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Oni

Cat → Domestic Shorthair

Orlando, FL
 
 
 
Last Login: 1 year agoMember Since: June, 2007
 
"Check out my wicked "milk-stache""
Age: 1[human year]
Gender: Female
Looking For: a pen pal
Available For: Messaging, Friends
Living With: Female - Single and Satisfied
My Claim to Fame: I am an adorable, tortoise-shell kitten living in Florida. I live with my girl person (she's...okay). She lives with her man person (who I think is super-cute) and two of their friends (who I also think are super-cute... Did I mention that I'm a total flirt?). I like to eat, to sleep in the window seat, and to attack human legs while they are trying to walk.
Nicknames: Milk-stache, Oner, Oni-chan, Dr. Kenneth Noisewater (aka: The Octogon)
Astrological Sign: Virgo: Aug. 23 - Sept. 22
Got Papers? I'm a poster child for the melting pot.
Spayed/Neutered: Yeah. So?
I'm Looking for Someone... Surprise me!
I Prefer a Connection... I have no idea. Surprise me!
Weight: 5-9 lbs
Body Size: Small
Appearance: Sleek
Coloring: Brown, Orange, It's Complicated
Markings: Splotches

My Favorite...
Tricks: Hiding (I'm good at hiding)
Treats: Hairball Formula something or other... Tasty!
Foods: Iams - Kitten Formula
Toys: This blue ball with a feather sticking out of it...Or whatever is on the kitchen floor.
Words: "Brrr?"
Noises: ***Scritchy-scratch***
Sights: Anything outside of the window
Websites: www.icanhascheezburger.com; www.stuffonmycat.com
My Dislikes: Empty food bowls and when all of the humans leave during the day.

Religious or Ideological Preference: Pastafarian (FSM)
Loner or a Joiner? Joiner - The more the merrier!
Fight or Flight? Run Away!
Intimacy: I run hot and cold
We Can't All Be Perfect! Litter Tracking
 
About My Family: I was a street tough orphan before some people found me and matched me up with my human.
I First Met My Human Guardian(s)...: ...At the rescue shelter. I was a skinny, gangly furball with a moustache. When they picked me up, I clawed at them spastically, and insisted on climbing up to their shoulders and heads (I make a fetching hairpiece!). Those weirdos thought it was charming and actually took me in!
Hobbies/Pastimes/Activites I have this one trademark pastime: I jump onto my humans, I pass wicked gas, and then run away before they know what hit them. It's a hoot!