 "I'm handsome, not cute!"
| Home:Blackfoot, ID | [I have a diary!] | Age: 6 Years Sex: Male Weight: 12 lbs.
"Handsome as can be!"
"If I could just reach that pigeon that's on the roof..."
"Hi Uncle Lew! How ya doing Uncle Lew? I love ya Uncle Lew!"
"I need not say much, my giantness speaks for itself!"
"Am I in your way or something Scooter?"
"Comfy chair!"
"Ow, foot in my gut!"
"I wrapped up a gopher for you!" [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book] |
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Nicknames: Puffy, Puffball, Fluffy, Stinkpot, The Puffster, Wide Load

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 Quick Bio:
 Coloration: White

Likes: I like to hunt, try to sneak inside the house, get brushed, sleep, play with my sisters, be called handsome and buff. I like camo.

Pet-Peeves: The color pink, being called cute, being mauled by Zoe (the Punk), being barked at by the dogs

Favorite Toy: I play with mice

Favorite Nap Spot: In the sun, on the workbench in our garage.

Favorite Food: Mice, eggs

Skills: I'm great at hunting-I've caught mice, gophers, a seagull, and a muskrat

Dwells:
outdoors

Arrival Story: I'm part of the Miss Kitty dynasty- my human family adopted Miss Kitty from the pound several years ago. She's no longer with us, but her legacy lives on through several generations of her decendants, including me! Me and my litter were born in a tomato cage in the garage. When we were about 3 weeks old, my mother disappeared. My human family adopted us. They bottle-fed us, then started giving us solid food. Me and my sisters call them our " 'dopted parents".

Bio: Out of my litter of 5, me and my 2 sisters are still here. I like to play with my Uncles Lewis and Rev, and I like to play with Zoe as long as she doesn't get too rough. When my human family takes the dogs for walks, I like to follow along to keep an eye on them.

Lives Remaining: 8 of 9

Forums Motto: Mice fear me.

Being herded: When the Humans take the dogs for walks, Cindy tries to herd me. She'll get behind me, go to a side, etc. I think I like it!
Background from:

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I've Been On Catster Since:
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More than 3 years! |

I Was In The:
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id: 309868

for 1270 days

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October 24th 2009 5:43 am
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Here is a local new article.
Bingham County Offering A Buck For Each Gopher Trapped
BLACKFOOT - Bingham County is asking for your help to get rid of some pesky gophers.
They're a huge problem for farmers and landowners in the county.
Staff tells us gophers dig up the dirt right on the side of the road which becomes a hole and then it eventually sinks and makes a pothole.
This leads to thousands of dollars in damage.
So, they're offering a dollar a tail to trap some gophers and bring their tails in to the Bingham County Courthouse.
The gopher bounty starts next week and goes until they use up the $10,000 set aside.
I am already all over the problem. I have jaws like a steel trap.
I will be rich. 
November 7th 2008 5:09 pm
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I am a hunter. I take my work seriously. I enjoy my work. Sometimes I play with my food. Hehehehe.
I have a place in our field where I like to carry my catch. I eat critters there. I play with my critters there.
I do not need any help. When the critter tries to get away I run and pounce on it. That is part of the fun.
Today a lazy ol' red tailed hawk thought he could just take my vole, my meadow mouse, away. He swooped around real close above me a couple of times. My critter! I caught it. Leave me alone. My 'dopted Daddy came out and that hawk took off. I carried my vole to where 'dopted Daddy could see me better. He was impressed.
My critter. I don't like to share. 
June 16th 2008 8:04 am
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So the first thing she says when she sees me in the garage:
"yikes, Inkspot, that is a big, honking thing you are eating."
I know what she means. Yeah, I am just doing my part to rid this place of vermin.
You are welcome. 
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