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Coloration: Silver Tabby
Likes: My girl to be home from college, the horse's pasture, solitude, the outdoors.
Pet-Peeves: Other cats. People who are not mine.
Favorite Toy: Feet. Feet are fun.
Favorite Nap Spot: Anywhere sunny
Favorite Food: Oh, Gary brings nice food, but I like meat scraps from his house and the neighbors too.
Skills: Is fiesty a skill?
Dwells:
outdoors
Arrival Story: When I was young, my mom kicked me out of the house. Hurmph. I'm a princess, who would feed me and dote on me if mom was gone, I wondered? Well, beings as I'm the toughest, smartest cat alive, I decided to find my way. I had heard rumors of a house full of "cat-people" hidden away in this neighborhood of mean teenage boys. I decided to find that house. One day, I saw two young human-girls walking home from their "school." "Two GIRLS," I thought, "Could these be from the family I'd heard about?" I looked closer and - yes! - one girl had blonde hair/fur on her head, and the other red! They fit the description I'd heard! I made a beeline for them, meowing at the top of my voice! They stopped and looked aroud, until they spotted me. They crouched down and the little one held out her hand, they spoke softly and asked me to come over (as if they had a choice! I was already on my way!). They picked me up and I purred as hard as I could! The little girl felt my ribs and asked her big sister to keep ahold of me while she went inside. I was so excited to be held again, I didn't pay attention when the little girl came back. She set something down and they tried to show it to me, but I was to focused on making friends. So the girl picked up the something to show me again. That's when I smelled it - FOOD! I suddenly realized I hadn't eaten in days, and lunged for it, even as the girl was trying to put it down. I missed and bit her finger really good. She yelped and dropped the food. She was bleeding pretty good. The big girl put me down and I ate and ate. Later, I realized how deep I'd bitten that little girl's finger. I was worried she'd hate me and send me away. But she just rubbed my fur carefully. I decided right then and there, that since she'd been so nice and forgiving, she would be MY girl for ever and ever. So if any of you other cats are thinking about adopting her, forget it. She's mine, back off.
Bio: I have had three(ish) litters of kittens, and my family life is a sad story. When I was first pregnant, some nasty neighbor kids grabbed my tail and hit me against a tree. Boy, you should have heard My Girl scream at them. I lived, but miscarried my kittens. My second litter, I don't like to talk about. I hid them in a tree house where I thought they'd be safe. I went to eat supper. A tom cat got them. I can't go into detail, it's painful. My last litter is my success story. Two boys and a girl. Orion and Trey are my boys. Orion's a good kid. Bit of a mamma's boy, but what ya gonna do. Trey... well, okay, so he's a bit crazy and runs away for stretches of time. But he always comes home. And he's usually real friendly and fun when he does. Then there was my little girl, Christina. She lived for several years as the sole other cat that I allowed to lay claim on My Girl. She was affectionate and bright, with the most stunning blue eyes (got them from her Dad, Floofy Will). She must have been at least three years old when she ran astray of the mean boys and their fast cars. But she lived a very happy life and I'm proud of her.
Lives Remaining: 7 of 9
Forums Motto: Back off.
The Groups I'm In: Hey! You Look Like Me!, Febreze® Pet Odor Eliminator™, Multiple Cat households!!!
I've Been On Catster Since:
Oh look, my daughter is finally on Catster! Christina Marie. I've missed her since she got hit by the stupid, rotten, good for nothin, mean, scummy, nasty - deep breath...
I've missed her. I'm glad to see that she's found a computer over the bridge so that she can purr to me on Catster.
Well, hello. More cats, hmm? Worldwide? Are any of you after my people? My food? Planning to move in and crowd my outdoors? No? Alright, great. Let's all be friends then. I think all cats should be like you Catster cats - friends at a distance, who don't touch me or take food from my dish. I like this arrangement. I bet I get along with you better than I do real cats (and most people).
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