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Nicknames: ky-ky, ky in the sky, ky, official toy tester, toe-biter, upside down cat, bat cat (that upside down thing again) penny monster (she ATE one), kaya mckaya, starbaby, ninja kitty, apprentice mouser
Kitty Complexion:
Coloration: Orange Tabby
Likes: trying to be everywhere at once, first. (before shyloh), sleeping in mommy's face, her cat bed,her blanket, NIP (total niphead)
Pet-Peeves: closed doors, loud noises (thunder, smoke alarm, the vaccuum monster)
Favorite Toy: every toy in the house, as many as she can at one time-laser pen is a big hit, and she LOVES her carrot catnip toy-silly looking thing, but she loves it
Favorite Nap Spot: i never thought i'd find out...right smack dab in the middle of the couch, her cat bed, on top of the refrigerator in the den, on top of me, and wherever her sis is, if she's in the mood for a fur-cuddle nap...lately, on my feet wherever they happen to be
Favorite Food: iams kitten formula, popcorn, a stolen french fry every now and then...they're hard to guard effectively, ranch dressing...COFFEE!! and like a hyper kid on ritalin, she drinks coffee and slows down...go figure
Skills: disappearing into thin air, a skill she shares with her sister. also, has exceptional computer skills...executed her first computer search, search term "99p", and got results. will actually nod to indicate 'yes'
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: happened rather suddenly. we were talking to kaya's (and shyloh her sister) guardian about the possibility, and he said he would bring them over today...i figured at first he meant to meet and greet, but when he said he was bringing them that was what he meant. he was over the legal limit on cats, and liked what he'd heard-and the kittens were going to be easier to get into good homes, especially someone who would take them both. so i guess he pounced on it... he had to say goodbye to them each about eight times...i can see how he got over the limit on cats...(btw, he told us they were three months old...they're maybe two months old...more likely around six weeks...hmmm)
update: as time went on, i saw their former 'guardian' in a clearer light. the girls were fleabitten, weighed not much more than half a pound, you could actually count their vertebrae by eye. we still haven't managed to completely get rid of their ear mite problem, though it's much better. he was so obsessed with 'having' cats he didn't care for them as individual creatures worthy of so much as decent food and protection from pests, much less love and attention. the kittens were headshy, skittish, and for weeks centered on each other only. they had very obviously not been handled by humans. our guess was pretty close on their age-they only recently lost their 'baby fangs' at around what we figured was the five month mark. i shudder when i think of what their lives would have been like if the law had not stepped in and forced him to dismantle his hoarded horde of cats and kittens.)
Lives Remaining: 9 of 9
Forums Motto: not fighting my demons-we joined forces
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The Last Forum I Posted In: Fake Cats? Huh?
da BIK had been inhabiting mom's leg for quite some time...and mom's computer...and mom's leg...and mom's computer...and mom had to stretch and hydrate, and da BIK wasn't into that. so mom said: "maybe you'd like to curl up with kaya-kitty? she's warmer than i am...maybe not as warm as the computer, but maybe you could find you LIKE a happy medium."
and she puts jadyn da BIK beside me on the black chair...which i contrast, and da BIK matches. on a purrrly aesthetic level i approved, so i allowed it. i even moved over a bit. da BIK and i sniffed nosies...then da BIK jumps down and meows up at mommy! so mommy said: "let's try that again."
so she puts da BIK back. i made a little more room. da BIK got in the camel-kitten position, which i have to admit looks cute on her. so i put a paw over her and started grooming her face...and she backs off the chair so fast she fell on her back!
mom said: "oh forget it."
i been dissed by da BIK!
first of all i just clawed mommy (very gently) so she would remember to let me say: THANK YOU, I VERY MUCH APPRECIATE BEING THE DIARY OF THE DAY! i appreciate all the rosies, and the pmails...and i would be giving out more rosies right now...see soo many purrs who need them...except mom's running super-low on zealies and has to wait awhile to buy more. (shrug) so maybe i'll just...pseudo-rosie people? or give them IOUs? i need to come up with an acronym for this...but a certain acronym is interfering with my creative process.
OOOOHHHH!!!! what she DID! that...that....that BIK! (hisssss...growl....rumble)
she slept with MY MOMMY! i walked across the little table and was about to walk across mommy to find my spot...and that little...smug...bratty...little...BIK-was in MY spot.
why didn't i just slap her? why did i just creep away and curl up in the chair that needs a shave? why didn't i reclaim MY spot? I'M the "First-Born", the sacred right of the First-Born is to decide who gets to sleep with mommy. so...i had a right to decide she could. whatever happens must be by my will, or it would not happen...but why was that my will? and if it was by my will...as it had to be, or it would not have happened...why am i angry?
i will worry about this later...meanwhile: i wonder if mommy really is going to shave the chair? (check rhymon's page to see why mommy thinks the chair needs a shave...) will it hurt the chair? i've seen mommy shave, and sometimes she gets hurt...on the other hand, after mommy shaves her legs get even more comfy to lie on. so okay. i will allow the chair to be shaved, since the net result will be a gain for the comfort of kitties, particularly the First-Born.
photographic evidence to the contrary, i actually spend more time in that chair than rhymon...it's just that i'm more active-and more photogenic-so mommy doesn't have to take picture after picture of me in a chair. rhymon is pretty much either in a chair, under the telescope, or invisible. well, she's been on the perch...but it is the Will of the First-Born that we discuss the perch, the cave, the whole cat tree subject...some other time. so i love you, but go away now. i spy blue feathers...
now, i'm not all blinged, but mommy actually got me a pretty background up without making the page look like pablo picasso visited from beyond the grave and, being a zombie, had no sense of proportion. and his fingers had all rotted away, so he was just doing the jackson pollock thing and flinging paint at the screen with the remnants of his hands...it is almost 4 am, me & mommy get a bit of a morbid imagination going on...sorry.
but look at my PAGE!
(of COURSE she did MY page first...i am the FIRST-BORN. *preens self* whose page did you think she was gonna do first? the BIK's?!?)
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