Nicknames: Raggle Taggle Rough and Ready Snaggle-Toothed Gangster
Birthday: October 1st 1995
Coloration: Black Tiger and White
Likes: To create mischief one minute and be Soooo Loving the next.
Pet-Peeves: Other cats. Not enough food (hahaha!)
Favorite Toy: * * UPDATE!! Mercy's toys -- AND/OR whatever has not rolled or been batted under an immovable object!! * * The strange crinkly thing with big green eyes that scared the living heck out of her the first time she saw it.
Favorite Nap Spot: If someone is in a chair, there could be ten other chairs just like it -- but THAT chair is her favorite nap spot at the moment.
Favorite Food: Canned, other cats' food, my food -- thankful she doesn't know how to open the fridge door.
Skills: Knows what I'm thinking. I try VERY hard not to think of ear cleaning or claw trimming, or.... the V-E-T. LOVES to be brushed "Hairdo!' and she comes running and makes little squeak noises when she runs. GRUNTS when she yawns and stretches.
Arrival Story: One hot day as I was about to turn into my parking lot, I was compelled to turn around and visit the shelter, 5 miles away. As it turned out, their AC had just failed (it was 95 degrees) and someone had forgotten to give water to the cats!!!!! I'm glad I saw that!!! Baby was a dainty little 7 mo old kitten panting in one of the cages. EVERYONE got their water. Baby went home with me a few days later.
Bio: Baby told the pet communicator (Diane May) that SHE, Baby Twinkle, was in charge of this home (my home). She LOVES to groom me by licking my short short hair. If I place her gently on her back on my bed and then put my head on her BIIIIG frowzy belly, she will get this look of longing on her face and will GRAB my head with her (claws IN) paws and pull my head to her face so she can licklicklick my hair forever....!! I can also stick my face in her belly and give her bellybutton breeps -- if anyone else tried that with her she would probably shred them.
She loves to give me LOOOONG hard looks and icy stares that could freeze Old Faithful. She loves to give long lingering nose and head butts, and then she'll tear off and run to the baby gate in front of Cee Cee's room and hit it real hard and go RRRow!! Snarl! (sigh..... Cee Cee can handle it-- she and Baby both lived on the streets for a while, but not together)
_____Despite her mean-nastiness, she is a REAL mush, and loves to put her head down and her big butt in the air and wiggle her paws for me to play with her. Then when confronted by something that scares her (BIG SOFTIE!!!) she will emit a dainty "Eeek!".
_____Once I accidentally gave her too much honey-barbecued chicken (NEVER AGAIN!) and she howled her characteristic "A-wah-wah!" as she made mad dashes back and forth between two litterboxes -- with me right behind her cleaning up her messes and wiping her kittybutt (she is too plump to reach it herself!).
_____Speaking of nicer things... she likes to talk to me and will raise her voice at the end of her monologue if she's asking me a question. Sometimes I can synchronize it so that we Meow in unison.
_____Check out the picture of her playing in the snow -- it's for real -- she loves it. I make sure she doesn't stay out too long and that she comes in to get warmed up. If you can't see the protective chicken wire in the photo -- it's there -- it goes from under the flowerpots to At LEAST 7 feet high; it's double thick, attached to many sections of reinforced wooden lattice (and All the lattice itself has chicken wire attached to it so the cats can't go thru the open parts of the lattice, and all the lattice is sturdily attached to the balcony) , and this keeps the kitties safely on the balcony. If they could climb it, they would not be safe, but these kitties do not climb it. There is also a product called "Cat Fence-In" that can also be used on a balcony.
_____When I say (or sometimes THINK) the word "Hairdo", from out of nowhere she will trot or run to me emitting little eek-squeaks as she trots over to sit on her Barbershop Chair (the closed lid of the toilet seat). When I brush her she will give me nose and head butts and will reach for the brush so she can brush her face. She always gets hairball gel after her morning brushing, and sometimes in the evening she will run to the toilet seat, sit down, look at me, meow, and then look at the hairball gel ("These hoomans are so DUuuumb!! I gotta SHOW them what I want!")_____I always keep the toilet seat down so no one is in danger -- if they fall in they may not be able to get out.
Da uthir nite, Meowmie caim hoam and greetid me so sweetly and lookt at my littah bokks and sed "OH GOOD!! YOU POOOPED!" (WTC????) and then she put me in da bafrume and shuttid da dore (there iz a litterbokks and water and beddie in there) --- And then... AND THEN... she opined da dore and pikkt me up and put me rear end - buttiuss furst into da CAT CARRIUR!! OMC OMC!!!!
We wentid to da vet!!! Da stoopid cab driver trid to taik Meowmie to da Peepul Hospital and she told mhim _I alreddy told yoou -- da ANIMUL HOSPITAL and turn off da meter!!" But he didint tirn off da meter and Meowmie just took out the extra mileage charges in da tip.
Da Vet Tech lady at da vetties remembpurred me frum wenn I wuz a Blud donor (9 yrs ago!) and she waz verry nisse to me even tho Meowmie sed "She bites, she scratchiz and she hits peepul". So da lady took dat into konsiderayshun and she put a BIIG blakk letthir muzzle wif silver studs on it -- on my faiss!! I asked da lady -- "Do I get a WHIP wif dis?!!Hahahahahahha!" Da muzzull had a biig hole to breathe thru and I was Ack! shually kwite kalm. Then da lady showed Meowmie how to Sub Q me and then wenn DAT wuz dun she STUKK ME IN DA BUTT wif a NEEDUL fulla Auntie Bye-Yottixx!!
(I hab a Bladder infekshun; Meowmie found BLUD in my pees last week, and da Noo vettie saw me last week and she knew ALL abowt my badness, but hahaha I didint hit her but I hitted Meowmie, and then Meowmie took me hoam last week and gaibe me Auntibiotix and I startid frowing them up after the 3rd day -- are you still with me here?)
Ennyways, da Vet Tech was So impressed dat I was such a GUD girl, and then Meowmie puttid me in da carrier, maiking sure her hand wuz outta slapping range but I did GROWL MOST FEERSUMLEE and everywun sed "OOOOH There she goze!!"
Then wenn we gottid hoam, Meowmie flee kombed me and then remuved da peepads and then washed da carrier (I didint do nuttin not even pee or puke - dat's why she was SO happy I had alreddy pooped, hahaha!) And I wentid into Meowmie's rume and I galumphed around and Meowmie sed "OMC!! Lookit dat BIG LIKWID SubQ LUMP on her showlder -- is she gonna be side-hevvy and fall off her Kat Tree?" ...sigh...Moewmies, MeowDads, thankyew for yor konsirns....
Ennyway, she fed me and patted me and da next coupla days I peed a river in da littahbokksis. Meowmie haz da SubQ stuff alreddy set up in my bafrume and so I'm gonna be subQ'd by Meowmie frum now on. I hoap I behaiv. Meowmie duz not wanna gib me tranks becuz she is wurreed my CRF kid-knees mite not be able to process them and filter them as quickly as they normally wudd. But se IS gonna get me a BLACK MUZZUL WUF SILVER STUDS!!! Meowmie can I wear it so I can SKEER dat Cee Cee thing????
Big Bad Baby Twinkle sez:"Dis morning around 2 Ay Yem, Meowmie woked up and sed " OH!! My heeeting pad is too HOOOTTT!!! I bet BBBT is habbing da saim problem. " So she tirned off her heeting pad. And the she came into my rume and I mewed sweetly to her and she tirned off MY heeting pad (it is kept on LOW and it is under a doubbulled up towel and I sleep inside a KITTIE KUP on top of dat dubbulled up towel) and then she went bakk to bed. And da nextist thing she knewed, I wuz staaring at her and I got under her covirs and CUDDLED -- OMC -- I CUDDLED next to Meowmie!!!! And she kisst me on my liddle rownd heddie and then we boaf wentid to sleep."
BBBT purrs, nods her heddie wisely, kleers her throate (ok, she PURRS) and asstootlee sez: "It appears dat Meowmie haz reeched an uneezy troos wif da fleas. I still get flea combed twice a day and she has dem flea lights on with da stikky pads that we kitties cannot get into, and she still sprays lemonwatervinegar onto areas that she then kleens up and she also throwed owt alot of papers, and I get my Frontline monthly -- nuthin elss will do, speshally not dat horrible deadly fatal stuff they sell over da counter in da grocery stores and drug stores and big box and convenience stores oh my!!!