Tucker & Hawkins (F2 Chausies)

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Home:Wild Wild West, NV  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 12 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 20 lbs.

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Tucker and Hawkins (Chausie brothers)

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:

March 15th 2004


Anything simulating a bird

walking past him without acknowledging his royality

Favorite Toy:
an icecube

Favorite Nap Spot:
anywhere he picks

Favorite Food:
raw london broil ground up

destruction and demolition of homes


Chausies are exotic hybrids and no two are the same. Both Tucker and Hawkins are very different despite being brothers. No children are allowed around them unsupervised. The last time they got a 2-yr old alone, Tucker chased him till he fell, and Hawkins stole his "binky." We only knew something was wrong as I spotted Hawkins doing 60 mph through the house w/a binky in his mouth.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Tuck-Tuckery and Mr. Peanut

I've Been On Catster Since:
February 22nd 2007 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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Paka (F3

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Daddy Goes to War, So We Wage War on Mommy

September 9th 2010 3:04 pm
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Dad won't be gone long, but in the meantime, we're going to keep mommy-cat on her toes by waging war with sleep deprivation and nonstop vomiting on the bedspread. Second wave: cry like a baby and then run like hell when she comes for us.

It actually makes the days/weeks go faster!


The Rules

June 8th 2010 2:46 pm
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At 3:23 a.m. I decided that everyone had slept long enough.


A slow spring

May 26th 2010 3:58 pm
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We've overcome some bad habits, like tearing the cable TV cable out of the wall, dumping the phone into the garbage disposal, unrolling everything rolled (followed by rerolling the newly unrolled into a super giant roll), turning all the doorknobs in the middle of the night (to watch mom/dad creep around with guns drawn), and farting nonstop.

Now, we just fart sometimes. Usually when someone draws near.

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