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"I was trying to nap here! Stop flashing that light in my eyes, would you? (Can't a cat get any rest around here??)"
"With this handsome tuxedo, I must keep my appearance clean and attractive. That takes lots of tongue-time with all my fur! But the results are worth it, don't you think?"
"A swashbucklin' pirate is I!!!!"
"Trying to sneak up behind me! I heard you! What do you think I am, some run of the mill cat?"
"Did I hear someone say 'dinner'? I'll have mine out on the porch, please. Lots of sauce with that, if you don't mind. And just a few seconds in the microwave. I prefer my food warm."
"My newest brother, Shamrock, complements my black & white coat beautifully, doesn't he?"
Coloration: Black and White
Likes: Having his beautiful fur coat brushed! He will even climb up on the cabinet where his brush is kept and try to work his paw into the drawer to drag out the brush. Catfish will sit forever as long as he's being groomed whether by me or his brothers.
Pet-Peeves: When his mama won't let him sleep out at night. When his nap is interrupted, Catfish looks very irritated. That is, unless the interruption is for cat food!
Favorite Toy: Catfish is too dignified for toys. He enjoys playing with our other cats, though.
Favorite Nap Spot: On our laps! He loves to climb on us when we're watching TV and fall asleep.
Favorite Food: Cat treats, mostly chicken flavored Pounce. He's not big on 'people food'.
Skills: Catfish is our protector. He has been known to get between me and a strange dog, growling in warning. He keeps an eye on our property, always knowing if someone's around who doesn't 'belong'.
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: Catfish just turned up in our backyard. He'd been living in the woods behind the house. There were signs around the neighborhood about a family missing a black and white cat. We were so excited that we'd found their cat! We called, and they rushed over - only to discover it wasn't their cat.
We gradually coaxed him out, but once he learned to trust us, he became our Protector, a job he takes extremely seriously. Catfish keeps an eye out on all his domain, taking offense to any other animal who strays onto his turf. He's a fighter, averaging a trip to the vet every couple of months. He never complains, though, as the vet treats his wounds. Guess he figures it's just part of his responsibility as our Protector. To his humans, our friends, and his brothers & sister, he's a very loving, affectionate cat.
Bio: Catfish's name comes from his broad face and long, long whiskers. He has beautiful, thick fur and just loves to be brushed. He's a tuxedo coloration but he's certainly not a formal kitty! Catfish is a real outdoorsman. No formal attire for him!
Lives Remaining: 7 of 9
Forums Motto: Protector of the Kingdom
The Groups I'm In: "Cats Raised In The South", ***CAT CHAT***, ♥The Dancing Cat , ♥ Love that Pet ♥, Black White Gray, Catservatives, DOGS AND CATS FOR McCAIN!, I HELPED JASPER AND JILLIAN GET TO THEIR FURR-EVER HOME 21-22/7/07, Long Haired Friends Unite, Multiple Cat households!!!, Pen Paws, The Catster and Dogster Railroad, The Tuxedo Gang
The Last Forum I Posted In: The Catster Kitty Alphabet Game
Dog's Point of View: "Humans feed us, protect us, pat us, and give us shelter.
They must be gods..."
Cat's Point of View: "Humans feed us, protect us, pat us, and give us shelter. We must be gods..."
I love my Meowmy and Daddy. It wasn't too difficult to train them, and they're fairly intelligent most of the time. They can't see in the dark, and I've never seen them climb a tree, but they must hunt fairly well 'cause we've never gone hungry. So I can't complain.
Our only area of disagreement is over where I should spend the night.
I am an outdoors cat. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy visiting indoors. Inside, I don't have to worry about defending the kingdom. I figure protecting the indoors is a Daddy-and-Meowmy thing. Indoors, I get cat treats and wet cat food, and when I'm inside, I can visit with my indoors-only brofurs and sisfurs.
But I do not want to live indoors all the time. Repeat - I'm an outdoors cat. Always have been and always will be. Live indoors 24/7? Ain't happening.
But Meowmy has this theory that I should sleep inside at night. Seems the vet - that nasty human who sticks needles in me and inserts a glass thingy up my rear end - told her - and I quote - "Nothing good ever happens to an outdoors cat after dark."
So she started bringing me in about dusk and - can you believe this??? - NOT LETTING ME BACK OUTSIDE!!!!
The first couple of times, I figured she'd forgotten. She is only human, after all. Then I realized this was intentional. Meowmy honestly believes I should stay inside all night long!
Doesn't she get it? Nighttime requires patrolling the kingdom. Who knows what kind of trespassers might venture into the yard should I not be there to chase them out? And the hunting! You can't beat 2:00 AM for finding a nice juicy mouse in the woods.
What is she thinking?
So we began our game.
Meowmy comes out with a delicious-smelling bowl of wet cat food. Now I'm a fine hunter and never lack for fresh meat, but there's something about that canned cat food - especially the fish flavors! Mmmmmmm...
She fooled me the first night or two.
I came to eat and she scooped me up, brought me inside the house, deposited me with my brofurs and sisfurs who were already eating, and I didn't breathe outdoors air again until morning.
I don't make that same mistake now.
Meowmy comes out with the food. I sniff the air then turn around with a wave of my beautiful tail. You're not fooling me, Meowmy!
She follows me of course. Occasionally, I turn around and let her come closer. Just before she's close enough to grab me, I meander off, careful to stay a few steps ahead.
Meowmy calls me and cajoles me, but I never surrender. Feed me outdoors, then I'll sleep outdoors. That's the new deal.
My meowmy calls me a very responsible cat. I suppose that I am. I selected this home after deciding I needed a new place to live. I liked the hillside out back, the creek, and best of all, the humans here seemed good. So I moved in. Meowmy and Daddy think they found me in the woods in the back yard, but they don't know the truth. I found them!
Ever since that day, I've been the protector of this place. It's a very responsible position, especially for a cat.
Every day when Meowmy lets me back outside after a safe, secure sleep indoors, I patrol the perimeter. You never know who might have crossed our territory during the night. I've sniffed out other cats, dogs, and far more exotic creatures - deer, possums, raccoons, and even the dreaded coyotes. (I hate coyotes!)
By morning, though, the intruders are usually gone. Good thing, too, 'cause I never back down from a fight.
If I do find an intruder brave enough to remain in our yard after daybreak, I run them off. I have lots and lots of fur, and when it all stands on end, I look much larger than I actually am. If they don't run, I'm ready to rumble. Meowmy's had to take me to the vet's office many, many times to treat my injuries. But I'm still here, and those pesky intruders are gone!
We have that dog. Holly, I think her name is. I usually choose to ignore her. After all, she's just a dog. I've heard that dogs are supposed to be 'watchdogs' or 'guard dogs'. I can't imagine Holly guarding anything! She trusts everybody and wags that little stump of a tail at whomever happens by.
I'm not so trusting, believe me! Somebody has to watch out for this place. After all, there are the house cats to consider.
That would be Bo, Seven, Shamrock, and Sheba. They are not allowed outside. They like to play with little furry fake mousies and chase bell-balls around. They have a screen porch where they can watch the outdoors, but they can't actually join me out there. Sweet kitties, but not much use in guarding our home.
So it all falls to me to keep our little kingdom safe and sound.
I love summertime! I selected my forever family because of their wonderful backyard. It's so interesting any time but especially in the summer.
We live on Oak Mountain. Meowmy says it's not a very tall mountain - not like those in north Georgia - but around here, it's the highest place. My house is down low in a kind of valley and a nice hillside rises up behind our house. There's a creek and lots of woods for me to explore.
Creeks are fun. Fresh water anytime I get thirsty, and with my long fur, that happens a lot in the summer. I have learned to be careful, though. Once, I slipped and fell in the creek! It's not very big and I scampered right out, but I was very embarassed. I groomed my beautiful fur for hours after that.
The woods have lots of critters for me to stalk. Sometimes I bring in little 'goodies' for Meowmy and Daddy. I even brought Meowmy a snake one time - fresh and still wiggling. I thought it was a purrrrfect gift, but Meowmy didn't seem very happy. She yelled very loudly and had Daddy take it outside. I tried to hunt it again and bring it back to her, but it had slithered away.
Humans are so strange sometimes.
Meowmy's flowers bring in lots of butterflies and hummingbirds. I love to watch them fly, but I usually don't hunt those. Hunting butterflies is so beneath me. And those hummers! How do they fly so fast?? I could catch one, I'm sure, but they're so tiny. Not much meat on those bones. Hardly worth the effort. But they are fun to watch.
Yaaawwwn...it's been a busy day out in my backyard. I'm inside for the night now, and I think it's time for a cat nap. I'm sure tomorrow will be another busy day in my backyard!
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