 Age: 5 Years Sex: Female Weight: 10 lbs.
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Nicknames:
Iwee, Pretty Girl, Twitter Patter, Miss Iris, Irish, Prissy Pants
Kitty Complexion:
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Quick Bio:
Coloration:
White
Likes:
Being petted, getting tunna treats, cusions, loving on Mommy, Being praised in general, being clean, chasing Turbo, playing with Dori, chasing bugs (but not eating them! How yucky!), trying to get the birds outside, playing with my toys
Pet-Peeves:
Being dirty, funny smells, not being able to go in Mommy's room, dirty litter boxes, Turbo
Favorite Toy:
My favorite toy is one that Mommy made for me out of silk flowers, bu t I like anything that moves. Don't tell Turbo, though. He thinks playing is silly! (Note from Mommy) Iris reacts best to red or purple toys. I've never met a cat that's color picky.
Favorite Nap Spot:
My cat throne that Mommy made for me, on top of the printer, Mommy's desk
Favorite Food:
I eat Nutro Max, but I like tuna and grass better!
Skills:
Well, I am exeedingly beautiful, first off, and I can do backflips and somersaults when I'm chasing toys. My meow is like a "purrmeowmeow" instead of "meow".
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
I was lost and then these big sacry people came and caught me, they put me in a cage and then everything was noisy and bumpy. Then they took me to another place and put me in a cage where people looked at me. Some were nice, and some were mean. Then Mommy and her parents came and looked at me. They made all of these cute sounds and petted me and I liked them. Then the took me for another ride in a big bummpy thing and I was at my new house. Then they played with me. It was hard to get used to at first, but then I liked it. We moved to Hawaii, so now I'm at a different spot. Mommy says we'll move one more time, but I don't like moving.
Bio:
You may have noticed my eyes - one is blue and the other is green! I am very stingy about cleanliness. I bathe almost all the time, and I lick all of the other people and pets that live here. I sometimes even lick the surface beneath me before sitting down! I come when Mommy whistles or meows for me, which is an honor. I follow her everywhere!
Lives Remaining:
9 of 9
Forums Motto:
It it isn't clean it must not be seen.
Tonal deaf:
Iris is tonal deaf to low frequencies, which is common in white cats. We're thankful that she isn't totally deaf!
I've Been On Catster Since:
| April 2nd 2006 |
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More than 3 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
291842
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November 10th 2006 11:47 pm
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Today I was admired very much by visitors. No doubt they were in awe my glorious coat and striking eyes. I am of course, beautiful, without a doubt. No cat - nor any creature that walks this earth could match my beauty. And I do love that fact.
I spent much time today trying to figure out what the noisy intruder with the large beak is. It makes so much noise, it even imitates my unique meow! And it looks like a bird, but it's bigger than any I’ve seen before and its beak is huge . . . but no matter. Eventually I shall dispose of it. Somehow, someway.
I was so insulted today. The great large machine that makes noise and sucking sounds was released today. That thing disturbs me on a great level . . . rolling around like it owns the place, making my carpet smell funny, making all that racket . . . How dare it!
Now, do excuse me. I must dry clean the royal fur before anyone suspects that I have not done so in the past ten minutes.
Adieu,
Queen Iris Her Royal Majesty of the Kingdom of House
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