Caesar


Domestic Shorthair
Picture of Caesar, a male Domestic Shorthair

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Home:Worcester, MA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 15 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 11 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Seez, Sneezer, Littlelest little

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

Birthday:
April 1st 1999

Coloration:
Black

Likes:
Catnip, Q-tips from the trash, thumbtacks, being the only cat (which I'm not anymore),

Pet-Peeves:
The dog

Favorite Toy:
Anything filled with catnip or faux fur

Favorite Nap Spot:
Chair downstairs

Favorite Food:
Tuna juice, cat grass, melons

Skills:
I know exactly when Humans come to my house ... and if only the White Devil (the dog) would move out of the way, I'd be happy to greet these guests.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
I came to live with my mom and dad when my mom graduated from college and lived in her first apartment. My dad was away on duty with the Marines, so I was a surprise when he got home. I have to admit, I was a terror as a kitten. A beast. But now in my ripe age, I've relaxed ... though the dog still makes me really nervous. When he's sleeping, though, I sneak up and pounce on mommy at 2 a.m., wanting to be petted.

Bio:
I like to talk ... a lot. I love being petted, but don't pet me for too long... then I start to think you're playing and I'll bite or scratch. It's only out of love, though.

Lives Remaining:
2 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
November 11th 2006 More than 8 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
420664


Meet my family
CharleyJones (1984 -
2001)
Gus

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I am too good for this life


Why won't that white furry thing leave me alone?

November 19th 2006 7:53 pm
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It's been nearly 2 1/2 years since that white furry thing came to live with us [human's note: that is, Charley, the Westie that now lives with us]. At first I thought that he was just a house guest. But that house guest has over stayed his welcome, if you ask me. But Mommy and Daddy love him. I don't know why. All he wants to do is sniff me and chase me. So, I've been hanging out in the basement where it's safe (the fool thing doesn't seem to know how to use the stairs).

However, I'm tired of being left alone in the cellar, especially since Gus has decided that he doesn't care if the white furry thing sniffs his butt and follows him around as if he is covered in ground beef. Gus is now upstairs most of the time. I don't understand how he does it. Maybe because he lived among other animals before when he lived in the shelter. Not me. If it were up to me, I'd be the only cat. That's what I've been trying to tell Mommy at 3:30 a.m. I don't understand why she doesn't wake up so easily when I lick her ear. So last night I licked her nose (didn't taste too bad). She woke up and pet me then. I usually get in about 15 minutes of good petting until I hear the of the white furry thing's bed (which is on Dad's side of the bed) and I dash off to the cellar. I know it would make Mom and Dad much happier if I were upstairs full time, but I've been telling them to be patient. I'll come up when I'm good and ready. And when the white furry thing realizes I'm not a toy.

Good night, my friends, Romans and Countryfolk...
-Caesar

 
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