Nicknames: Chowy, Chi, Chi Chi, Fuzzy Buns, Bushy Butt, Sir Ciao, Brother Man, HandsomeHandsome, Brofur, Brof
Birthday: May 1st 2001
Likes: Treats and my girlfriends (both human and feline). Having my forehead scratched and my tailbone patted.
Pet-Peeves: My sister, plumbers, not being given treats on time (10pm),squirrels invading my yard and front porch, car rides, being picked up
Favorite Toy: Furry mice (zeppos)
Favorite Nap Spot: My big cardboard Box with my tiger-striped blankie
Favorite Food: The fanciest flavors of Fancy Feast
Skills: I can tell time (10pm is treat time, and I can tell it to the minute). I am also the bloodhound of felines. I can smell anything and track it down.
Arrival Story: My first humans dropped me off outside the shelter in the middle of the night. The people who worked there found me in a tree in the morning. The shelter humans named me Bryce. That very day (coincidence? I think not) my human mom came there looking for a baby to adopt and she loved me right away!
Bio: My full name is Ciao-Li Chi Dino. I was named after actor Chao-Li Chi because we both have the same regal dignity, and after Mr. Dean Martin, the smoothest, coolest man of the whole 20th century.
Dapper Dudeness: My best features are my bushy tail, which everyone admires, my luxuriant mane, my high cheekbones, my long toe tufts, and what Dr. Rocky calls "championship whiskers." The one I consider my best, though, is my manly chest. I enjoy presenting it and showing it off at every possible opportunity. It is so macho, so manly, so very very furry. When I'm showing it off, my mom fusses over it and I curl my paws in pleasure.
Gentleman Ciao: I have excellent manners. Every morning when I finish my good breakfast, I find my mom, look at her and lick my lips to thank her for my good breakfast. No one taught me that; I just do it on my own.
Just a Gigolo: I love the womens! And the womens love me! My human girlfriends are Miss Millie, Miss Andrea, and Miss Khara. When I was much younger I went to the doctor's to get nuttered or something like that. While I was there I met my first kee-kat girlfriend, Sassy. We had cages next to each other and held paws. My mom said I must be a real studbeast to be able to get a chick when I was being nuttered.
Honors: Diary of the Day 6/30/08;
Cat of the Day 8/3/08;
Daily Diary Pick 8/21/08;
Pawty Palace's Prince of the Week 8/25/08: Dog Park USA"s Pawsome in Blue Photo Contest 8/29/08; Kit kat Club Honorable Member of the Week 8/31/08; PDPC's Royal Pet of the Day 12/5/08; Kit Kat Club Honorable Member of the Week 12/15/08; Best Lil Doghouse in Dogster's "It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas" photo contest 12/26/08; PDPC Member of the Week 1/17/09; Club Spin Best Dancer 3/6/09; 3rd Place, Dog Park USA photo contest 3/20/09; Purr N Woof Member of the Week 5/3/09; The Pawsitive Pawsee's Caption Contest Winner 7/20/09; C&D Cruise Line Prom King 7/26/09; PDPC' Royal Member of the Day 10/2/09; Kit Kat Best Dancer 1/21/10; PDPC Royal Member of the Day 2/22/10; PDPC Royal Kitty of the Month 3/10; Christian Dogs and Cats COTM 6/10; C&D Cruise Line Prince 7/10; 8/10 (with Anna) C&D Cruise Line Royal Couple; Our Daily Walk Fur of the Week 9/5/10; PDPC Royal Member of the Day 11/25/10; Christian Dogs and Cats Cat of the Month 2/11; PDPC Royal Member of the Day 3/10/11; PDPC Prince Charming of the Week 10/10/11; PDPC Cat of the Month 2/12; PDPC Cat of the Month 11/12; PDPC Royal Member of the Day 5/1/13
I've been a good boy about taking my pills. I don't spit them out as often as I used to when I've had to take them before. I'm also not struggling with the meowm so much when she picks me up to be taken into the bafroom so I can be given them. She used to call me Randall P. McMurphy when I took pills because I'd fool her into thinking I'd swallowed them, then she'd find them across the house in another room, mol! I do still try to run and hide from the meowm when she wants to pick me up, but once she captures me I'm just resigned to my drug-taking fate. We're halfway through the prescription so hopefully it won't be much longer before I never have to take them again. I do get treats afterward, but that doesn't do much to sweeten the deal.
Saturday the meowm noticed a big lump under my chin; sometimes it looked pink and sometimes dark, so it was scaring her. I was sleeping in my fan box when she captured me so it was easy for her to sneak up on me. I was so surprised that I didn't really fight when she tried to stuff me into the carrier; that's a first! After she locked the carrier door, I realized what was going on and started crying. I cried all the way to the v*t, and of course that is NOT a first! As usual, on the way there the meowm kept putting her fingers in the carrier slots to try to pet and comfort me. Once I licked her finger and that just made her feel even more guilty. Bwhahahahahahaha! We were a little early so we had to wait, and this beagle named Molly kept wanting to come over to inspect me! When we got in to see Dr. Rocky he said I had flaka...something, something, I don't know what, but basically it amounted to an absessed hair follicle. He popped the lump and it hurt, so I snapped at him and tried to bite him! That's a first, too, but he understood. He gave me antibiotics and the meowm has to rub the lump with Stridex pads until it goes away. We're just so relieved and praising God that it wasn't something much worse! Weezer's been hissing at me since I came home, since I smell differently now.
The meowm gave me the good news today that I'd been elected C&D Cruise Line's Prince for July! I couldn't believe it! My handsome gold eyes got really wide and I just stared in disbelief at her! Then I went and lorded it over Weezer, because she and Joe Gray were up for royal couple but our dear furiends Bella and Zane won. My sweet girlfriend Anna sent me a trophy cup and congratulations. I'm one lucky guy, all right.