Harley


Domestic Shorthair/Breed Unknown
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Home:Boulder, CO  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 18 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Harlot, Stretch, Sniffles, Harpy, Psycho Kitty, Domoari, Hardly, Gato especial, Gato loco, Kitty of Tiny Bites, Puffer Cat, Racoon kitten, Tenacious C

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-pound cat-cat rescue

Birthday:
April 22nd 2005

Coloration:
Gray Tabby

Likes:
Waking her people by attacking them in the early morning, stalking her people, riding in the car, rrripping open various food products if she can't find something better to play with, watching budgies in the tree outside her window.

Pet-Peeves:
Not being allowed in the toliet, closed doors, being fed "the can" only twice per day, being ignored.

Favorite Toy:
a piece of string, toes, brown bag, her fishing pole toy, foam balls, almost anything that rolls or gets her attention, slippery floors.

Favorite Nap Spot:
The bathroom sink, bath tub, the office closet, under the bed, next to her waterbowl.

Favorite Food:
She would probably eat anything, but she's middle of the road with Nutro dry and indoor formula canned food, likes to try everything, esp. likes strawberry yogurt.

Skills:
Greets humans at the door/bids them adeiu, uses her paws to pick things up, comforts her people, stands on her back legs

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
I lost my sweet doggie in November and realized in April that I desperately needed a companion. We went to meet two Pixie Bobs that were being given away in Fort Collins, but the gentleman/owner of the kitties didn't seem as hip to give them up as his lovely wife, so instead we visited the humane society. Harley found Curtis and said she would like to come home with us. When we read on her relinquish sheet that she came all the way here from Ohio, liked riding in cars and sleeping with a hedgehog, we decided that Harley was right, she should come live with us.

Bio:
Like almost all of the cats at the humane society, Harley had a nasty upper respiratory infection when we brought her home--sneezing kitty snot everywhere! She had to spend two nights at the animal hospital getting fluids and meds. Now she is much healthier and happier.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

The Groups I'm In:
Colorado Kitties, Hey! You Look Like Me!, Cats in sinks, Catster University, Chef Skylar's open restaurant, Curious Kitties, Terrific Tabbies, The Social Cats, ^^^^Cool

I've Been On Catster Since:
May 14th 2006 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
314369


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Usurping the Throne


Aaaaah, the long weekend is finally over...

July 6th 2006 11:04 am
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Things have been hectic around herre, at least for me. Karrren has been shopping for an exercise bike because she says she is rrrequired to sit on her butt too much for school and Currrtis seems to leave the house everry day and go to "worrrk," even Jon is out of the house more than usual because of his "JOB." Poor kid. Anyway, I've been left alone a lot. I know my people are busy, so I've tried to "lively up" their world by leaving sneaky little clues about the house-- signs that I've been having to entertain myself you know-- because I rrreally deserrve more attention than I've been getting lately! I hide things that I dig out of the kitchen cabinets: spice bottles and vitamin bottles, nuts (walnuts, brazil, pecans), cloves of garlic. I have a stash of marrrkers and pens. I love these things, being a verrry arrtistic cat, and my goal is to learrn to open them so that I can leave colorrred lines and scrribbles on floors and walls while I play with them.

Have I mentioned before that I love food? On Tuesday afternoon, Karrren and Currtis kept going into this other rrroom that they haven't let me in beforre. They would take food out this doorr and when they came back it smelled betterr. Now I have a new favorrite food-- porrk rrrib. I had thrree or fourrr tiny bites of that stuff and was it tasty!

I think I hear someone coming... I'll try to write more soon. I bid you all a-mew.

 

Friday fun

June 2nd 2006 9:07 pm
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Well, I've been quite busy this morning. I let Karen snooze until about 8:30 (she's so lazy), after waking her up at 6:00 and 6:30 and 7:00...when she finally got up she stepped on three or four Sharpie pens that I'd collected from various locations throughout the house. I didn't hide the Pounce treats that someone left on the kitchen table, and she threatened not to give me breakfast when she saw the four parallel claw marks ripping through the package. I just meowed at her and rubbed against her leg.

A couple of days ago they went and bought me something called a "PanicMouse." It is [lastic, battery operated and looks sort of like a big, fat, yellow mouse. A wand is in place of the tail, and it has a fuzzy thing with some streamers soming off of it. The thing makes weird noises and I'm not about to let this be a replacement for my woobie, nor will I let these folks get out of playing with me by giving me somekind of strange robot toy, but this morning I pretended it was the greatest thing since breakfast.

Karen did a little work out and while she was sweating and dancing I opened the kitchen cabinet and found a left over chicken carcass!! I dragged it around the kitchen and it was SO MUCH FUN, smelled good too... the next thing I knew Karen was angry at me! She took out the garbage, scooped my litterbox (which was good cause I needed to go in there) and told me that chicken carcasses were dangerous business. I watched her though the window as she threw out my great cheap toy, and then put a battery charger on her old truck. When she came inside I attacked her ankles and puffed up my tail. She went to work on the computer, but I stopped that by dragging my woobie in the office and meowing until she played with me. I can't wait for the weekend!!

 

My first month with the new family

May 21st 2006 1:59 pm
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Finally I've found some privacy, and can post a bit about my first few weeks with these people who selected me above all the other cats at humane society. My sneaky plan to get in their good graces worked like a charm! I contracted that upper repiratory infection from some of the other cats at the shelter, and my sweet silence and calm demeanor really impressed these folks. They took me to that nice Dr. Mischa, who kept me for two nights and got me healthy and eating again, and for the past two weeks, I've been letting Curtis and Karen get to know the REAL ME-OW. They're are good sports though, and haven't decided to take me back despite the way I've been terrorizing them and taking over control of the house.

For example, I've been jumping up on the countertops, knocking various things off of their perches and digging items from their storage locations-- not to mention I really love getting on the computers! I prefer the laptop. When Karen was grading papers at the end of the semester I made sure to get on top of every paper as she was reading, and sneezed on a good many of them. Ha ha!

I'd heard Curtis and Karen discussing what to feed me on the way home from the shelter. They were planning on just giving me dry kibble! But I fixed that. Since I was sick and had medicine to take, it was TOO EASY to get these folk to buy me canned food. Yesterday, they came home with an entire case of various flavors... too easy.

This whole family was sure spoiled by that old dog. They keep trying to sleep in, but I won't have that. Every morning at 5:00 a.m., I get up near their heads with a boisterous salutation, "Miiiiaaaaooooow!" They say things like, "Relax kitty," and "just be a good kitty," but I can't have that kind of insubordinance. When I get up I want food and someone to play with me. My next step is to accumulate all of my toys: my fishing pole, two spongy balls, some sharpies, a hacky sack, and some string at the foot of the bad while I talk to the lazy people.

Early this morning I thought I'd set them straight, and I ripped open my new bag of cat food! It was very fun and exciting. Well, I'm thinking about sleeping beneath the desk now, I think I'll try that out.
Signing off- Harley

 
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