Pet-Peeves: Tuna, being shut in small spaces or rooms, nail polish and the vaccuum noisy-maker
Favorite Toy: Furry mice (Mmmm, tails)
Favorite Nap Spot: Beds, especially mommy's bunk!
Favorite Food: Cheese and sausages... I once ate one whole!
Skills: Jumping from the floor to someone's shoulders (Aren't I just too cool?) and being totally annoying.
Arrival Story: I got picked up by a nice lady in a car and taken to a veterinary office with my brothers, Oscar and Bert. The vet said my *kitty* mommy probably had too many babies and couldn't take care of us so she left us alone. I was mommy's surprise early birthday gift!
Bio: Ginger and white tom, hazel-gold eyes, pink pads :
Very intelligent, curious :
Fairly active :
Not very vocal :
Squeaks instead of meows when he *talks*
Well, apparently our furry family thrives on irregularity.
Recent updates in my life? More than you know. We have another dog-- I don't mind him in the least, and I even come out of hiding now that Indy chases me so much less; it's a real pain in the tail to be rushing off every time he notices I'm about.
I lost my aunt, Tosh, this past summer as well, and that's been hard on everyone-- mum's also noticed that I'm starting to "look old". I beg to differ! I look distinguished.
On top of the puppy (who isn't as awedul as I thought) there's ANOTHER cat in the house. She's a visitor, but she comes a lot. Right now her owner is moving to her new house, so she's living with us. T_T
Alright.. when I last mewed to you Catster-folk, the puppy was a mere idea- I still had hope he was a mere figment of the human children's imaginations... and he's not. He's here- in my house... and he's scared me into living in the basement. Unfortunately, because of that, I only get news from Tosh who is (possibly mistakenly) brave enough to go upstairs.
As far as she tells me, there are also Christmas hamsters at my house... they're like mice only they aren't afraid of cats. It's terrible. At least they aren't predators; simply prey.