I was adopted by Dad
in June, 1993 from a friend of a friend and have been terrorizing my sister,
Boo, ever since. When I was brought home I
was only about 9 weeks old and Boo was over a year-old and she was scared
of me. What a wimp! Today, I'm still smaller than she is but
I'm able to flip her over when we get to chasing each other around the
house.
Some of my favorite things to do are:
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Sleeping,
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chasing fake furry mice, pipe cleaners or wads of paper that Dad will throw
for me,
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opening various cupboard doors,
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attacking my sister when she least expects it, and
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jumping on the walls and sliding down them with claws out - this makes
Dad mad since claws and drywall don't mix very well
One of the things I hate the most is when Dad wants to pick me up and hold
me - I just don't really like being held unless it's on my terms.
Dad finally got pictures of me scanned!!!!!!
stretched on the floor after a hard day of sleeping on the bed
in a quite moment on Dad's bed keeping my paws warm
Yes, I know my fur has a yellow tint in this picture. Dad had
the light on in the bedroom.
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This page last updated 8/18/1997 22:30.