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Home:Sky Valley, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 20 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 15 lbs.

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Erly, Erlindy, Big McLargeHuge, Mr Gushy

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-pound cat

February 1st 1997

Brown Tabby

Food, eating, consuming. Luring Mommy to his food dish every morning. Sleeping in exotic positions. Bathtubs. Playing peekaboo. Oh yes, and food.

Anything that makes noise outside the apartment, cockroaches, the dog

Favorite Toy:
Cockroaches (a rare treat), string, flies, pom poms, Krinkle Toys

Favorite Nap Spot:
On his (the guest) bed, his kitty furniture, in bathtubs, in front of the door if I'm getting ready to leave, on Mommy's shoes

Favorite Food:
Solid Gold if it isn't full of crumbs (how rude! CRUMBS!), raw turkey, any kitty treat

He lures. You bend down to pet him and he runs a few feet away. Then when you catch up to pet him again he runs again... this continus til he's got you where he wants you, which is usually his food dish or his (the guest) bed.


Arrival Story:
My boyfriend wanted a cat of his own; we already had two girl cats named Jezzabelle and Grizzabelle. We went to a shelter looking for stripey cats, as he had a fascination with stripeys. Somebody had recently dropped Erland off because they developed allergies (the nerve), and my boyfriend was terribly amused that Erl was friendly to us but growling at everything else. Erly was always Daddy's cat and he knew it, but after daddy and I broke up, I got custody of the kids. Erland is now a devoted Momma's boy, even though he loves his new daddy very much. He came with me when I moved from Maine to California, and he had lost weight because he had to fly out three weeks after Mommy left. Totally traumatized by mommy going without him.

When I got him, Erl was a 22 pounder. We've managed to reduce his weight, thank heavens! Erland is gay. If there are boys in the house, he is too busy flirting with them to pay attention to his mommy. He's obsessed with shoes. He also thinks he's a dog. He plays fetch, sits up and begs, speaks on request (occasionally) and growls at noises outside the apartment. He is the healthiest cat I have ever met; he's almost 9 and acts like a kitten most of the time. Erland has nooo idea that Mommy is not a cat. This can be proven because he is always trying to stick his furs to me.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

Forums Motto:
Big McLargeHuge

I've Been On Catster Since:
July 31st 2005 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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In Which Erland Vocalizes In Type

Mom's First Cockroach

August 12th 2005 7:30 pm
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So, Mommy moved here to California with us from Maine, where the Don't Have Cockroaches.
One day when DAddy was at work and Mom was home, a cockroach scurried out from near the computer! Mom was soo startled and had never seen one before, so she was freaked out. I've heard that literally the way they are colored/scented/in general composed is designed to be freaky to humans. Anyway, she got a shoe and a broom and chased it around the room (she even threw the shoe! Scared our cockatiel sister Hemlock half to death!) and then lost it behind a bookshelf.
So she went into the kitchen to get something to eat, and I jumped up on the kitchen table and merowled at the ceiling fan to let her know that there was a roach in there waiting to GET her!
She looked up but couldn't see it... I think she knew she was going to get jumped though.
Lo, and behold!
As she was moving further into the kitchen, the cockroach jumped onto her head, skittered down the back of her neck, and leapt to the table. Oooo my goodness you should have HEARD the SCREAM mommy made!!!! It was terrific!
I was very mad at the cockroach for scaring my mommy (I am quite certain I am mommy's familiar and it's my JOB to protect her!), so I chased it off the table and cornered it in the corner of the kitchen. Mom, recovering from the traumatic experience of having a cockroach crawl down the back of her neck, arrived with her weapon The Shoe and SQUOZED IT DEAD.
This is why I hunt all cockroaches and present them in special places for mommy to see-- so she knows I am doing my job in keeping her safe from the Evil Cockroach Menace!

I am such a good dog.
Er, I mean... cat. Riiiight... cat.



August 11th 2005 3:30 pm
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Sooo Mommy and Daddy and I were lying on my bed watching Pet Star, and a pack of sparrows were taking turns over at the feeder outside.
One of them came over and sat on the fence right near the window! Can you believe the nerve of this thing?! So of course, I had to sit there barking at it. That's when I meow, but it really sounds more like a soft bark. That's because I am a dog, after all. S'pose I should really be on Dogster, but Mom said something about that being reserved for "different breeds" of dogs than me...


Diary Pick of Day....

August 8th 2005 7:24 am
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OOoooo my goodness! Ooooo my goodness! What does this mean? does this mean someone is actually *reading* my diary?!?!?! Mommy didn't say anything about that when she said I could have my own! That little liarmouth!!! *glare*

Ooo I'll get her for this! I'll... I'll... go lie on my doublewide and pretend she doesn't exist til she comes into the kitchen looking for food. At which point, I'll mew at her sadly and pathetically and it will BREAK HER HEART MUWHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Yes, I am the Master of Evil.

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