Age: 17 Years Sex: Female Weight: 12 lbs.
|Home:Temple City, CA ||[I have a diary!] |
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Squeezing herself into boxes and taking rides in her wagon
Winky jumping on her, not sharing your ice cream or milk with her, and ignoring her when she wants a ride in her wagon
A square sack of catnip and milk jug rings
Favorite Nap Spot:
Inside a box or in the middle of a busy hallway
Ice cream and cantaloupe
My cat gives kisses
We were driving home on Halloween nigt when a bunch of trick-or-treaters caught her in the street and gave her to us. She was two months old and she was my first cat. When we brought her home, my mom didn't want her to learn to sleep on the bed, so we made her a comfy bed on the floor. She went to sleep in it until the minute my mom turned her back and closed the door. Then she jumped on the bed and went to sleep on my head. THE END
Spooky loves to play with her friend Coco. She also likes to wander around at midnight meowing and carrying a rubber ball in her mouth. We think this is supposed to be something secret, because once she sees that you are looking at her, she abruptly stops and walks away.
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A little bacon never hurt anyone...
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Banjo pickin' cats, Cats named Spooky, Fabulous Ferals, Girl Cats Rule, Human Food Scavenger, I Knead You
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|August 19th 2004
||More than 10 years!
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January 15th 2005 12:14 pm
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How could Winky get away with such a horrible crime!? He practically threw the lamp off the table. The lampshade shattered into dozens of pieces. Winky still insists that he broke the whole thing. I know better. How dare he assault my royal presence. Day after day he bites me and tries to tackle me to the ground. Doesn't he undersand that I am the queen? Luckily, my body guard, Tina, is usually there to rescue me from his daily assassination plots. I don't know how much longer I can take of this. I try being nice to him and groom his fur to show that I don't take him seroiusly, but he continues to harass me. Some day I will regain control of the house. Also, another horrible occurence happened yesterday. I had only just finished eating and was resting my stomach on the counter whan Tina came to remove me from my perch. Undoubtedly this is the reason why I abruptly , lets say, "emptied my dinner" upon the chiar. I must get revenge. Until then, I will contine plotting. Her Royal Majesty, Spooky.
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