"Look into my eyes..."
| Home:Mount Airy, GA | [I have a diary!] |
Age: 4 Years Sex: Male Weight: 15 lbs.
"Having a drink--did you add the vodka?"
"My chair (while mom isn't looking)... Cat hair galore!"
"This is my baby picture--see how tiny I was next to the candle."
"I don't like being held very much. Mom, put me down!"
"Tim with Ashley---best buds!"
"In a game of cat and mouse... Oops, I mean dog and cat!"
"I'm the king! I got Mom to put a bed and food up here on the cabinet."
"Don't rock on my paws!"
"Look at how HUGE I am!" [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book] |
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Nicknames:
Tim, Tims, Timothy, #$&*%^!
Kitty Complexion:
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Quick Bio:
Coloration:
Tabby and White
Likes:
I love to rattle the blinds while my parents are sleeping; I am quite fond of watching the birds outside
Pet-Peeves:
I hate baths!
Favorite Toy:
My favorite toys are tiny little fake mice and the laser pointer
Favorite Nap Spot:
I sleep in the kitchen chair, and just recently I have been sleeping on the cabinet above the fridge.
Favorite Food:
Wellness Core Kibble and canned (my mom tried to put me on a raw diet--EWWWW!!!)
Skills:
Hmm... no special skills to speak of--does being a *()&^%$ count?
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
When I was an itty bitty guy, my mom was coming home from a pet sitting job and noticed me on the side of a very busy road all by myself. She stopped and picked me up. I was very friendly. She didn't know what to do with me (she didn't really like cats), but she took me home and that's where I have stayed. I was covered in fleas, but very docile and loving. Mostly I can thank my sister Ashley for wanting to keep me! She is my buddy.
Bio:
I'm proud to be a rescued cat, and hope you will adopt next time you're in the market for a fur baby!
Lives Remaining:
8 of 9
Forums Motto:
Sleep all day, play all night
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Raw Fed Head Count
I'm Naughty:
When Mom lets the dogs outside to use the bathroom, I love to shoot out the door--especially when she isn't dressed yet and can't come chase me down... Hee, hee, hee!!! I have killed a few birdies that way. Fun!
Raw Diet?:
My mom and dad tried to make me eat this "raw diet." The dumb dogs really dig it, but I am way too distinguished for such filth.
My Name:
I got my unusual name in a round-about way. My mom is a huge Dave Matthews Band fan, and really wanted to name me Davie. However, my dad didn't like that name because he knows someone else named Davie. So, they finally picked Timmy after Tim Reynolds. Soon afterwards, Timmy on Southpark made his debut, and everyone thinks it's hilarious to call me "Timmay!"
I've Been On Catster Since:
| May 27th 2007 |
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More than 2 years! |
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Catster Id:
549328
 for 909 days
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August 30th 2008 9:35 am
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My mom and dad brought home TWO felines on Thursday. I didn't really know what to think about them, but they make it easy. They both just hide ALL the time. I think they're not used to being inside, and they're also probably scared of all of those crazy canines. If you know anyone who wants to add another family member, please email my mom! She'll post them on Catster when she can get photos. They would do well with a home that has no dogs.
July 13th 2008 7:42 pm
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EXCERPTS FROM A DOG'S DIARY
Day number 180
8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Day number 181
8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE!
Day number 182
8:00 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
9:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
9:40 am - OH BOY! A WALK! MY FAVORITE!
10:30 am - OH BOY! A CAR RIDE! MY FAVORITE!
11:30 am - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
12:00 noon - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
1:00 pm OH BOY! THE YARD! MY FAVORITE!
1:30 pm - ooooooo. bath. bummer.
4:00 pm - OH BOY! THE KIDS! MY FAVORITE!
5:00 PM - OH BOY! DOG FOOD! MY FAVORITE!
5:30 PM - OH BOY! MOM! MY FAVORITE
EXCERPTS FROM A CAT'S DIARY
DAY 752 - My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from ruining the occasional piece of furniture...Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant.
DAY 761 - Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded, must try this at the top of the stairs. In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors,I once again induced myself to vomit on their favorite chair...must try this On their bed.
DAY 765 - Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear into their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was... Not working according to plan.
DAY 768 - I am finally aware of how sadistic they are. For no good reason I was chosen for the water torture. This time however it included a burning foamy chemical called "shampoo." What sick minds could invent such a liquid. My only consolation is the piece of thumb still LODGED between my teeth.
DAY 771 - There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event, however, I could hear the noise and smell the foul odor of the glass tubes they call "beer." More importantly I overheard that my confinement was due to MY power of "allergies." Must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
DAY 774 - I am convinced the other captives are flunkies and maybe snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird on the other hand has got to be an informant, and he speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my activities. Due to his current placement in the metal room his safety is assured. But I can wait, it is only a matter of time...
-Author Unknown
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