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Age: 9 Years Sex: Male Weight: 13 lbs.
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Leave a treat for Squeaky McGee
Nicknames:
The Tuxedo Terror, Monsieur McGee, The Lover
Kitty Complexion:
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Quick Bio:
Birthday:
July 12th 2002
Coloration:
Gray and White
Likes:
Squeaky prefers to participate in highly intellectual and sportsmanlike activities such as chasing the bamboo stick, daily surveyance and urine deposition within his territories, hedgesitting and gratuitous nighttime affection.
Pet-Peeves:
Human touch when he's not in the mood, taking pills, Nadia's swatting, General's unresponsiveness, other cats who won't play with him.
Favorite Toy:
The pink crochet knit mouse - it MUST be the pink one.
Favorite Nap Spot:
In the corner of the loft bed.
Favorite Food:
Any natural, holistic or raw wet food, Wellness brand dry food, Greenies treats.
Skills:
He can launch 7 feet vertically into the air, climb a wall in chase of a thrown mouse toy, fetch toys in the deep crevices of an apartment with the precision of an engineer.
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story:
Squeaky was brought to me by the neighbor kids. They found him wondering the neighborhood as a kitten and named him "Santro." I immediately sensed his specialness and intelligence and decided to give him a home.
Bio:
Squeaky is a movie director and actor. He shot a film which can be viewed on his website: www.kat-cam.com. He is in the process of shooting many more movies and wants to keep his modeling career afloat as well.
Forums Motto:
Hedgesitter by Day, Lover by Night
The Groups I'm In:
The Tuxedo Gang
I've Been On Catster Since:
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More than 5 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
297149
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April 20th 2006 11:03 pm
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People have asked, "why the fomality? why the tux?" Even in hot weather, I refuse to remove my fuzzy tuxedo and white go-go boots. I have fashion standards. I have to set an example of infinite cuteness for my 4 cat siblings. Sean throws the homegrown catnip on the sidewalk and I eat it straight - no rolling and lolling about like my sibs. No way - I get it straight into my system, I know what's good for me. Today I saw Lola, the neighbor cat. She's always good for a quick romp around the hedge-driveway. My mom Julie is scehming up a new camera setup that I can wear, so I anticipate I'll be acting and directing in a few more movies. Check my website (www.kat-cam.com) for updates. As for tonight, I'm looking forward to lunging into the loft like a gazelle when my humans go to bed. We usually have a good 20-minute "session" together of happy paws before I curl up and hit and hay.
April 14th 2006 9:10 pm
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It rained all day today. That didn't keep me from going outside and doing my business. But for most of the day, I stayed stuck to my favorite IKEA rocking chair, paw tucked, fuzzy rounded rump curled. I noticed that my coat gets fuzzier in the winter. Julie likes to put her whole face in my fuzzy fur and "snuzzle" me. I'm not sure why she does this, but I guess it makes her feel good. She brought over her other cat, The Mayor, last night and let me tell you, is he ever an AMATEUR! Cried all night like a baby, a little spoiled only child. I just ignore him and get my purrin' on in the loft, despite his pathetic mewwing. I guess he's used to being the alpha male over at her house. He'll learn.
April 11th 2006 12:16 pm
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Today I began by going out the living room window and marking my human guardian's yard with amples squirts of pee. There, one chore done! Then I made my way to the hedge in the parking lot where I like to stake out birds in the trees. Patiently, I waited there for 3 hours. Alas, no kills today. That tired me out, so I retreated back inside the apartment for some maximum relaxation on the IKEA rocking chair.
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