El Dorado Hills, CA
|Last Login: 2 years ago||Member Since: March, 2010|
"I am a monster!"
Age: 2[human years]
Looking For: a purely functional union
Available For: Messaging, Friends
Living With: It's Complicated
My Claim to Fame: I love food, humans, and a scratch behind the ear. If you're a cat, just back off, or I'll scratch your eyes out.
Nicknames: Monster, Booger Butt, Boog-Boog, Peg-Peg, Peggity-Peg, and Peggy-Peg-Peg-Peg (high-pitched).
Got Papers? Don't ask; Don't tell.
Spayed/Neutered: Yeah. So?
I'm Looking for Someone... Surprise me!
I Prefer a Connection... Who said I was seeking?
Weight: 10-24 lbs
Body Size: Big Head, Small Body
Coloring: Black, White, Gray
Afflictions and Maladies: I have two personalities: Loving and predatory. Don't get any limbs near me during the second personality, only toys.
Treats: Food, a lap to fall asleep in
Foods: Anything, from fish to garbage
Toys: Things that wiggle like insects or snakes
Noises: Door opening: I don't like to be in one place for too long; Cat food clinking into the bowl
Sights: Open doors
My Dislikes: Mowgli and various other cats
For Friends, I Prefer: People to other animals
I Drink: Bowl Water
I Eat: Whenever I Can
Size Preference: No Preference
Grooming: Bathing is Fundamental
Clothing: I want no part of it
Religious or Ideological Preference: None
Loner or a Joiner? Loner - I hate other animals
Fight or Flight? Bring It On!
When Walked, I Prefer to Be: Wandering Solo
I Sleep: All the Time
Bathroom Habits: You tend to your business, and I'll tend to mine
Intimacy: I run hot and cold
Eat Poop? I kicked the habit
We Can't All Be Perfect! Litter Tracking
About My Family: Once upon a time, a guy owned me, but when he moved out of the house, he left me there with his old roommate. The problem was that Leela, the house cat, and I didn't get along. Leela had an owner, so Leela continued living inside while I got bumped outside. They still fed me, but I couldn't come in the house. I like climbing the big trees and chasing things outside, but I also love to be loved, and I don't get much of that outside. One day, I wandered into a neighbor's garage and caused some commotion for them and their big dog. Next thing I know, I was taken away to live in a small cage.
Well, the owner of Leela has a roommate who missed me terribly. I wasn't there to meow and jump in her lap as soon as she came home and parked the car in the driveway. I wasn't coming to eat the food she left for me. She found out I was at animal control, and came to pick me up as soon as she could. Then she bought me a collar with my name and her number on it, so that everyone knows I go with her. I guess that makes her my new family, finally!
I First Met My Human Guardian(s)...: Summer 2009. The first time she met me, I was still in the house, but the next time she came, I was outside and showing off my climbing skills on the trees in the backyard.
My Guardian's Favorite Story About Me: The story about becoming my new owner. She didn't realize how great I am until I wasn't there.
The Craziest Thing I've Ever Done: Leela, the house cat, has a kitten named Mowgli. Once, he escaped outside, into MY territory, and I could have killed him, that puny thing!
Also, one time the girls in the house were having a party. They invited people over and left the doors open. Ah, the food! There was cat food, then crumbs on the floor, then food still in containers on the counter tops. The humans were so angry with me, but I couldn't help it! Human food is so scrumptious!
Hobbies/Pastimes/Activites Eating, chasing small creatures in the grass, greeting humans as they get home, trying to make my way into the house, sitting on human laps, and napping.
The Perfect Day For Me: It would go like this: Lounge around outside on a sunny, breezy day, climb a tree, dart and sprint across the yard, catch a lizard to gift to my human, eat, lounge, and eat.
Relationship History: Wouldn't you like to know? I was living outside, au natural, for a while. In Summer 2010 I was neutered, and suddenly I don't spray anymore, and suddenly I was taken across the country from Florida to California. Now I live in a house and the new outside scares me to death, but oh, so many sights and smells! I just step very carefully. I can smell other cats, and I need to make sure I'm the dominant one, always.
Other Thoughts: I'm going to live with my new human wherever she goes. My human says that I'm going to get neutered in three weeks. What is 'neutered'?
Update: neutered is swollen organs, then teeny organs, and much less smelly smells, and living inside a house. Maybe I'm ok with this. Maybe I'm losing my mind. ...
I'm an outdoor cat. No, I'm an indoor cat. Um..I'll just stick my head out the door. I want to be inside. No, I want to go outside.