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Coloration: Champagne
Likes: Chasing her favorite toy, and being held (in order of importance)
Pet-Peeves: Not getting to go somewhere Penelope is going, and being ignored--also being photographed by the "stalkerazzi" (me)
Favorite Toy: Stuffed Elmo has surpassed the Squirrel as toy of choice
Favorite Nap Spot: On the couch curled up with Penelope and mom, or next to the heater
Favorite Food: Friskies Liver and Chicken
Skills: Minuette has figured out how to open my bedroom door (lever handle), and is a natural gymnast as well (backflips and the works)
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: After Bliss' death I needed a new cat with a similar personality (he spoiled me), and after much research on temperments I decided on Tonkinese. Minuette was part of a package deal from a breeder with her sister Penelope, as the two are very close, and I am infinitely grateful she came. She had won lots of ribbons in cat shows before she came to live with me, but underneath the seemingly ideal appearance is a true sweetheart. It's always what's underneath the surface that matters most to me, and she's far more than just a pretty face.
Bio: Minuette is not only a glory to hold, but an amazing athlete. When she plays she's like a little tornado, so her sister knows well enough to stay out of the way. While originally Penelope was the one thought of as the therapy cat for my autistic niece, Minuette has been invaluable. She is completely unflappable. The things that would frighten Penelope roll right off of Minuette's back. My niece will sometimes chase her, and then Minuette will chase her right back, to her great delight. She's absolutely incredible: sweet and daring, which is a hard combination to find.
She also is surprisingly sensitive, and is usually the first to comfort me if I'm feeling bad. Everytime I sit and play with her she'll come over periodically and give me a nose nudge to connect with me before going back to playing. She's a true sweeetheart with a heart of gold.
Lives Remaining: 8 of 9
Forums Motto: Let Your Frisky Flag Fly
The Groups I'm In: *Super Strollers*, For the Tonks!, Information and support on FHV, Portland Fur Kids, Portland, Purrsonal Therapy Pets, Terrific Tonkinese's
The Last Forum I Posted In: What games does you Tonk like to play most?
On August 20 Penelope and I turn 3 years old, and two packages came in the mail that mom says have presents inside for us! Plus she'll stop by the cat show in town this weekend, so who knows what wonderful toys we're going to get. We won't get treats, as she still hasn't found any kitty treats that we like. (Mom thinks this is very weird, so if any of you have treat ideas for the extremely finicky, she'd love it. We don't even like hooman food!) Still, we love the Catster variety of treats, and are so grateful for the wonderful furriends we have here.
Well, I wish that were true. :-( I've got an eye infection again. Mom just had to write that because she's a Monty Python fan, and loves the Hungarian Phrasebook sketch. I get eye and resperatory infections every now and then because when I was going to cat shows I got exposed to the Feline Herpes Virus. Pennie doesn't have too much trouble except sneezing, but I have to go through these infections now and then. Mom thinks it's 'cause I'm so high-strung and athletic, but who knows? She's just found this time that if she rewards me with outdoor time everytime I get antibiotic eyedrops or pills I am really easy to work with. She's proud of me, although when my eyes get pain free after being on meds for a while I start getting a little rebellious. The good thing, though, is that after having gone through these infections and having my mom make it all better, I've really started to trust her on a deeper level than I would otherwise.
For healing laughter I recommend viewing the sketch mentioned above: Hungarian Phrasebook Sketch
One of my favorite things in the whole wide world is that sometimes at night my mom will take me outside to the light near the backyard and let me swat at moths and other bugs that are attracted to the light. I ask her to do this every night, so it's kind of a ritual. One night there were two huge brown moths, and sometimes when they flew around me I'd swat them like they were a volleyball. Mom didn't like how sometimes the moths flew straight at her after I pawed them, but she puts up with it for my sake. No moths were hurt, though, unless in a panic they flew into a spider's web, but that was rare.
Another time, though, near that same area, two slugs were doing something on the wall together. At first mom thought it was one long snake defying gravity, but it was just two slugs nose to tail. I don't know whether they were mating or not, but after I saw them move I lunged after them and mom said "Nooooo" kind of in slow motion, but she kept me away from the slugs and took me back in before I could paw them. :-( She says she was doing me a favor, but I guess I'll never find out.
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