Nicknames: The Goddess, The Queen, Tiger, Myteczilla, Catzilla, My Little Tec Tec, Teclet
Birthday: August 2nd 1997
Likes: Getting pampered, when the humans know who the real master is, chasing the other cat around, watching squirrels from the window, sharping her claws on stuff, using the humans as a place to nap.
Pet-Peeves: If the humans move when she's comfortable, when she doesn't get things exactly her way all the time.
Favorite Toy: Probably the humans of the house. ;3
Favorite Nap Spot: On top of the stove when it's nice and hot or on top of the nearest human.
Favorite Food: Chicken, cheese, mousers treats, her cat food and our food.
Skills: she can get into anything.
Arrival Story: My grandmother's cat had kittens all the time, and they allowed me to keep one that we were certain was a male. It turned out that 'he' got pregnant and had kittens when 'he' grew up. This cat, Furball, is Mytec's mother, daughter of my grandmother's own cat, Teenee. They would take the kittens to a farm/horse ranch when they were a certain age (I know now that it wasn't the right thing, I was only a child at the time and had no say in the matter. Teenee was fixed a few years after, though.), however I had gotten attached to Mytec. My dad took me over to the farms that day and she was the only kitten to come forward out of hiding.
Bio: Mytec can act wild and almost feral sometimes, extremely active and sometimes gets into trouble. Perhaps this comes from staying outside so much as a young kitten, either way she's shown a very dominant persona, crowning herself as the queen of the house to everyone...humans and animals. She can be really sweet and affectionate too, when and if she feels like it anyways.
The human showed me this site this morning, it was weird seeing myself on the screen. After that I went into the kitchen, the humans left the pan with chocolate crumbles on the stove. Heh, stupid humans. I dunno why they don't let me have chocolate, they came in glaring when they heard me getting into it again. Chased Milo over the gate really early this morning, he's sitting there groaning now. I may hafta' chase him again. I guess I'll update this more later on today when I have more to type...um, well...when I have more to force the human slave to type that is...oopss...did I say slave outloud? heheh.