Nicknames: Ollie, Meowlive, Kit-ay, Puddin, Princess, Trouble, Little S***, Baby Girl, Marmalade, Marmie, Clementine, Orangie-porngie puddin' in pie, Maow-maow, Meowmie
Birthday: November 16th 2006
Coloration: Orange Tabby
Likes: Warm cozy places. Wrestling her big brother dog!
Pet-Peeves: The dog sticking his nose where it DOES NOT belong. Being left alone in another room.
Favorite Toy: Spongie balls, Ball in a track, fireplace wood pile, The springy pink ball on a scratch pad toy, Sasha's old catnip mouse.
Favorite Nap Spot: Sasha's old brown pop up cat cove. Dog's kennel. On the dog.
Favorite Food: Nutro Natural Choice Indoor Kitten DRY. *I SURVIVED THE MENU FOOD POISON in Nutro Natural Choice Pouch Chunks 'n Gravey!!! Still eat Canned Nurtro Natural Choice Wet Kitten. I enjoy SMALL amounts of licks of fruits, yogurt, and a tiny bit of cooked meat.
Skills: Finding herself in strange locations where she needs rescuing. Slipping through doors and gates unoticed. Climbing. Escaping her carrier. Fearless chasing and domination of a 52 # dog.
Arrival Story: My co-worker's cat had kittens. She was raised with many small kids, an older (4-5 months) sister kitten, and a dog.
I was hoping she would be ready to come home by Christmas eve so she could be a present for my fiancee. He didn't want another cat, but I miss Sasha so much! I did tell him on Christmas Day, and he was upset, but got over it shortly. He'll love her, just like with Sasha.
I'm told I'm JUST like my mother because she brought home a kitten without asking my dad back before I was born. She also had a husky mix too. Funny huh? !
On January 6, 2006 I drove an hour and a half to get her at my co-workers house. She would have driven her to me half way the next day, or driven her all the way probably later in the month, but I wanted her then. She was so tiny, she was able to wiggle her way out of the top of the adult cat carrier, and rode most of the way crying for her mom on my lap and shoulders. She became a present for our dog Arthur who turned a year old that day. She adjusted very well to her new home.
Bio: I was born around 7-8AM 11/16. The rest of my litter was a lot smaller than me (like 3X) and the three of them (one black, one orange, and one gray one.
Per my original human mom - the other orange with more of a normal striped tabby pattern was born 1st (Morris), then the black (Mickey Mouse), then me, then the gray one (Bugs) was born at the vet. Sadly, all of my kitty siblings all died within our 1st week.
I have unusual markings (Mom calls them racin' stripes) down my back, a butterfly pattern on my shoulders, tabby M on my head, and 2 bull's eyes on each of my sides.
I LOVE my dog, and am not afraid of him. When he gets too rough I let out a little squeal, bite him and then he backs off. I'm the boss of him! When the humans play chase the dog around the house, I help. The best is when I sneak up on him and goose him right in the bum - he always tears off through the house not knowing what hit him. Stupid dog!