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Nicknames: Miss Kitty, Ginger Binger, Gingerita, Brat Cat

Quick Bio:
 Likes: Napping, jumping on clothes when Mom is trying to fold them, getting scratches on the head and nose...

Pet-Peeves: When Mom decides to clip my toenails, having my tail pulled on, being told not to do something.

Favorite Toy: Door hangy mouse, Mom's hair bands, those little 99 cent mice.

Favorite Nap Spot: Anywhere in the sun or on the "crappy couch", which shall now be known as the KITTY THRONE.

Favorite Food: I like the water from canned tuna. And that Purina Indoor Cat formula food isn't too bad either.

Skills: Well - when playing with my door hangy mouse, I tend to do somersaults in an effort to catch it.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story: I adopted her from the House of Mews here in Memphis. She was the first cat I had contact with and she was super friendly - also good with children (important since I have a 10 year old sister). I tried to see what other cats were around, but she was the one I ultimately wanted - just the perfect personality for me - easy going, sweet, and likes to be petted (most of the time). What more could a momma want?

Lives Remaining: 7 of 9

The Groups I'm In:
Cookie & Candy Cats, Flower Felines, Friends of the House of Mews, The Social Cats

I've Been On Catster Since:
| December 18th 2004 |
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More than 7 years! |

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id: 99378

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December 19th 2004 9:55 am
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So, my mommy periodically goes out and comes back with bags of stuff. This time she brought me the COOLEST cat toy ever. It resembles one of those things that grow out of the ground, but it was still different. It had a switch on the bottom and changed colors! How strange! There were also weird things that hung off of it. I got up to where it was and started batting at it, but here comes my mommy telling me to stop. What is that all about? Each and every time I try to play with my new toy, my mommy comes up to me and tells me no. Why mommy why? I really like my new toy! Why in the world can I not play with it?
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