the kaya skye & shyloh paige

Domestic Shorthair
Picture of the kaya skye & shyloh paige, a female Domestic Shorthair

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Home:Kalamazoo, a  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 9 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 10 lbs.

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Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Sun Sign:
October 19th 2007

Orange Tabby

existence. each other's existence. annoying the adult kitty in the house. boxes, their new car bed, loving the lavendar plant to death...

closed doors. being separated for the night. not being allowed to eat the big kitty's food.

Favorite Toy:
i'd have to say each other.

Favorite Nap Spot:
each other.

Favorite Food:
iams kitten formula, popcorn, a stolen french fry every now and then...they're hard to guard effectively

disappearing into the cat dimension


Arrival Story:
ok. this is a page, featuring our two kittens-they each have individual pages, but they function as a bonded sib pair and i needed a way to show that, and to allow them to post in forums, groups, send messages and IMs together. they are both incredibly different, but are littermates we adopted together-and only separate when we go to our separate rooms, otherwise the humans wouldn't sleep. any info on the individuals can be gotten from their pages-for now i'm slapping this up so they can be...themselves.

Lives Remaining:
9 of 9

Forums Motto:
mutant twincats of michigan

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Fake Cats? Huh?

I've Been On Catster Since:
January 22nd 2008 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:

Meet my family
left the
kaya skyeshyloh paigenew horizon
feral squadron
rhymon pearle
Buddymeayah sayeayla diana
jadyn liana
wesley alexis

Meet my Feline Friends
See all my Feline Friends
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we are family-furever in a daze

we ARE the great orange hunters

May 29th 2008 9:32 pm
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kaya: OFFICIALLY it's my kill, cause i put the bite on the little sucker...
shyloh: but i helped...i really, really helped!!
k: yep, you made sure that mousie had nowhere to go...nowhere to run to, baybee...nowhere to hide...
s: he coulda hid
k: 'cept he couldn't get there fast enough...
(sinister snickers and identical wicked grins)
s: oooh!! tell effuryone the best part!
k: oh, yeah!! we has counter amnesty, now...
s: we is free-range kittehs!!
k: the human folk has finally figured out that when we hang out on the counters and the stove and stuff we are just doing our job. fulfilling our destiny.
s: being all that we can be.
k: serving a higher master.
s: answering the call of the wild.
k: following in the pawsteps of our ancestors.
s: they makes their silly rules...
k: but the law of the jungle...
s: promote health & hygiene-let your cat walk where it will.
k: there's a REASON all places are alike to us, you know...


we has been tagged...guess we didn't run fast enough

May 28th 2008 9:53 pm
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kaya: our friend sami chased us down...
shyloh: and tagged us!!
kaya: so now we do the 4x4...
shyloh: then we tag 4 more!!

4 jobs we have had:

1. change purse-i once ate a penny. i throwed it up, but while i had it it was completely and totally safe.
2. data entry-i IM my uncle tim alll the time!!
3. resident comedienne-i think they might be laughing at me and not with me, but they do laugh a lot when i'm around.
4. art critic-i kibitz while mommy draws...and i likes to gnaw on the charcoals and chalks. watercolor pencils and oil pastels aren't as yummy. see? i'm an art critic!
1. taste tester-i'm small, and i'm hungry. let me have first taste. if i don't die, you're safe. i love you. feed me.
2. data entry-i am especially fond of the number 4. no one knows why, and i'm not telling.
3. model-i pose sooo pretty!!
4. paper shredder-srsly. i shred paper. into tiny tiny pieces. they call me the gerbil.

4 places we have lived

1. home of the evil cat hoarder. he brought us here in a gym bag, left us here with a bag of cheap adult dry food, ear mites, and two zillion fleas. we weren't even weaned, so the food went in the dumpster and our humans stocked up on KMR until we could do more with the kitten food they bought than chew and spit.
2. here. just here, where home is.

4 places we've been

1. Pet Supplies Plus!! to pick out treats and toys!!
2. the fix-it van, so the Human Society could do our tummy tucks...(shudder)
3. the back yard, home of grass and snow and flowers and ice, never looks the same way twice...
4. taxi cab...not exactly a place, but it was new to us.

4 places we'd rather be

1. we'd like to meet kaya's uncle tim...he always says "hi, kitty" when kaya IMs him (how does he know it's her?) and he likes our pictures. but he lives up in yellowstone national park, and he can't have animals...though he did take a picture of 3 bears sleeping under a tree...we have no desire to meet the bears.
2. we'd like to go back to Pet Supplies Plus. we really really liked how it smelled.
3. the back yard without a harness and leash-but we don't think that's in the cards.
4. the vegetable garden in the back yard-and so far that hasn't happened, because of the harness and leash deal.

4 friends we tag:

um...give us a minute. (whispering behind paws)

1. mr. lollycat- small white fluffy brofur of fellow orangie, zippie!!
2. slash-worthy successor and sisfur of the sadly missed doom the destroyer
3. phoebe-our newest purrrty furrriend
4. francis & matthew-just to keep the sib madness going

have fun, kits!!


weighty discussion

February 21st 2008 1:17 am
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kaya: humans got this talking scale thing today...
shyloh: cause my mommy is blind, which means she can't see-
k: really? is THAT what that means?
s: oh, shut up...she can't see so the scale has to talk.
k: the scale talks for her?
s: no, it tells her what's going on, cause she can't see it.
k: it didn't say anything unless you stepped on it, though...seems a mean way to treat a seeing-eye scale.
s: ky, you're just mad cause of what the scale said about YOU, so you're being snotty.
k: the scale said something about me behind my tail?
s: grrrr!! no, it said something about you when you laid down on it.
k: all it said was: "your weight is four pounds and eight ounces."
s: right. and MY weight was...
k: five pounds and nine ounces.
s: means i win.
k: you win? what do you win, a 30 day trial membership at weight watchers'?
s: i'm not fat! you're just a shrimp!
k: i like shrimp. don't you like shrimp?
s: i adore shrimp. that's not the point!
k: also, my mommy weighed four pounds and eight ounces when she was born-which means i am most definitely and positively once and for all her kitty.
s: this is logical to you? that you weigh the same when you're four months old that she weighed when she was you're RELATED?
k: not related, shy. FATED.
s: so...what does it mean that i weigh five pounds nine ounces?
k: dunno. maybe it means you're gonna be a real big huge kitty, and you'll be able to open the refrigerator door and reach the can opener and drink from the sink without having to jump up on the counter when you grow up.
s: wow...except even if i can reach the can opener, i don't know what to do with it...
k: open cans. duh.
s: don't know how to use it.
k: so we'll watch the humans more closely. and we can ask Ceiling Cat. if you're going to be a great big huge kitty, i should be able to climb on your back and reach Ceiling Cat.
s: yeah! Ceiling Cat will tell us what to do...

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