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! 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!
This here morn' I be havin' a most tryin' time. It seems that some neighbor Swabs arounds me docked ship [house] be havin' a lady cat what's not been spayed and be callin' me name! [that's in heat] I know I be a neutered right good house Purrate, but shiver me whiskers I gets hot under the collar when that thar wench cat be callin'! So I be doin' a lot ah cryin', pacin' end general kookiness around the place. The Swabbies have resorted tah lockin' me in the bildge [basement] at times. Arrrgh! I's just be wantin' tah answer her call, I tell yee!
But more than that this morn' thar be ah right bold squirrel ah feastin' on that thar seed on the dainties' [birds'] feedin' tray! I be but ah pane of glass from that thar varment, and the scallywag of a barnicle be ah shakin' his tail in me face! Ignorin' me, says I! Disrespectin' me ferocity, says I! Tis ah deep and well meant ARRRRRRrrrrrrgh! I scream out this here morn'! Tis enough tah drive ah Purrate tah drink! Bring on the rum-nip and scuttle the Friskies, me Swabbie! I be on me last straw and splittin' ah fur! Arrrrgh!!!!
I had me an amazing adventure of peril and danger, two days past! Tis right smart time fur me tah be givin' yee ah prattlin' tale of me adventure: I FELL OVERBOARD! Swabbie Mum was cleanin' the gully, and opened the backportal (back door) so as the screen door thing t'was all that stood between me and that thar untamable ocean (the back yard). It seems she neglected tah check if that thar latch t'were latched. Some time later, when she'd left that thar room, eye came along end leaned on that thar door what fur tah smell the sweet salty air, end whooops! The portal opened a bit! I leaned again and realized I could slip right off ship and be out in the ocean all by me self! And so, what Purrate t'wouldn't take that opportunity!?! So thar I be; out bobbin' around the deck end yard when I realized that I was ALL ALONE! I panic-ed! Tis no secret here that this here Purrate enjoys ah right bit ah mischief, but all in all I tis ah purrate what loves tah be under tha safety of me Crew and Swabbies. And what's more, trouble's only fun when someone knows I be doing it! I climbed ontah tha rain barrel end commenced cryin' at me comrades in purrs tah save me! Captain overboard! Captain OVERBOARD!
Midshipman Sparkman t'was the first tah hear me cry. He fluffed right huge and began running from room to room callin' fur his Captain. Swabbie Mum t'was alerted tah something a-miss by this here action, and commenced tah chasin' about wit the Sparkman. When she saw me outside, she shrieked a right proper terror shriek of "CAPTAIN! What are you doing out there!!!?!"
She ran outtah tha portal and I leapt intah her arms, cryin' most frantic like! I was lost at sea! I was overboard and no one knew!!! Ahhhh! She ran me inside, shut the screen and regular portal doors, and just sat huggin' me on the floor of the gully. Purrates be all about hugs and cuddles, so I t'was very very pleased wit this here display of affection. I purred and nose rubbed and nibbled her nose a bit just fer happiness. Oh! It t'were terrible, Swabbie Mum! Thar were monsters afoot and waves taller than me tail and no wet food! NO WET CAT FOOD!
Then as soon as we'd all recovered, I stood by the back door and commenced wit callin' tah Swabbie Mum tah take us all out on our leashes. I t'would likes tah be outside, but I wants me Swabbie thar tah defend me from the dangers of the deep. Arrrrr!