Killer
I am 5 (?) years old and female..Like my older companion, my owners have estimated my age. They say I looked like I was about 6 months old when I entered the household (1992). I decided I wanted to join their family when they (my owners) were visiting friends in Story, WY. I just showed them how loveable and friendly I was, they couildn't resist! I had also heard through the grapevine that they were looking for a companion for their current cat! Far Out... I thought! Boy, did I get a welcome from her when they brought me home! She is warming up though....It has been 4 years and time has a way.... You may wonder why I have the name I do. Well, they didn't want to give me just any name, and getting the right one turned out to be a long task. After a few weeks and a few hunting expeditions of my own, they gave me my name! I would bring home as a trophy all of my kills...from grasshoppers to bats...some of them were not even dead yet! I follow the old saying...
"Curiosity Killed the Cat, Satisfaction Brought him Back!"
Hobbies:
Eating! Chasing robins, squirrels...any thing that moves! Skulking in the garden. Napping on the front porch. Rolling on my back. Country Music. Drinking from the bathtub faucet (I learned that from Nefertite)
Pet
Peeves:
Dry Cat Food (yuk!) The Vet (need I say more?) Mad robins (okay, so I killed one of their own, isn't that the way it is supposed to work?). Heavy Metal.
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Who, me?
I love to roll!
Now, rub me!
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