Birthday: February 1st 2007 Coloration: Van Blue-Cream and White Likes: I love to eat human food. Mommy tried to keep it away from me, but somehow I always manage to get it. Pet-Peeves: I don't like when strangers try to hold me, it's scary. Favorite Toy: I like the chirping birdie and the feather boa, oh but the red one not the green one. I also like that stuff in the tub and sink, I think they call it water... Favorite Nap Spot: I love to nap on the chair under the table and curled up by mommy's knees. Favorite Food: I love every kind of human food, eventhough I am not suppose to have it and mommy scolds me when I get it out of somewhere. Skills: I can open cabinets and get things out of the trash can without making a sound or knocking it over! Dwells:
indoors Arrival Story: A friend of my mommy's found me in one of the feral colonioes she cares for. She thought it was strange she had not seen me there and did not think I belonged there. She trapped me and got me fixed, but before releaseing back to the colony she realized that I was not feral at all! She got a hold of my mommy to see if she could foster me and find me a good home. Well, it turns out I only like mommy and didn't really take well to the strangers that came to look at me. Mommy says I just didn't show well at adoptions. She realized then that I had chosen her to be my mommy and adopted me!! Bio: I am a sweet, graceful girl who loves only mommy. Daddy is okay as long as he doesn't try to pick me up. I am shy around guest, unless I'm hungry. I love to play with my sisters and my foster siblings. I am a bit of a cookie monster and mommy caught me one time taking a bite of her cookie when she wasn't looking. But she can't stay mad at me, she just laughed when I quickly took a bite and ran off with my piece of cookie. One time mommy made mole rojo and chicken. Daddy forgot he wasn't suppose to put the chicken bones in the trash and when mommy came back from walking my brother Howie, she caught me red pawed! My face and paws where covered in mole rojo and I was trying to get as much chicken off the bones as possible. Mommy couldn't believe that it was not too spicy for me, but I guess I will do anything for food. Lives Remaining: 9 of 9 Forums Motto: Can I have what your eating?
Mewomy came home the other day with a new collar fur me. She told me I had to wear it. Well... after unsuccessfully hiding it in the sofa, under the sink and sitting on it, she came home with a new one. Well this kind is not the same and when I tried to take it off. Pulling with my hind paws to get it to snap.... I got it stuck in my mouth. While all this is going on meowmy just sat there and watch, then she has the nerve to say to me (as she is getting the collar out of my mouth) 'I told you not to try to take this one of, now you'll learn not to take them off'. The out rage. I still don't understand why I have to wear it, I don't go outsido it's too scario. Meowmy says it's because I have a clipped ear and since I'm such a spooky cat, if I were to get outside and get lost the pet police would take me away and I would probably never come home. So she says that even though I have the chip, I have to have a visible ID tag so the pet police can see that I am a house cat. At least our new tags are nice. Mine matches my blue collar which has rhine stones. It is blue and has a purrty flower.
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