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Leave a treat for Molly
Nicknames:
Molly Malone, Mol-Mol, Baloney
Quick Bio:
Likes:
I LOVE people food...especially chicken. And I also love being petted endlessly.
Pet-Peeves:
I don't like being picked up, except by Mom, and don't come at me quickly, I startle easily!!
Favorite Toy:
Strings, shoe laces, anything that dangles
Favorite Nap Spot:
On Mommy's big bed or upstairs in the big green chair in a patch of sunlight
Favorite Food:
Purina One for indoor kitties, crunch crunch!
Skills:
I am like a "dog" in that I come when called, and I am a good mouse-catcher.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
I started life as a kitten born to a stray. A kind lady fed me and my parents until one day my parents turned on me and wouldn't let me eat! So the kind lady, Sandy, started putting my food out after the big kitties had left. I would purr and rub against the porch, watching her, but never got too close. Well, one day she tricked me by putting that food INSIDE and I was so hungry, I went right to it. She shut the sliding glass door behind me and I was SO scared I ran straight up the wall! Thankfully, Sandy had the patience to "tame" me and then Mommy took me. I'm a happy, loving kitty now--with a BIG appetite! :-)
Lives Remaining:
9 of 9
I've Been On Catster Since:
| December 16th 2004 |
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More than 7 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
98570
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December 20th 2004 12:49 pm
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Oh--my--God, I'm so traumatized!
Mommy let Daisy into the kitchen without WARNING me first and that little black and white TERROR surrounded me in a second. She was jumping and darting at me and grinning---I mean it! GRINNING---and I SWEAR she would have eaten me alive if I hadn't shown her how tough I was! I may be short hair but LOOK OUT if I'm cornered! Mommy almost laughed (the nerve of her!) when she took one look at me puffed out like a fluffy marshmallow. She had mistaken me for Bailey at first (who, mind you, is black and white like that DEVIL-Dog, Daisy) until she saw the gray tiger stripes, though fluffed into oblivion they were! I was a hitting-spitting-fighting machine! Boy, am I tough.
*Gulp*
Thank goodness Mommy rescued me and brought me into another room...*sigh*
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