Cheese Paul


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Home:Curitiba, Brazil  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 2 Years   Sex: Male

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Nicknames:
Cheezy-weezy, Weasel, Champion, Big Cheese, The Brat Prince, Cheesemildo, Mildinho, Poison

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

Quick Bio:
-cat rescue

Coloration:
Cream Tabby

Likes:
Playing, as kittens do. And bitting. A lot.

Pet-Peeves:
People picking me up while I'm playing.

Favorite Toy:
Anything. And I mean ANYthing. I specially love the leaves that fall from the ficus tree in the living room.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Mommy's wardrobe. On whatever clothes I can damage most.

Favorite Food:
Nicking my sisters' food. It doesn't really matter what they're eating, it's just a technique I use to show them who the boss is.

Skills:
I suckle when I'm on my DEd's lap (it has to be a specific jumper that he has) and it's always on his chest, so it really looks like he is breast feeding...

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
Cheese was about 7 weeks old when he was found bawling near a sewage drain. His brother had fallen into it - apparently the two of them were left behind by their street cat mom. The fire department was called to get to his brother but unfortunately he couldn't be found. We were considering adopting a 4th cat, specially because my husband felt that the 3 girls were "mine". I help an animal shelter here in the city so after they found Cheese they called me to ask if I could foster this yellow baby boy for the weekend. Needless to say my husband welcomed the "male companion" and was in no time teaching his boy that "the men of the house have to stick together".

Bio:
We have two dear friends in London who are called Graham (Cheese) and Paul. We were having a hard time coming up with a name for the cat - but then we thought: he's a very handsome dark blonde young man, just like Cheese and Paul. Oh, well, there's the answer.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Boy power!

The Groups I'm In:
*****Mac Kitties & Doggies Club*****, Don't eat me! Cats named after food, Purrz fur Palz

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Taking a cat to explore outdoors??

I've Been On Catster Since:
April 26th 2007 More than 2 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
528459

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The Alpha-male Diaries


England


November 25th 2007 8:10 am
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So, it's been the longest time! I've been rather busy, getting bigger and annoying my sisters.
I've got a new collar, being that my old red one was getting too small. I like this new one, it's tartan, mostly red, and people say I look scottish, even though DEd is English. What else is new... oh, yes, speaking of English, Mom and DEd are off to a place called England in 2 weeks. My sisters say they do it quite often, but it's the first time since I've been around. Well, anyways, apparently it's quite far from where we live and much colder. I think it must be horrible there because it is now Summer and Mom is packing her warmest clothes! She tried to explain something crazy, like, if it's Summer here, it's Winter there, but I didn't really get it. It sure sounds like a weird place.
Anyways, The Girls say that whenever they go there Mom brings back a whole suitcase of treats and toys, not that we can't buy them here, but because she misses us and thinks of us everytime she goes to a supermarket.... well, it sounds good to me! Also, they were once gone for 6 months! They don't stay that long there anymore, they're only gone for about a month now. And Grandma comes to live with us then, so that our routine and environment doesn't change. I love her so it's never a problem when we have to stay with her, I mean, for her to come stay with us.
Well, that's about it. There's a fly in the house and I have to exterminate it. It comes with being the man of the house.
Purrs,
Cheese


I've been tagged!


October 27th 2007 3:02 pm
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.. by Pumpkin Puss!

Here are the rules:
Every player states seven random facts about themselves and add the rules to their diary.
Chose 7 random cats to tag and list their names.
Don't forget to leave them a comment stating they have been tagged.

Ok, so let me see...

1. I love hanging out with people and guests. I'm always around whenever people come and visit, but they're not allowed to touch me. Only Mom and DEd are. Everyone else is severely punished if they try to come too close.

2. I'm very very spoiled when it comes to eating. If I'm alone in a room, I'll eat my meal without causing a fuss, but if I can see any of my sisters eating, I'll stop eating mine and move on to their plates. If they then try to eat from my abandoned plate, I'll go back to it. In other words: I always want what someone else is having!

3. I love water. I love getting wet. And I see no difference between clean or dirty water - they're all game to me!

4. Even though I officially belong to my DEd's and love him dearly... I secretly prefer my Mom.

5. I hate brushing my teeth and my everyone says my breath stinks... but I just find it to be very manly.

6. I meow like a girl.

7. I can open drawers to get to my treats. And I lie to Mom saying DEd hasn't given me any today, and vice-versa.

Now I'll tag...
1. Sushi
2. Lemon
3. Snickers
4. T-Bone
5. Pancake
6. Dill
7. Stew

(food-names rule!

Purrs, Cheez-o


The Art of Opening Bottles


August 24th 2007 1:00 pm
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I love toys. I feel us cats should have more toys, generally speaking, and this is why I keep experimenting turning ordinary things into toys. I like the fact that some cats came up with the idea to play with a Brussel sprout, we need more imaginative minds like that in out cat community.
Anyways, I'm currently working on playing with plastic bottle caps. The Girls don't seem interested , except Beega, she occasionally has a go at it when I'm playing with one. I steal all bottle caps from water bottles in the house, DEd loves water bottles and he always has one around him. Now they're all capless. I hide the caps in a secret place under the sofa or behind the television, where no one can find them, and so DEd has to throw the capless bottles away and buy new ones, which means more caps.
It was hard collecting the caps, you know, waiting for someone to open a bottle and then snatching the cap away before they could put it back, but this week my cap research had a major advance: I've learned how to open bottles.
It only works if the cap hasn't been properly screwed back on to the bottle, but once you get the hang of it, it's not that hard. It doesn't work with Mom, she's a tight re-capper.
It's great fun, specially at night while they're sleeping. First, you attack the bottle, make sure you're noisy (preferably knock the bottle once it's open and spill the water), and then you play with the plastic cap (again, make it loud). Variations include placing the cap inside shoes or bringing it to bed with you. Humans love it, I tell you.
Purrs,
Cheese


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