Likes: Rubbing on people's legs, the bathtub, laying on feet, attacking strings on pants or the legs of wide pants, wrestling with and chasing Oliver, watching people take baths, giving disdainful looks, sitting in doorways, headbutts
Pet-Peeves: RAIN!!, Loud noises, especially thunder, being held for more than a few seconds, being ignored
Favorite Toy: Feathers on a string, laser pointer, anything that dangles from his owner's clothing, cat dancer, paper bags, straw-like stuff on a string (he goes crazy!), catnip ladybug (thanks Santa!)
Favorite Nap Spot: On top of the futon, wedged in between pillows; on top of the scratching post; on shelf above desk; at night, he and his brother sleep in the bedroom, on the desk, on top of books and papers; the laundry pile!
Favorite Food: Plain yogurt for treats; Greenies treats, boiled chicken, Inova Evo dry food
Skills: Jumping, chattering, making funny faces, leaping around like a kangaroo, knows the words "breakfast" and "dinner", winking, learning his name, making terrifying yowls in order to get attention and love; butt grabs in the middle of the night!
Arrival Story: Martin was adopted from the Humane Society. We were only planning on adding one cat to our lives, but we fell in love with him and his brother, Oliver, and couldn't bear to separate them.
Martin was and is definately the older, more mature brother. He knows what he likes and is somewhat more reserved. When we brought him and his brother home, Martin confidently explored our apartment and then signaled to Oliver that it was ok to stop cowering under the futon.
Bio: Marty is a really good talker, chattering all the time. He loves it when you talk back. He is so cute and peaceful, until he gets fired up and then he will chase his brother around the house for hours. He loves to be close to us, but doesn't so much enjoy being held. He is developing a thing for laundry, especially socks that have been worn. He loves to sit in the bathroom while someone is in the shower and he perches on the edge of the bathtub and knocks bottles into the tub.
Wow, what a year its been. Ollie went to the Bridge and then I was alone, but then Ollie sent sweet Mischa to be with me and then I was less sad. We moved to a new city, mums started a new job, pops started a new job (working from home again with me!), I gained weight, I lost weight, I gained weight again (18 lbs baby!).
I have to think positively, but its pretty sad to be celebrating my first birthday without Ollie. He is here in spirit, I know, but I miss cuddling with my little bro. Also, popsy is gone on a trip (he felt terrible missing my birthday, but it was unavoidable, sadly....) and I am inconsolable. I LOVE popsy.
But mums got me some great presents - new chewies and a brand-new catnip strawberry. And new kitty food dishes (mums thinks I don't know about them because she hasn't given them to me yet, but I sneaked a peak in the gift bag!). And a cool rubber brush that feels soooo good when she brushes me. Of course, I was more interested in the bag of my old fur than any of the new presents. So was Mischa.
Mumsy has started working funny hours at her job - sometimes at night, sometimes during the day. This means she sleeps funny hours too. So we have a new tradition - whenever Mumsy is sleeping, I go into the bedroom with her and we have some cuddle time before she falls asleep. She gets really stressed out and sad a lot, thinking about Ollie and other things, and cuddle time really helps her wind down. That's one kind of cuddle time.
The other cuddle time is when Mumsy wakes up - this is usually cuddle marathon time. She will move her pillow down to the foot of the bed and snuggle up by me - not TOO close, because she knows I will run! She pets me and gives me headbutts and kisses and we play the blinking game, which is the best game in the world because it builds trust - as if I could ever NOT trust Mumsy (except for when she tricks me and gives me heartworm medicine!). This will go on for at least an hour and it is fast becoming the best part of any day. It used to be that Mums could only do marathon sessions on the weekends but now she can do them on almost any day, since her sleep schedule is so weird!
In other news, its Xmas! Today I found a present! Hahaha - and I drooled all over it! Wanna know what it was, Catsters? A catnip strawberry!
Mums is kind of sad this Christmas because it is the first Christmas without Oliver. She remembers how great the last two were, when we all piled into the car and went to grandpawrents house and how Ollie got stuck in the ceiling - twice! Grandpawrents sent a great picture of me and Ollie from last Xmas recently - it made mums cry but she was glad to have it. Its in a frame by the bed now. I miss Ollie so much - he was my little twin and he is always going to be my best friend. But I know that he does not want us to be sad forever - just to remember him and think about all the times that he was happy and made us smile or laugh. And to try and give as much love to other kitties as we gave him. It doesn't diminish the love we feel for him if we love other kitties to - it honors him and what a sweet friend he was and always will be.
Ok, mumsy's eyes are starting to water now... I wish I knew what that meant.