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Age: 11 Years Sex: Male Weight: 10 lbs.
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Leave a treat for Dudley
Nicknames:
Duddles, Pimp Daddy, Fat Face
Quick Bio:
Coloration:
Black
Likes:
Trying to escape my captors and that infernal dog.
Pet-Peeves:
The dog (Kobe), staying as a captive in this dump my captors call a house, thwarted escape attempts.
Favorite Toy:
The furry mice I like to hone my assasination skills upon.
Favorite Nap Spot:
I like to nap on my captor's laundry pile in case I need to eject a bothersome fur-ball...I'm all about multi-tasking.
Favorite Food:
The gourmet fare they give the dog is quite good, while I'm subjected to Friskies, as a last resort.
Skills:
Green berret & special ops training. I know 6 ways to silently kill a decoy mouse...they will rue to day I actually get to use my skills.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
I was being temporarily incarcerated. I chose my captors because I figured they'd be the perfect minions. They turned the tables upon me and I became their 'pet'. *rolls eyes*
Bio:
I'm a virgo. I enjoy apple martinis, walks on the beach, sunsets, shovels, pick axes, GPS equipment & bolt cutters. Contact me if you'd like to share some romantic interludes or escape methods.
Lives Remaining:
8 of 9
The Groups I'm In:
Black Cats Crossing our Paths, Let's go black and white, The Black and White Ankle Biters
I've Been On Catster Since:
| August 9th 2004 |
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More than 5 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
58062
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August 23rd 2005 9:19 pm
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On June 2nd, the man slave-master...uh...guardian...stopped coming home. A lot of people were here and they were all sad & crying. Even that blasted dog was sad, so I couldn't even be mean to him. They kept saying something about an accident at work. They kept telling the woman guardian & Courtney about how sorry they were that the man was gone. He hasn't come home back yet and I don't think he will. I always plotted to kill them, but I was never going to bring my plans to fruition. The woman guardian needs me now. She is so sad and hugs me a lot. Her daughter does, too. I am obviously needed here and will cease my escape attempts. I love them & they are hurting...they are my duty now.
January 10th 2005 2:02 pm
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I had to bring the woman captor the head of my fuzzy mouse to show her what I was capable of doing. She relented a bit...and I have my chance to gain access to the computer.
Christmas was good...for being a cat of my caliber held against my will. Ebony and I received fuzzy mice and some catnip mice. Since the catnip made me intoxicated, my guard was down and I allowed the imbicile dog to gain access to my hidden cache of toys, snacks & catnip. All because the vile woman captor tried to appease us with cheap trinkets and goodwill. I'll show her goodwill...all over her new AREA RUG!!
Until next time, stupid humans....
October 1st 2004 4:28 pm
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That vile woman! She has impeded my work since the day I escaped from that wretched animal shelter. The woman captor seems to be more on guard with me as of late. I've got to get out of here. That dog keeps mouthing my neck. I've got to divise a way to use his size and lack of intelligence as means of escape. I will need to think about this one. In the meantime, I may teach him a new game, like 'swallow the stuff under the sink' or 'time to play in traffic'.
I think I'm going to turn in for a nice long nap, but I think I'll catch the weather report first. Then, I will divise my plans for escape. Forecast for tomorrow; A few sprinkles of genius with a chance of doom....or whatever.
I've must leave my captors a subtle reminder to change my litterbox and to remember to leave a fresh copy of Wall Street Journal next to it.
Til' we speak again, stupid humans...
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