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Leave a treat for "Peanut" AKA: CJ/Charlie Jr.

Nicknames: Purr Bug,Brat,Peanut Butter,Peanutty,Mama's Peanut

Quick Bio:
| -mixed breed | -part feral | -pound cat | | -cat rescue |
 Birthday: July 10th 2004
 Likes: ME! and anything with feathers

Pet-Peeves: Charlie loving on me and loud noises.

Favorite Toy: Charlie....and a writing pen that has feathers attached at the end

Favorite Nap Spot: In my arms or inside the recliner (go figure? LOL)

Favorite Food: TUNA and flies (preferably alive and freshly caught with a swift paw.)

Skills: Karate Kicks people, Can catch flies in mid-air,VERY FAST & EXTREME Jumper!

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story: I went to volunteer at the local shelter, and spotted this tiny kitten that looked like my Charlie at home, could NOT walk away from him looking so lost and hopeful in that cage so took him out, adopted him on the spot and then took him home immediately.

Bio: Charlie has taken to "CJ" like a offspring instead of the brothers they are....probably becuase "CJ" is sooooo tiny and still a kitten, needing approval and love from everything he meets....including Charlie. Is so heartwarming to see them together, many think they are Mother and Child but they are both males and truly brothers in many ways.

Lives Remaining: 5 of 9

Forums Motto: Simba to the RESCUE!!

I've Been On Catster Since:
| August 27th 2004 |
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More than 7 years! |

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id: 66768

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May 30th 2005 7:29 am
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This is the first entry in Peanuts diary...and I'm so excited even though Peanut could care less. I thought that a good idea for Peanuts first entry would be an update of sorts to bring you up to what, where and when Peanut does ...anything. Peanut has used up 5 of his 9 lives and that's because Peanut is NOT afraid of anything EXCEPT loud noises AND...LOL...SINGING.
Start singing and Peanut is nowhere to be found for at least an hour. The first time he disappeared in a flash, I worried myself sick going through the house calling his name and getting no response. Frantic, I enlisted the help of my DH and SS to search. Now all three of us were walking through the house like tornado sirens yelling; PPPPP-NUT! PPPP-NUT! at the tops of our lungs, and still NO sign of the Peanut-Meister! Just then the television had a commercial where the lady shakes a box of cat food, and suddenly, out of nowhere, came flying PEANUT! Tail held high and waving happily, he stood in the middle of the room and looked at all of us as if to say; HEY! Where's MY treat!" (Thank God we HAD treats..LOL)...as the day worn on, I quietly kept a eye out for Peanut to see if he would return to his "hiding place", and thereby save me any more headaches and fright. Well wouldn't you know...Peanut stuck to me like glue, on my lap, on my shoulders, on my head and if I bent down longer then 3 seconds...on my BACK too...LOL! So as the day dragged on, and Peanut refused to reveal his hiding place, I grew weary, and sat down to watch a movie with my DH. During a "potty break" I looked around for my security blanket, and said Peanut; Come On, come mama! And NO PEANUT! Aha! My chance to finally SEE where he hides, and I ran into the kitchen for the box of treats...took it into the living room and stood in the middle of the room, and shook that box like I expected to shower me with gold...LOL...and with a horribly inappropriate grin on my face (which was very unbecoming..LOL) I looked around with eagle eyes for the slightest hint of movement. Imagine my surprise (and shock) when suddenly the recliner started to shake and quiver as if coming to life....and then like a whale giving birth...out popped Peanut! He had been hiding in the layer of material at the back of the recliner, safe and sound away from all things frightful, and yet directly in the center of all the comotion and attention. A very TYPICAL PEANUT! Until next time; my furry friends....keep the feets warm and the noses wet. Meow-Meow! Cricket and the Peanut-Mister, headed for the next prowl.......>^..^
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