Likes: I love eating! That is the best thing in the world, followed closely by sleeping.
Pet-Peeves: I'm waaay too laid back for pet peeves. But if you pet my tummy too much then I might pretend to bite you.
Favorite Toy: I really like those mice that my owners keep bringing home. I can't figure out why the mice don't move unless I push them around, but hey, it works for me!
Favorite Nap Spot: I love to take a nap right on top of the dog crate. See, I really am better than that dog.
Favorite Food: When my mom first got me and I was really skinny she used to sneak me potato chips while my dad wasn't looking. So now I go ape over potato chips! Only now that I'm on the raw food diet, I don't try to steal food from my parents anymore! I love raw!
Skills: My special skill is walking back and forth across my humans' laps while they use their laptops. I like to drive them nuts by not picking a spot to lay down! Also I was trained to use the toilet, but my freak cat sister couldn't handle it so we have a box.
Arrival Story: I came into the APS of Orange County a stray. I was really sick... I had a cold and diareah. I had been in there a long time, too. My mom says that she saw a picture of me online and knew immediately I was the cat for her. However when they got into the shelter she didn't recognize me cuz I was all snotty and stuff. She picked me up and I let her hold me for a really really long time. She says I let her hold me the longest of any cat in the shelter that day! When they got me, I only weighed 8.5 lbs and I was full grown. It didn't take me long to gain the weight back, though, since eating is my favorite hobby!
Bio: I share the house with my freak of a cat sister, Willow, my doggy sister Sabrina, doggy brother Ollie, and a gecko brother Thanatos. I know that I rule the house... In fact, I rule it so well that I don't even have to pay attention to it most of the time.
When the humans and that dumb dog went away for their Christmas vacation, they dropped Freaky-cat Willow and I off at the boarding place called Feline Wishes and Caviar Dreams. It was our first time at this boarding place, and I hoped it was better than the last one! The last time we were boarded, the facility didn't have a real freezer so my yummy food went rancid while I was staying there! You know how much I looooove to eat, so this was not too cool. Anyway, this Feline Wishes place was pretty nice.
We had a large room to oursleves (3x6 feet floor space and 8 feet tall) with a jungle gym in it. "A gym?" I thought when I first saw it "but I don't need to work out, I'm the purrrrrrrrfect weight!". But then I realized it was really fun to sleep on and climb on. Plus they had a little alcove so we could sit and look over the hallway at all the other kitties and passing humans. Just where cats should be, above everyone else!
The people who worked there were really nice, someone was there 24 hrs a day, and I got loads of attention because who wouldn't love to pet on me?! Eventually the humans came to pick us up, but they seemed really happy with the place, too. They said they'd found their new boarding facility, that they were really pleased with our care, and I agreed by purring loudly! I was happy to get home, and even happier to realize that they had given me three toys that I had played with in the boarding place to keep! Mrow thinks it is the best boarding facility ever!
Mrow thinks I would make a great service cat! I am much smarter than that dumb dog!
For example, every evening at 7:00 the dog is supposed to get the pink medicine case and bring it over to mom in order for us to get our dinner. I have figured this out and my clock is much MUCH better than that dumb dog's! I have to remind her starting at 6:00 that she needs to get the case, but she always waits until 7. I keep trying to meow her that she could easily bring the case earlier and we could all eat earlier, but she won't hear any of that.
So starting at six I start meowing very loudly and I go to wherever the case is being kept and I stare forlornly at it while meowing at the top of my lungs. If that doesn't work (which it never does!) I start jumping up to the case and batting at it. Then around 6:30 or so I walk over to the case and meow, then walk over to the dog and meow in her ear. The problem is I don't think she speaks cat! After about 10 minutes of this, she starts to get annoyed with my meowing and gruffly tells me to go away, but I keep at it until finally she gets the case and we all get dinner!
Another example of how I am smarter than the dog and should be the service cat is that I have figured out that the service vest means you get to go out with mom all the time. See I like to go outside, so I hatched a plan. I waited until one day mom forgot to hang the vest up and left it on the floor when they got home. Then I spent about ten minutes trying to weasel my way into the vest. I got my head in and then I meowed like crazy and ran to the door. Too bad those humans are stupid! They only laughed at me when I was trying to tell them that I could be the service cat!
Well, all those years of breaking into food from the kitchen has finally paid off! See, normally when the bipeds leave I like to try to steal food from the kitchen. Anything not securely wrapped in tupperware is fair game! I kept trying to tell my bipeds that I wasn't born to eat small hard chunks of processed food, but they just weren't listening!
One day, though, it all changed! It was dinnertime and instead of pouring those rocks that are supposed to be food into my bowl, they plunked down something so yummy and delicious that I thought I had gone to heaven! A piece of chicken! Oh, it was soooo good, I just couldn't stop purring! I ate the whole thing, no problem, then I begged for more!
I thought it was only a one time deal, but at the next meal the same thing happened! This peice had some bones in it and I happily crunched them away. So fufilling and yummy! Now THIS is what I am supposed to be eating! Ever since that day I've had nothing but raw meat in my tummy, and it's been pure heaven! I've tried chicken, game hen, mackeral and salmon. I threw up the mackeral, I think it was too oily, but everything else I wolfed down! Speaking of wolves, that stupid dog won't eat fish! So I get allll the fish in the house!
This morning when the put down my breakfast I was happy to find a salmon head! A whole one! The bipeds said something about it being ment for the dog but she woulnd't eat it so I was happy to help dispose of it! Yum yum! Mom even got some pictures of me eating it!
I am so happy about this raw food diet! So awesome! Too bad my freak of a cat sister doesn't feel the same way about it!