Nicknames: Tiny Terror/2010 HONORARY DREAMBOAT #7 Birthday: December 1st 2008 Coloration: Orange Tabby Likes: To lay on Gibbs; to wake up Gibbs; to jump on Gibbs Pet-Peeves: Not to be able to get to Gibbs Favorite Toy: His mousie and his sockies and his Gibbs.... Favorite Nap Spot: On Gibbs; beside Gibbs; on top of Gibbs; under Gibbs Favorite Food: Most anything that Gibbs is getting ready to eat Skills: He took this sad home and made it a happy home! Dwells:
indoors Arrival Story: My name is Cash.....Jason Cash.....I am
small, I am fast, I am into everything!
I have had a short life so far...maybe
four or five months.....I started out in
a very unhappy place and then I got moved
to some BIG BIG place they call a "Pet
Store"....I don't know how long I was there
but it seemed like FOREVER...strange hands
would come get me out of this cage they had
me living in....some were nice hands but most
of them were not....they were rough with me
and some hurt me....my little tiny mews did
not seem to matter to them....my pleading eyes
saying 'handle with care' did not seem to matter
to them....they even put me to work!! I worked
the CASH register with the CASHIER
as these strange humans checked out of the
pet store....anyhow, one day a nice woman came
thru the line of mean humans....she was sad and
they asked her why she was buying a new litter
box and some kitty food..she said something
about finding a bush baby but she had
tears in her eyes because she also told about
two very special Kitty Angels she had lost.....as
she talked, she noticed ME working my little paws
off....she ask the CASHIER why they were putting
such a little thing to work?? They told her I was
up for adoption....she said "Oh, I WANT him..he looks
like our little Angel Buddie"....My heart leaped because
she looked like she might be a good human. BUT,
she walked out of the store without me....later I found
out she talked with something called a 'husband' on
a silver thing but he said "NONONONO"....she put him
into the big metal thing called a car when she
got home and drove him
to the Pet Store but he was still saying "NONONONO"...
they walked in the BIG pet store, he saw me but he still said "NONONONO"....as they were walking out, with me in a nifty black velvet NEW cat carrier that had a lepoard design inside, he still was saying "NONONONO", but not so loudly. By the time they got to their house, he only said "NO".
Within an hour, I had a name Jason CASH (hint: my
job) and I had a very nice white colored brother
who has this thing about keeping me clean.....anyhow,
I heard the 'husband', who my white colored brother
said we can call daddy, say I looked like Angel Buddie.
Friends, who is this Angel Buddie and would I like him??
I have seen evidence of him and another little pretty
multicolored kitty around the house and heard this daddy
and mommie (found out that is her name) talk about them
with leaky eyes......wonder why??
Anyway, I am now in something called CatsterLand
and loving it!! I have a home and love it!! I have a real
mommie and daddy and love it!! Hey, I even love
this cleaning machine that won't leave me along called
Victor Gibbs and I LOVE HIM!!!!
Say, my life might turn out good after all!!
Bye for now, my furfriends,
Your new friend,
CASH, JASON CASH Lives Remaining: 9 of 9 Forums Motto: FORMER CASH REGISTER WORKER
Hello Furfriends,
My Big Angel Brother in Kitty Heaven, Angel
Buddie, was named "Angel Dreamboat #16" by
that Pretty Samoa...wowzer!! It made my mommie's
smile stay all day long and it made my daddy's(kisskiss)
smile get bigger and bigger when he read
Samoa's diary that night.
I am very proud of my Angel Buddie (that is why
mommie got me that fateful day..because she said
I looked like her Angel Buddie that she had lost) and
I am also very proud of my very loving Earth Brother Gibbs, Victor Gibbs for being a Dreamboat (#21) also....now I have TWO Dreamboat Brothers!! YIPEE!
**Little Cash, Jason Cash, jumps with joy and
claps his tiny paws together..then he runs
to the mirror to check his well tended GIANT BLACK
WHISKER and murmurs to himself: What is wrong with
ME???? Then he sighs and meows: Well, my GIANT BLACK WHISKER thinks I am a Dreamboat....sniff sniff** (hehe)
Purrs from Your Little Cash, Jason Cash
xoxooxoxooxxoxooxoxooxoxoxoxoxoxooxxo
Hello Furfriends,
Today I was a tease..Yep, a tiny little
tease with a GIANT BLACK WHISKER...
I teased mommie...yes, I have been nicer
to her lately....meaning I have actually walked
up to her and let her pet me before I would
run away...this gave her HOPE...real HOPE,
that she and I might become friends....well,
I noticed she was getting a little too friendly
with me...she would walk by me on the way
to---say, clean MY litter box or fill MY water
bowl----anyway, she would walk by me and
stop, bend down, and EXPECT that her hands
could actually TOUCH ME...YES! TOUCH ME!
Well, I would have none of that....touching me
would only be on MY terms!! Mine!! So, today
she bent down, with that silly sweet smile of
hers, and I stood there till her fingertips almost
reached my fur...then..then...I jumped about three
feet in the air and when I landed I took off..so fast
all she saw was a tiny orange blurr!! heheheheh
Boy, I sure did feel good about that...heheheh
As I looked back, tho, her smile had gone and she
looked sad....well, I will make it up to her today..I
will let her pet me sometime during the day....then
she will be happy again.....heheeheh Yes, I am a tease....
a tiny tease with a GIANT BLACK WHISKER. heheheheh
Your happy little Cash, Jason Cash
oxooxoxoxoxooxoxoooxooxox
Hello Furfriends,
2012 is going to be a GREAT year for me and my
Giant Black Whisker..yep, I expect great things from
that Whisker of mine....I expect it to grow and grow and become
stronger and stronger.....so strong that when walk by
a certain Big Brother, with hearts all over
his BIG body that lives in MY house with me,
I can knock him aside....heehehee
I want to train my Giant Black Whisker to help me
through life....you see, I am rather small...well, Mommie
calls me her Tiny Terror of Tennessee....that was my first
hint that something was amiss with my girth....then I watched my Big Brother Gibbs get bigger and bigger as time went on..Me?? Not so much.... I sort of stayed the same....tiny, small, a little ball of furr...sort of like the song:
"Soft kitty, tiny kitty, little ball of fur, happy kitty, sleepy
kitty, purr purr purr" for all my Big Bang Theory Furfriends...("Sheldon" LOVES us, my feline friends)........anyway, I hear that song in my tiny ears as I groom my Giant Black Whisker...always wishing that SOMEDAY....someday soon..I will grow into this Giant Black whisker and not be this tiny fluff of fur...**sigh**....
Your Little Cash, Jason Cash
xoxooxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoo
