Nicknames: Squirtles, Imp, Little Imp, The Impster, Little Sh*tmonkey
Coloration: Gray and White
Likes: I've graduated from being a little nuisance to the other kitties... to being an imp that forces them to play... or knuckle under!
Pet-Peeves: When no one else wants to PLAY... and I don't like any other kitty in MY lookout spot on top of Mommy's computer desk! I'll fight you for it and roust you out if I can!
Favorite Toy: My very favorites are my 2 little bi-colored spongy balls! I bap them under the entertainment center, and then sneak back through my secret hole behind the T.V. to rescue it... popping out with it in my mouth to do it all over again!
Favorite Nap Spot: On top of Mommy's computer desk (on the very top of the high-up shelves)
Favorite Food: Science Diet w/d mixed with Cat Chow and various premium brands like Iams.
Skills: I'm an "Imp" to the finest degree!
Arrival Story: 11/25/2006 - Mom said they didn't need any more kitties (even though everyone knows it's all she can do not to adopt any more!). But Daddy and the boy, Jesse, were at PetCo... and Cattails Feline Rescue was there with me and some other kitties that really needed a good home.
I was beginning to think nobody wanted me, because I was the last one up for adoption. My sister was with me, but she was already spoken for. But I must be one cuuuute kitty, because Daddy and the boy weren't even there to rescue any kittens... but I caught their eye and they ended up taking me home "as a surprise for Mommy!"
And boy was she surprised!!!!!!! I thought maybe she might tell them to take me back; but no.... she took one look at me, and I was in like Flynn! Now... to adjust to my new home!!
Bio: I'm a really sweet kitty, with a great personality! But that doesn't mean I don't bug and goad all those older fussbudget kitties into playing and ramping around with me! Boy, we sure can whoop it up!! Then I get tired, and I have to take a little nap... so I can get up and do it all over again...
Naughty Habits: I used to play in the litterboxes and try to grab the scoop as mommy cleaned them. Now we have the Litter Robots... no more scoop fun for me, whaahhh. I'm devilish at hiding behind furniture and ambushing all the other kitties though, hehe!
I love my soft little bi-colored foam balls... and I have two of them (NO... not THOSE kind... I really don't have THOSE anymore... but I am still a MAN!)
But where are they today? I've rumaged around the house and looked and looked... but I can't find them. I even led a secret expedition (with Shelby as my lookout) behind the entertainment center looking for them, but with no luck. All I found were 5 little mousies, 3 milk rings, a pencil, 2 of Zephie's eggs, and a bow. But no precious little foam balls to be found! What's a kitty to do. I guess I'll have to wreak havok on all the other kitties....
Hiding behind the sofa....
Spying and waiting...
Wiggling my butt in anticipation (I hear someone coming!)
LEAP AND POUNCE... HAHA! I GOT YOU!!!
(Adendum from the other kitties: Someone PLEASE find Squirty's balls! The little Imp!)
Everybody's always picking me up!! I need to eat more and get big and strong like Zephyr or Onyx. I'm little, cute, and cuddly... and I can be a real lovey boy when I want. But lots of times I just want to get down and PLAY!!
Right when I wake up, there's mommy picking me up and lovin on me. Then after I eat, the boy picks me up and gives me MORE lovins! Then mommy again, and then the boy... Then when daddy comes home, HE picks me up and loves on me some more! So I need to eat lots and lots, and get big, big, big, and less cute, cute, cute... cause EVERYBODY'S ALWAYS PICKING ME UP!!!
I LOVE attacking and playing with whoever will play with me... especially Zephyr, Lucky, and Onyx! Sometimes Rascal and Magic will play with me too. But the girls are a bit snobby, I'm finding out. Boy do they get bent out of shape when I try to play with them! What?!!! I'm just trying to have fun!
I'm still taking antibiotics for my sneezing, and I'm usually a really good kitty taking them. I did learn how to hold them in my mouth, and then spit them out when mommy thought I had swallowed them. But that only worked once or twice... she caught on really fast. I think she must have ridden in this rodeo before, because I've given up doing that and decided I'll take them like a good little boy if I must. Mommy always gives me extra lovins and tells me what a good boy I am if I do real good; and it gets it over quicker, anyway!
Enough writing for now... I must go take a nap and get energized so I can run around like a banshee, and play/attack everyone!