodo about the power of the eyes. Although conquistadors are excellent fighters and have a rough exterior, we are magnificent lovers and can be quite gentle and sweet.

And that's what I am trying to accomplish. Frodo has not yet realized that he can become perhaps even more powerful through sweetness than he can through aggressiveness. Over the past few weeks I have bee conducting experiments for Frodo to watch. The best one I have entitled “The Look of Hunger.” Basically, it consists of staring at your human and meowing cutely but incessantly until it gets up to feed you. You don’t necessarily have to be hungry, but the point is to get them to feed you. Now, my human has been posing a bit of a problem because she takes so very long to finally get up, and it’s not making me look too great. She likes to try to avoid eye contact by moving slightly so the arm of the chair is between our gaze. But I tell Frodo not to be discouraged, eye contact is the key. So I simply move my head down or up a bit to reestablish our gaze, give a small meow, and that’s usually when it works. She is just so amazed at my intelligence (like that is intelligence – ha!) that she gets up to feed me.

Frodo watches from about a foot away to learn the techniques. He’s tried a few times to work the power of his cuteness… but he’s still so skittish. I keep telling him our humans won’t hurt him. It will take time. He’s getting the hang of it. Soon he’ll be completely humanized and have them wrapped around his tail.


An Award

November 21st 2005 7:33 pm
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Wow! Yesterday (11/20/05) Catster awarded me with the Diary of the Day, and let me tell you, as a cat who knows that such gifts are not given without due cause, I consider it an honor to be awarded with such. As a Don, I take this honor very seriously, and I hope to continue to bring to Catster exactly the same caliber of writing as they deemed fit to award.

I would also like to thank all those who saw it fit to award me 5 paws and ask my paw in friendship. A Don can never have too many connections.


Don Sparky takes an Apprentice

November 15th 2005 5:23 pm
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At the tender age of 10 months old I took Frodo under my paw. He was quite enthusiastic, and took every oppotunity to lunge at me. I teach him to fight fairly. He is still trying to grasp the concept that pouncing while the enemy is eating, sleeping, cleaning, or using the Box is not proper conduct.

We start with simple exercises every day. I signal to him that the lesson will begin by sitting in the center of the living room and gliding my tail across the floor a few times. Frodo meets me in the center of the room and we practice proper hygene. A good conquistador is well kept and presentable.

Then we go into a bit of light smacking in the face and side, always keeping eye contact. Eye contact is the key. If you look away you are admitting defeat. If Frodo falters he gets a whack in the head to keep focus, and he loses that fight. Its slow going, but he's learning not to be intimidated.

My personal signiture move in a duel is to grab my opponent by the neck, fall to my side, lock his himin a death grip and kick the head over and over with my back paws.

Frodo has advanced to a level where he is in the beginning stages of learning this move. Often times he is too eager and falls to the floor without securing my neck in the all important death grip. But he will catch on. I believe that Frodo will one day, in the far off future, become an excellent dueler.

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