Likes: His belly rubbed, his face rubbed, lots of petting and attention, watching his kitty video, kerplopping next to you in bed
Pet-Peeves: Walking feet, flushing toilet, being picked up, vacuum cleaner (The Balrog)
Favorite Toy: Any cord (unplugged of course), his little nerf football, dirty socks
Favorite Nap Spot: In the boot or in the suitcase, in his chair, curled up next to me
Favorite Food: Vanilla ice cream, tuna water
Skills: He's a mean cord-hunter, part-time bug catcher
Arrival Story: My ex-roommates and i were at the Save-A-Life shelter in Torrance and he reached out and pet me. We (me and Hunter) hung out for awhile while one of my roommates discussed getting a younger kitty with the adoption lady. Well, after spending all that time playing with each other, i knew that Hunter was coming home with us.
Bio: Hunter is the most gentle, loving, and intimate kitty. When he first came to live with me, he was very shy. He wakes me up every morning to snuggle and then to feed him. I love watching him feel more comfortable as time passes. Unlike his brother Munky, Hunter has no inclination to go outside. He has apparently had enough of the street life, and is happy to enjoy the comforts of an indoor kitty life.
A few months after we got Hunter, he had a seizure. We took him to the vet where he was tested for liver shunts, corona virus, and other stuff that i can't remember, and then released. They said the didn't have any of the stuff that he was tested for, and that he probably has epilepsy. But they couldn't be sure because the way that epilepsy is diagnosed is by ruling out everything else. So 2 years, 3 0r 4 seizures, and 1 ultrasound later, Hunter was pretty much diagnosed with epilepsy. Lucky for me, he doesn't have them very often at all-- about twice a year. And in between he's a curious, frisky, loving kitty.
He loves to cuddle up with me and a good book at nighttime.
Thanks everykitty who gave me gifties and rosettes!
I should be honest and tell you that we're not really sure if today is my birthday. When i was adopted, the vet said i was about 4 months old, so we just went back in time 4 months to this date.
Boy, i can't believe i was only 4 months old when i was adopted. Now i'm a senior kitty! But my mama says i don't look or act my age. I'm still silly, and i can still run fast and jump high and give fast smacky paw!
Licks to everykitty!
And purrs to all the families in Newtown, CT. We send you big hugs and gentle licks.
When mama gets home from work, Munky likes to go outside with mama and they do secret stuff out there. Well, tonite, i decided i wanted in on the secret. So when Munky went out, so did i. But mama didn't see me. So when she and Munky came back in, she closed the door, and i was still outside. Not two minutes later, our neighbors came out with their dogs and i freaked. I tried to run inside but the door was closed. So the guy knocked on our door to ask mama if i lived here, and when mama opened up, i hauled tail inside! Mama knows that they also love animals (one of their doggies might be a foster), and she's so happy that they cared enough to let her know that i was out there.
On a side note, mama hoped that the incident might have freaked me out enough so that i won't go back outside, but instead of staying scared, i started up with the frisky meows! So now mama has to make sure i don't sneak out anymore. I used to be the good kitty that mama could count on to stay inside most of the time, but now i'm bad just like Ozzy and Munky! Wild and uncontrollable-- that's me!
It's been days since i was COTD. I got so many well wishes, and some new furiends and had a great day with extra cuddles and pets. But i'm just now able to convince my mama to sit down and help me write a thank you entry. Yesterday was her birthday, and she made time to thank all her FB furiends for their comments, but could she make time to help me thank my furiends? Oh, no, not my self-absorbed mama.
So, my furiends, i apologize on behalf of my rude mama. And i thank you for all your concats and offers of furiendship.