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Coloration: Red Shaded
Likes: Feathers! Toilet paper rolls too, but mommy doesn't let me have any these days.
Pet-Peeves: Being petted too much, mommy giving me medicine, Gracie pouncing on my tail
Favorite Toy: Anything that moves. I also like to make plants fall down, but get scared when it makes a mess.
Favorite Nap Spot: Next to mom's butt. Dad calls me "butt cat" even though mommy yells at him for it!
Favorite Food: Avoderm Tuna and Wellness Turkey and Salmon
Skills: Exploring small spaces; moving stuff on top of my feathers; opening the bathroom door if it's not locked (mommy is not pleased); standing on my hind paws; hunting flies; being Texas colored
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: Some very nice people who run a rescue took in my pregnant cat mom. She had me and Natasha a dilute calico kitty. Then the rescue group cared for all of us for six months. One day, my dad decided that mom should get a cat. She was always looking at pictures of kittens on the web and stuff, so he figured if she'd ooh and aah at unknown kittens all the time, she might as well have her own. Mom was kind of nervous about having her own cat. It's a lot of responsibility. Dad dragged her to a Petco where they were having an adoption event anyway. I was the first kitten that dad petted. Mom petted Natasha instead. But dad insisted I was the bestest cat there, and mom had to agree: I was cute, but shy, and something about the shyness appealed to both of them. Mom truly fell in love when the rescue lady dropped me off, and I got over my initial bout of shyness: I was mommy's shadow for the next couple of weeks. But I still love dad's touch the best, and save my loudest purring for him.
Bio: Mom says I'm a big cat now. I don't really believe her and I'm always worrying that I'll get trampled by someone, or worse. I still act all shy around people at first, but they generally say that I'm cute and try to pet me, and I love that kind of attention.
I still fear a few people: the super in our building, mom's dad, and dad's friends' daughters (they're too loud, and the little one pets me too roughly). But all and all I am a lovebug.
Lives Remaining: 9 of 9
Forums Motto: I'm cute and I know how to use that :)
The Groups I'm In: Hey! You Look Like Me!, Brilliant Orange Cats Unite, Cats who act like dogs, Chef Skylar's open restaurant, Feliway® Felines, Flaming Red Heads, Grandad Conrad's Athletic School, Keep Austin Whiskered, Multiple Cat households!!!, Paws with Claws, Sweet Face, The 3 Amigos, The FURminator® Group For Cats
The Last Forum I Posted In: We're getting screened to be animal blood donors!
Diary: I write in here sometimes. Just stuff that happens around the house that I puzzle about.
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