Likes: Chasing my clothes if I move them through the air like a toy.
Pet-Peeves: Rubbing her stomach.
Favorite Toy: An old, thin, beat-up T-shirt waved through the air.
Favorite Nap Spot: Meio loves to sleep in front of the gas heater.
Favorite Food: Purina CatChow Indoor formula.
Skills: Opening cabinets by putting two paws on top and walking backwards on her back legs.
Arrival Story: She was born to a yard cat in rural Mississippi at a run-d0wn engine repair place. We had gone there to do business and saw the momma and her then infant babies. We decided to give this innocent looking ball of fluff a home when she was old enough. Well, the guy who owned the shop said that she was getting under his truck and she was in danger of being run over. She was only 4 1/2 weeks old at the time, but we took her home. We bottle-fed her for a short time and she has since thrived.
Lives Remaining: 8 of 9
Forums Motto: Pet my tummy and lose your hand, human!
Yes.. I'm furmous again. I've always known that I am a queen. I am to be admired and adored... by millions! Okay.. maybe not millions - or even thousands. I am furry proud to be admired by... um... a few? MOL!! I am furry special because I got chosen fur daily diary pick! I was even at the top of the list, which means, of course, I am number one!
There were some furry nice furiends out there in catster land who sent me some furry nice gifts. From Hallie Baloo, I got a furry nice candy corn. It was furry tasty. It sort of stuck to my mouth, though, so I had to lick and lick and chomp. It was sort of like that gum stuff humans eat in that I got to enjoy it fur a long time! Yum!
From Elise and Genny the Generator I got a furry purrty pink ribbon. I wore it around all day and made sure to show it off to all of my brofurs and sisfurs. They had to be sure and realize that I was to be admired all day long and that purrty ribbon sure made them see that! On a side note, I really like the Generator's name, too. How appropriate fur a kitteh!
I felt all the love, too... from Booze, Bisque, Ozzie and Pepper. They gave me a loverly heart to show me that love, too. I felt the warmth of that all day long!
I got a furry nice note from Buddie concatulating me on being DDP. The note said I had to get extra loves and treats from Meowmy, so I'm going to go remind her now.
I love getting all those concatulations! Thank you furry much!
What is wrong with humans? There is much better stuff out there to put on your hair that what my meowmy was putting on hers. I was sitting on top of a music box thingy in the human litterbox room and meowmy was fussing with that poor-excuse-for-fur they call "hair." I happen to love that warm spot on the music box, so I'm in there quite often and I do NOT want to leave unless absolutely necessary. So I sit.. and I watch.
First Meowmy gets out of that thing they use to get wet... voluntarily. (Yet another thing I don't understand.) She used that dull claw thing and pulled it through her hair before she began the torment.
Out comes this big black thing that comes to life and starts growling and screaming and blowing fire out of its mouth. I guess it's some sort of miniature dragon. It doesn't have much of a flame coming out of its mouth... just a lot of hot wind. Torment nonetheless!
As if that weren't bad enough, next comes more animal cruelty. This annoying little thing starts hissing and spitting all over meowmy. That is some really toxic spit, too, because it made the air smell really bad.
I did my best to show my displeasure by wrinkling my nose and closing my eyes except for a little crack to make sure I wasn't going to be attacked next. It must be pretty sticky, too since it made Meowmy's fur lay down.
If she is doing all this to make herself look better, she needs to just take a hint from the feline world and lick. Yes.. she needs to lick herself from head to toe. I've tried to show her how it's done by licking her leg as soon as she gets out of the wet thing, but she just doesn't get it.
I love to sleep in boxes, and Meowmy is kind enough to leave boxes around for us to sleep in. She has to replace them from time to time, because Spaz likes to bite chunks out of them. He doesn't eat them, he just leaves a pile of board dust in the bottom of the box. I guess it makes it softer for him to sleep in or something.
Anyway, I have one box in particular that I really like. It's up on a high spot and you have to jump up into it, so none of the other furs can see me. I was in there snoozing when suddenly, pounce! You see, my brofur couldn't see into the box when he jumped in. He wanted to sleep in it and didn't realize it was already in it. I guess I need a sign that says "no occupancy." Or maybe, "no pawcupancy."