Rest in Peace Tiggler
2/05 - 6/18/07
a short but love-filled life.
i'm spookie!
i'm a very soft cat, but i'm very nervous!
I will delete all friend requests that are not accompanied by a private message. Send me a quick note saying you added me, or even just a "hey" so I know there's a feline behind the friend request. All other requests will be deleted weekly. I'm sick of checking profiles dueto spammers creating fakes. Send a msg, it's that simple. Thanks!
P.S. to CREEPS: F*ck with me and I will make your life HELL! *HISS*
My name is spookie, that's with a lowercase "s".
I'm a female domestic gray cat with a white dot on my neck.
My white dot is very soft. I have no idea what type of cat I am.
Shometimes I'm wondering and get anxiety. Am I part Russian Blue? Part Korat?
Where do I come from? Shno fair not to know.
Guess I'm just a Gray American Shorthair. Oh :::sigh:::
I'm totally freaked out by any sudden noises, movement, and strange people.
I've never really been outside. I loathe the vet.
I like to look outside, but I don't like when those squirrels get too close to my window.
They freak me out!
I think I need Paxil.
String is good. So are ball toys with bells. Mousie toys. Anything that rolls.
Oh, and pens, batteries and stuff you can hide under couches and carpets.
I usually hide under the bed, or sit in the window by my mom's vanity.
I look out the window into the yard, but when too many birds come by, and then squirrels, I get a bit freaked out.
I then hide under the bed.
The doorbell can make me go hide under the bed.
Strange voices make me go hide under the bed.
You would probably make me hide under the bed.
If I'm caught off guard and can't make it back to the bedroom in time to hide under the bed,
I'll try to get behind the toilet bowl to hide.
My mommy brought another cat to my house for a few days once, and it freaked me out.
He was old and sick, but I didn't know! I was really freaked out!
I hid under the bed.
I have a photo of him in my pics section. His name was Buster.
I found out that he spent his last days here with us.
Then I felt bad I acted kinda dumb. I sniffed all over and couldn't find him for days.
Tiggler is the feral kitty boy my mommy caught and brought to the vet, and then to MY home.
He meows at me non-stop, as if we're going to be friends. Unbelievable!
He was trapped, went to the scary vet, came back with a cone around his head (ha ha ha!!!) and
his tail shaved because some bully feral bit it! Look at him. Sitting around my house.
Ugh! He's talking to me all day, all night...damn, shut up, kid!
Then it gets WORSE!!!
Mommy let this grey kitten come to live here, her name is Stella Blu.
She was a skinny kitten, but after her spaying, she decided food was her life.
Now stella is a fat purring, eating machine. But that's not the worst. It gets much worse!
His name is Morris. He came from upstate, NY. He was hit by a car, then fostered by a really nice foster mommy, and then my mommy said he can live with us. UUUUGH, do I ever get a break!?! Anyway, here's the other cats who invade my space...
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