Marvin


Breed Unknown
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Home:London, England, United Kingdom  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male

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Nicknames:
White Lightning, Gingernut, Made Of Crazy, Tarzan, Maniac Marvin, Littley, White Stripe, Gingerbutt, Parvin, Maev, Maevin, Schparv, Moomin, Boobin, It Is A Marvin

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

Sun Sign:
Quick Bio:
-mixed breed

Birthday:
March 8th 2004

Coloration:
Flame Point

Likes:
Running around like a maniac, annoying other cats, climbing over everything, chasing small animals, going outside, meeting new people, cardboard boxes.

Pet-Peeves:
Not being let outside to play, not being fed, being confined to a room, not being able to catch flies.

Favorite Toy:
Oscar (much to his bemusement), Clarance (ditto), fishing rod toys, catnip mice, feathers, plastic balls.

Favorite Nap Spot:
Practically anywhere, especially if it's in everyone's way.

Favorite Food:
Dairylea (as a treat only!)

Skills:
He can teleport. He also used to grab bags of cat treats in his mouth and run upstairs to hoard them.

Dwells:
indoors and outdoors

Arrival Story:
Pet shop (yes, I know, don't blame me.)

Bio:
Marvin's believes that every cat is his friend. Sadly, no other cats around here are. He playfights with Oscar (he likes to pounce on Oscar's butt) and Clarance. Both of them hiss and growl and lash out but Marvin doesn't get the message. --- Marvin chases everything he can. Flies are his favourite. He will cry if they vanish and he can't find them. --- Marvin is not a very cuddly cat, but he has his moments, like when he wants food. He does sometimes decide to curl up in a lap, but only for about ten minutes. He evidently has better things to do. --- Marvin isn't very vocal, but he makes his wants known in other ways. He likes to give visual aids, like food packets raided from the bin and dumped outside my parents' bedroom door. He will make a little whining meow-like noise when he wants something though. Lately he has been using his voice a little more. He has a pathetic squeaky meow though. --- Marvin is the official Inspector of New Things. Anything new in the house must be sniffed thoroughly and sat on/sat in. It's for our own safety, or so we're told. ---

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
Play with me! PLAY WITH MEEE!

The Groups I'm In:
Flaming Red Heads Rock

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 12th 2004 More than 7 years!

I Was In The:
See me in Catster's 2005 Holiday Picture Party!
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
60708


Meet my family
Jimpy (In
Loving Memory)
OscarClarance (In
Loving Memory)

Meet my Feline Friends
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PLAYWITHMEPLAYWITHMEPLAYWITHME


WHEEEEEE!

August 10th 2005 7:21 am
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I got my first mousie! I GOT MY FIRST MOUSIE!

I took it upstairs to show my human and she screamed. =( I don't know why. Then the other human who calls myself my aunt took my mousie awaaaay! ;.; Darn her.

My aunt released the mousie outside, but Oscar caught it again and killed it. That was my mousie! I claimed it! MINE!

 

'Cause this is my United Kingdom of Whatever!

August 8th 2005 7:24 pm
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I went out into the garden and saw Oscar
He was, like, all "Leave me alone, dammit!"
And I was, like, "Whatever!"

Then this black cat comes up to me and he's all, like,
"If don't stop biting my foot I'll kill you."
And I'm, like, "Yeah, whatever!"

So later I'm at the food bowl
And Clarance comes up
And he's, like, "I'm the alpha cat! I eat first!"
And I'm, like, "Yeah, whatever!"

'Cause this is my
United Kingdom of Whatever!
And this is my
United Kingdom of Whatever!
And this is my
United Kingdom of Whatever!

 

=(

March 18th 2005 7:30 pm
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I found a moff the other night and I killed it ded. That is the way of the bug hunter.
Why won't that big fly on the wall let me kill it? He doesn't seem to understand that that's the way things go in my terri-torry. I see bug, I kill bug. It is destiny. You can't outbuzz or outflutter me for long!

 
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