Nicknames: Tiny Terror/2010 HONORARY DREAMBOAT #7 Birthday: January 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
GOLLY!! LOOK AT ALL THE VALENTINE CHOCOLATE CANDY I GOT FROM ALL OF YOU!
WOWZER! I HAVE JUST ABOUT FINISHED ALL THE BOXES AS OF TODAY...I WAS HOPING
THEY WOULD HELP ME GROW TOO BUT I DON'T SEE ANY CHANGE--YET! HEHEHHHEHHE
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MAKING MY PAGE LOOK SO HAPPY!
YOUR LITTLE CASH, JASON CASH
XOXOOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOOXOXOX
Hello Furfriends,
Today, mommie was sitting on a stool beside
my food...I wanted some food so I got beside
her...then I put my paws on the stool beside her...
when I did that--a sunbeam magically came into
the room from the window over her right shoulder...
she turned and looked down at me at the same
time I looked up at her...first, she could not believe
I got that close to her...SECOND, and this is MOST
important...the sunbeam landed on my tiny face and guess
what mommie saw?!?!? MY GIANT BLACK WHISKER
GLEAMING IN THE SUNLIGHT.....she said (with shock
in her Minnie Mouse voice): Oh Little Cash, I do believe
your GIANT BLACK WHISKER has gotten bigger!!! It
looks SOOOO healthy....I don't think you need to pamper
it as much as you do!
Well, I just looked at her and thought: Yea, right...the
day I don't wash, comb, condition and
carefully dry it with my teeny tiny blow dryer it will fall
out!! So, dream on mommie...the GIANT BLACK WHISKER
will always be NUMBER ONE priority with ME!!! NOW
FEED ME!!!!
hehe
Your Little Cash, Jason Cash
xoxooxxooxoxxooxoxoxoxox
Hello Furfriends,
Mr. Santa Claws came to visit me last night....
oh boy!! Did I rack up!! I waited and waited
for him.....he must of been very busy leaving
gifts for other Furfaces because he was very
late..in fact, I fell asleep curled up in my
Morgan's Bed!!
Anyway, Mr. Santa Claws left me a new
Mustache Comb to comb my Giant Black
Whisker....he left some Mustache Wax
for my Giant Black Whisker to help keep it in
place...he left some Mustache Gel to make
it shine and stand out above all other Giant
Black Whiskers....he left me a note explaining
they don't make "Whisker" combs, wax and
Gel...so that is why I got MUSTACHE products!
Well, that was fine with me because MUSTACHE
products make me feel more grown up...WHISKER
products would make me still feel like a little Furguy....
**sigh**..I had also secretly ask Mr. Santa Claws
for some GROW CREAM to make me bigger...he didn't mention
why he didn't bring any of that...other than to say:
Dear Tiny Terror Of Tennessee,
Your lot in life is to be tiny and to realize that
good things come in tiny packages.
When you learn that, we can discuss your
wish to be bigger.
Until then, you are and will always be
the Tiny Terror of Tennessee.
(Not a bad thing in my book...and MY book
is all that counts when Christmas time is
here, right? HoHoHoHo)...
Sincerly,
Mr. Santa Claws
So, my Furfriends, that note was left in my
stocking along with some oranges and
a black sort of funny smelling round thing that
is too heavy for me to play with and makes
my paws turn black when I touch it. I wonder
what it is??
Your Happy Little Cash, Jason Cash
Happy Holidays.......
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