Age: 13 Years Sex: Male Weight: 9 lbs.
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Molly, Mollers, Locko, Da Baby, kittenkitten, Little Big nose, Sleepy kitty, Molokko the talking cat, Attack Cat
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|-mixed breed||-pound cat||-cat rescue|
June 20th 2002
To talk to people hip topics range from: Hey I am hungry!, Feed me!, Why did you leave me with the maid!?, Where the heck have you been all night?
He hates it when we go on vacation , Or move furniture, Or delivery people. He also is no fan of house parties.
Anything when he is in a playful mood.
Favorite Nap Spot:
In his chair next to my closet.
He only loves the cheapest food . He could be the poster cat for no frills.
He can articulate himself he has the skills to become an international ambassador he speaks fluent cat english without an accent
I moved to Hong Kong and my beloved Cosmo Gradney "the superflirt" passed away before I could send for him from Texas. I moved with my husband to Lamma Island and found out they have an awesome animal rescue and a lot of the cats needed a home. I had surgery here in Hong Kong and was missing my folks in Texas on top of everthing else. The called me said they had a perfect three year old cat whose owner lost their visa. I brought Molokko home in a cat carrier with a luggage rack (they do not allow cars in Lamma) after a bumpy undignifed ride he settled in to be my best hong kong buddy.
Molokko is a small male cat with a delicate frame. A short slightly busted tail. All very Chinese traits in cats here. Yet, he has a western sized head and nose. Which makes Molokko the best ambassador to Hong Kong because he is a blend of east and west like everything else here.He chats about it frequently to my mother's cat Princess Fifine Feria Gradney internationally in Texas.If you ask him he will tell you he is the best thing to come from Lamma since Hollywood star Chow Yun-Fat.
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I am Hong Kong!
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Does your cat knead?
Why I live with the folks.:
I was living at the LAWC (Lamma Animal Welfare Control) or CLAW as the hip dyslexic people call it and this crazy woman with a fever came in. She was excited someone had called her about getting a kitty. She bought a luggage rack to pick him up. I wondered who was she picking up. I was sharing a cage with a kitten who was full of energy even though he was getting over an eye infection. He was climbing the walls. They set a cat carrier down and I was so tired of that kitten that I walked in. Kittens are bad conversationalist they only want to show off how they just learned how to climb last week. They drive you crazy. Then those people strapped the cat carrier to a luggage rack. Is that the way you treat a guy who just wants to talk to people? Well,that lady pulled luggage rack on to the main street of our island. Past our pizza place, the Dai Pai Dong (noodle shop), past the fish and chip shop, Mr. Hing's Hardware store and everything. Seeing as I am hometown boy and here the local cats are mostly guard cats and maintence cats(stray/feral). I started to yowl I had to tell them I was being kidnapped and was being pulled slowly up the bumpy road to Tai Peng village. Through the bars of the cage I could see all the local cat population watching me. As they stood on the porches and landings of the shops and apartment buildings they belonged. They paused in middle of doing such activities as playing with bull frogs, and catching crickets, conversating in courtyards, and hanging out in the rubbish tip. While I was still being pulled. It took forever to go up the hill too, because the expat lady was sick. She had just gotten out of the hospital and was doing more stuff than she was supposed to so it took her a long time. By the time we got home and it being the first day of summer all we could do after she unlocked the latch on the cat carrier was pant in the air conditioning. That is I when noticed the orange couch and wall and thought well at least the decor is nice here.
I was told by my cat pen pal Princess Fifine Feria Kitty that she is doing poorly in Texas with a bladder infection if you all could pray for her. I need her witty conversations at the end of the lady's phone calls with her mom.
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|July 24th 2005
||More than 10 years!
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December 5th 2013 8:37 am
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Ms. Kitty is currently in hospital for an infection. She was responding to treatment last night. As we hope and pray she turns a corner to get better, our family is now faced with the horrible reality of vet bills. We are not a rich family but we love each other and we are trying to raise funds so Ms. Kitty gets the best care to get over her illness. Please donate to her care. We feel selfish for asking for donations but Leela is a special soul. She provides love and companionship to me when I face the darkest days. If I can raise the funds to help her, I will without question.
July 2nd 2009 7:28 pm
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I scared my people by throwing up the day before they came back from holiday. And making my cat sitter take me to the vet. The people then took me to the vet. They showed me a lot of attention and fed me lots of food treats. they sang to me and brushed me and begged me to eat and stop being so lethargic. I then started to show that maybe. I had been just sulking and being a brat after all. But, they did not care as they love me so.
April 21st 2008 8:05 am
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The Josh has been gone for over a week. He is in the mainland working. Today, instead of the chopped steak I had been getting for tea. I had to make due with a pork chop. I was grouchy about that. But, I guess I have to eat what is given to me. I also had a can of Park n Shop brand canned food, some Deli-cat crunchy food and vitamins. I have finished my medication. I have had some accidents since we have had the Feliway. I have marked the couch and two loads of clean laundry. I have also had two run ins with Framboise, the cat next door since my trip to the vet. The lady is sort of understanding about my very skittish behavior since Framboise seemed determined to rip my eye out of my head for sunning myself on the balcony. This is why she is trying to bribe me back to sanity with meat. I have been getting better. The lady and Framboise's owner have decided that the day time is for me and Katya to hang on the balcony. The night time is for Cannelle and Framboise. We are made to come inside at dusk. The cats next door come to our window and glare at us when there are no people at our house. As we go to their window and glare at them in the day when they are unchaperoned. I hope this is a beginning of a cold war over the balcony instead of an active one.
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