Likes: Playing with my tinsel wand, stroller rides, the color pink, running for "Mr Catster"
Pet-Peeves: When Mr Tasty Face will only play the tinsel wand game 7 hours a day with me.
Favorite Toy: Tinsel Wand
Favorite Nap Spot: One of the four heeted Cat Cups; on top of the cat heeter
Favorite Food: Fancy Feast Sliced Turkey in Gravy
Skills: putting my ankle behind my nek and likking my goodie sak. blogging. Kissing Mr Tasty Face's tasty face. Pozing for pikchurs.
Arrival Story: Skeezix, you didn't know it, but you had a huge void to fill when you entered our lives. In December 2004, our beloved Balinese, Junior, passed away unexpectedly. We were unprepared and utterly devasted. Junior was Jeff's cat --- heart and soul --- and Jeff was inconsolable. He sat on the back deck in the cold dark night rocking back and forth, holding Junior's cold, shrouded body, sobbing and shuddering with grief. I had to deal not only with my grief, but with Jeff's, to try to get him -- and us -- through it. Junior was the first cat who was Jeff's alone, and this man who was not a "cat person" when I met him was far more devastated with grief than he had been over the loss of any human. To this day, if I mention Junior's name or Jeff sees a photo of him, Jeff will tear up spontaneously. It was months before he stopped crying himself to sleep.
In those dark days just before Christmas, our despair was palpable. Both Mao and Rocky were also deeply affected by Junior's death. Rocky refused to come in the house, and Mao was at loose ends. Jeff was in tears every single night at bedtime, and often throughout the day. I couldn't face Christmas without Junior, and I knew from personal experience that, although Junior could not be replaced, that a new kitten would divert our focus from mourning 24 hours a day and help us heal.
We had to get a kitten because Mao is an unapologetic alpha cat who would never let another adult cat in the house. He and Rocky do not socialize or interact, but since Rocky has seniority, Mao begrudgingly leaves him alone. (This changed when they teamed up to invent Mao & Rocky's Vishus Deer Repelunt.) Finding a kitten in the dead of winter is a challenge. I kept my plans a secret from Jeff because I knew he'd say no if I asked him. I frantically searched the entire Bay Area, starting at Siamese Rescue and every shelter, then every classified ad, Mao's breeder, and anyone else I could think of. I searched the Sacramento area, and expanded my search to include everywhere I could drive to and from within a single day. I googled and googled and googled. No luck. more >>
Bio: I have a blog, Skeezix's Scratching Post, wich is the storey of my life. I am a hairless runt hoo supposedly is a purebred (I have papers), but it appeers that maybe my muther was a ho becuz I don't look anything like a purebred. Becuz I am neerly hairless, I usually ware shirts. Pink is my faverit color. My big bruther Mao sez I look like a panty-waist sissy. My big bruther Mao is kinda bossy, but he teeches me important stuff like how to be a picky eeter. I make frends everyware I go, like the peeple at Bulevard Pet Hospital, ware I have praktickly financed a new wing becuz I have a kronic case of the squirts, and the Food Lady and Mr Tasty Face have tride every remedy known to man (or at leest, evry one known to the vet man that I visit). I am an indoor cat hoo gits to go outside if I'm waring a harniss, wich is like a noose arownd my skinny nek. I have lots and lots of innernet frends, like Shabby and Rosie & Cheeto (Rosie's HOT!) and Kismet.
Whut an ixsiting day! I'm hedding off to the wine country in a limo with my friend Guido the Italian Kitty. Woo Hoo!!!! We're the gests of Wilson J Scooter, hoo is putting me up in a speshul sweet, and then evrybuddy's gonna watch the new prezident git sworn in tomorrow. The wether is PURRFEKT, so I'm reely looking forwerd to it! AND, I get to spend sum time with Guido the Italian Kitty!
My best frend Snuzzy tagged me! I have to tell 7 things about myself and then tag seven more cool cats. So heer goes:
1. I rite a blog for Catster called The Cat's Meow. It is the ferst job I ever had ware I git pade.
2. I like to lik Mr Tasty Face's tasty face.
3. I have a kronik problim with ::wispers:: the sqwerts.
4. My faverite food in the werld is Fansy Feest sliced turkey in gravy.
5. I like to do handstands in the Food Lady's krotch win she sits like an Indian in bed tiping on her wite laptop.
6. I've never told anybuddy this, but I am vary jellus of my speshul frend Daisy's fabulous wardrobe AND her very own klozit that is purrfektly organized. Her kyoot clothes are NOT dumped in a heep in a wikker baskit like mine are. (Daisy's blog is daisythecurlycat.blogspot.com)
7. I hate hats (even kyoot ones) cuz they moosh down my ears.
If yoo didn't alreddy know, I got a job with Catster as thare blogger. Me and my Food Lady are riting The Cat's Meow Blog.
This blog helped me realize sevrul of my life goles (wich Jeter Harris, my Life Coach, helped me set). One was to meet da grate Ted Rheingold, Catster's Top Cat. The secund was to git a paying job so that I cood save up enuf munneys to take my speshul frend Daisy to the prom.
I'm always looking for storey ideas and Catsters to interview, so shoot me a pawmale if yoo have any ideas!