Likes: Purring and making biscuits out of his humans' hair while they sleep, getting his armpits scratched
Pet-Peeves: not being fed on time, being ignored
Favorite Toy: milk cap rings, stolen twist ties
Favorite Nap Spot: under the captain's chair, with a rung as a pillow
Favorite Food: tuna can water, butter, rose petals, and any wet cat food.
Skills: looting and pillaging, climbing onto high places, bathing only his white fur, greeting people with a nose rub to the face [aka kisses], screaming the word "Maw"
Arrival Story: Captain Morgan's Mother (the Admiral Fluffy) was thrown overboard by her owners for having kittens aboard. A kind neighbor took her and her newborns in and called the House of Mews (no-kill feline shelter). Their ship was then docked at our house for fostering. The Captain claimed his domain and refused to leave. All of his family found homes within a week of returning to the House of Mews. Arrrgggh!
Bio: He governs Jamaica via satellite. He spends most of the day maintaining the discipline of crew-- Moose, Sparkman, and the Swabbies (humans). He is a born leader with an imposing presence and loud voice.
Avast me hearties! Tis that most joyous day of me birth! So it be wit me full hearted happiness that I be wishing each and eve-furry one of my comrades in purrs, a joyous wonderful purratey holiday! Me Swabbie Mum be reporting that I appears to be 9 this day, like the cat-o-nine-tails! (Last year I 'twas 8 like pieces of 8, and befur that I 'twas 7 like the 7 seas!) Tis a happy thing to be celebrating the day of me birth! Yo ho and a barrel ah purrs! May the day of me birth be full of furs! Arrrrrgh!
It has been ah cold long hard winter up here in the distan' cline ah Minnesota. I's tried again and again tah cheer me Swabbie, despite the news of this here ship bein' scheduled fur scuttlin' next month. Must be a right large amount ah barnacles on the hull and rats below deck fur this here grandest of grands tah be scrapped! I be remindin' me Swabbie of all the good times we've had, sailin' the Catster sea. So in hopes that it bring a cheer tah her heart, I be rearrangin' me old photos, tah bring some warm memories closer tah her eyes. May they bring cheer tah yer day as well, kind friends.
I've been spendin' me days ah nappin' in the sun and beggin' fur greenies. It seems that as this here Purrate's taken on the years, I be feelin' more and more that Purrates be all about the cuddles and naps wit a favorite Swabbie. Me pillagin' and plunderin' still happen now and then, but give me a warm blanket and slumberin' human tah nestle against... And there I'll be in full sail of purrs and full need ah tummy rubs, ah twinklin' me toes and "eh-ing" for attention!
Tis me hat that I tip tah all me friends. Has been a grand adventure on these here high seas. And though we none be goin' tah the locker, it do feel a might bittersweet even tah long on of late. Me love and purrs tah each of yee.
Yo ho & a bottle of purrs. Me hearties, yee all be worth mere than yer weight in furs!
Arrrgh! Fair thee well, dear Purrates.
Avast! Tis that most grand ah days what when Purrates Prattle and Swabbies attempts tah Talk Like a Pirate! Me full hearted thanks be tah warm Purrate chatter I be readin' and the Jolly Rogers what be gracin' me page. Yee be all the fine sorts ah Scallywags en wenches, I ever did see! Me hat's off tha each and everyone of yee fer the fine skills ah pirate lingo that yee be exercisin' on this here day!
Yo ho and ah barrel purrs! Me thinks tis ah day what's worth ets weight in furs. So tip yer hats and patch yer eye, skuttle the friskies and hoist the colors high! And have a most joyous and glorious "Talk Like a Pirate Day," me hearties! Arrrrr!