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Leave a treat for Whiskers James
Nicknames: "Whisky," "Whisk," "Whisky Pie", "Fluffy Butt," "Furry Child", "Turkey Cat", "Mr. Whiskers"
Kitty Complexion:
Activeness
sleepy
very active
Intelligence
silly
genius
Curiosity
not curious
very curious
Friendliness
timid
affectionate
Vocal
not vocal
very vocal
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed
Coloration: Gray
Likes: To be outside
Pet-Peeves: To be snuggled too long, to be hot or confined
Favorite Toy: A wadded-up piece of paper and feather-tail on a stick
Favorite Nap Spot: On anything my Mistress may be working on or have spread out across the floor
Favorite Food: Iams dry cat food, I also LOVE the Whiskas Temptations
Skills: He fetches! Opens cabinets! And he sleeps in a large stainless-steel bowl! (seriously)
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: By sheer blessings I became guardian of Whiskers! Actually as I pulled into my driveway one evening, May 2000, I caught a glimpse of a black something in the gutter. After I parked, I walked over to explore the situation and it was a baby kitty! This kitty still needed a mama!
After a bit of checking around, I found a neighbor who had a mama cat with kittens about the same age, so I took this baby to meet its new mama. Luckily, she adopted the little tyke.
The mama was fluffy and had a terrific liter of kittens, I fell in love, instantly, with the smallest, fluffiest one - the runt!
Needless to say, after the kittens were weaned, I adopted that fluffy, gray and white kitten. Since all there was to him was fluff and whiskers - well, the name just fit!
Now, he's certainly no runt! He's still, and will always be, my "baby kitty!"
And about the “gutter cat,” he was mean as all get out! Seriously. He “beat up” on Whiskers all the time. In fact, this cat made Whisk very submissive, so the “gutter cat” became a good mouser at one of our friend’s local farm. Oddly enough, the first time I EVER heard Whisk talk (this was about six months or so after adoption) was after the “gutter cat” found its new home. Now, he talks all the time, and I love it! :)
Lives Remaining: 9 of 9
Forums Motto: Fat♥Cat
I've Been On Catster Since:
Ms. Tigg is the most revered female (cat that is) in our house. She's been around the longest and knows the most about mistress - even though I think, at times, I know it all...
Well, lately she just hasn't been feeling herself. This past weekend, mistress was cleaning house...doing the dishes, specifically...and since she had her music cranked up, she couldn't quite hear the silent meows of Old Girl. Yes, Tiger wanted in the house, but mistress couldn't hear her needy cries. So what did I do...yes, I came to the rescue (trumpet sounds...do, do, do)! I stretched up on the door so mistress could see my furry face, and I gave her "the eyes." Yes, you know the ones...
So here comes mistress to the door. Just as she opened the door, Tiger dashed in as I turned and trotted down the back porch steps. A few minutes later...and I still don't understand...but Tiger wanted back out...so mistress let her out. Yes, you guessed it...I had to come to the rescue again. Once more, I stretched up on the door, peered through the screen, gave mistress "the eyes" and BINGO...Tiger was safe inside.
No applause necessary. That's what we gentlecats are supposed to do, help the "old kittens" back in the house! The reward was knowing Tiger was taken care of...come to think of it, that rub behind the ears and on the tummy was worth it too! ;)
Goodie, goodie! My little cousin is coming home today! She's been with my grands in New Mexico, while I've been here in Texas "holding down the fort." I hope she remembers who I am. It will be nice to have my sweet playmate back home!
It was hot today in Texas, so I decided to do what many other beloved fat cats do on a hot day...find the coolest spot for a nap!
When mistress went to work this morning, I took a little adventure in the backyard. There are many new adventures! Since grandmaster has retired, he has done a lot of yard work, so I have new places to explore! Most importantly are the tomatoes. They are just now green, but mistress just hates for any bugs or birds to eat her tomatoes, so I try to keep them at bay. Grasshoppers are my favorite...and here in Texas they are BIG HOPPERS!
The dew was so cool on my paws this morning. I had a little Cat Chow then found a cool spot under my grands' truck and napped all afternoon. It was a good hiding place...I blended in with the shadow so I was "hidden" just enough that I was lucky enough to catch lots of bugs who wandered by.
Since I'm just now beginning to feel better, I'm still not venturing very far, but hope to very soon!
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