Greetings!
Myself, Genie (Minister/Writer/Litter-Scooper), and my Hubby Adrian (Technologist/"Crunchies"-Server), are happy to have found this forum. Now that we have introduced ourselves, we get to the really important PURR-sons:
Our 5 cats:
Moo-Goo - (male. Black long hair. 27 pounds)
Pud (Puddy) - (male. Black/chocolate long hair. 22 pounds)
Squeaky-Girl - (female. Brindled Tortie. 10 pounds)
Spaz - (Traditional "Seal Point" Siamese male. Five yrs old and is darkening up now. Sparkling blue eyes. Sweet and as carmel pudding. 17 pounds)
Snoot - (Sky-blue eyes, color-mix coat: Grey/Brown/white. Male on the small side. 7 pounds. RULES all the other cats (no joke)).
We have a fully FUR-nished house!
82 pounds of feline.
FYI. Five cats equals:
Cat toys everywhere:
- ten "mousies".
- two catnip stuffed toy racoon parts.
- two scratching posts (three tier and a cave-type).
Ninety claws to clip.
A litter box the size of a small car.
Enough fur brushed out weekly to make another cat.
2 toilet paper rolls shredded each week.
All comfortable fur-niture pieces occupied by a cat 89% of the time.
No fragile vase is safe!
Five different soundtracts of whining!
Finding "ruffage" in our dinner.
No throw rug remains straight and flat for longer than two hours.
Midnight "Hockey Night in Canada" play-offs in the downstairs hallway every Monday, Wednesday and Friday! (Official tinfoil puck).
Strategically placed Hairball Landmines where and when you least expect them. Best form of detection: bare foot at 2 AM.
Regular "election calls" between rival cats. (The fur flies!) Thus far, we have a one-party system. Dictator Snoot - "The White Terror" - remains in power.
Five halters/leashes. Five cats. Five different desired directions.
As you can see, our house is stocked with purr-sonality!
Take care. :wink:
G & A
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Myself, Genie (Minister/Writer/Litter-Scooper), and my Hubby Adrian (Technologist/"Crunchies"-Server), are happy to have found this forum. Now that we have introduced ourselves, we get to the really important PURR-sons:
Our 5 cats:
Moo-Goo - (male. Black long hair. 27 pounds)
Pud (Puddy) - (male. Black/chocolate long hair. 22 pounds)
Squeaky-Girl - (female. Brindled Tortie. 10 pounds)
Spaz - (Traditional "Seal Point" Siamese male. Five yrs old and is darkening up now. Sparkling blue eyes. Sweet and as carmel pudding. 17 pounds)
Snoot - (Sky-blue eyes, color-mix coat: Grey/Brown/white. Male on the small side. 7 pounds. RULES all the other cats (no joke)).
We have a fully FUR-nished house!
82 pounds of feline.
FYI. Five cats equals:
Cat toys everywhere:
- ten "mousies".
- two catnip stuffed toy racoon parts.
- two scratching posts (three tier and a cave-type).
Ninety claws to clip.
A litter box the size of a small car.
Enough fur brushed out weekly to make another cat.
2 toilet paper rolls shredded each week.
All comfortable fur-niture pieces occupied by a cat 89% of the time.
No fragile vase is safe!
Five different soundtracts of whining!
Finding "ruffage" in our dinner.
No throw rug remains straight and flat for longer than two hours.
Midnight "Hockey Night in Canada" play-offs in the downstairs hallway every Monday, Wednesday and Friday! (Official tinfoil puck).
Strategically placed Hairball Landmines where and when you least expect them. Best form of detection: bare foot at 2 AM.
Regular "election calls" between rival cats. (The fur flies!) Thus far, we have a one-party system. Dictator Snoot - "The White Terror" - remains in power.
Five halters/leashes. Five cats. Five different desired directions.
As you can see, our house is stocked with purr-sonality!
Take care. :wink:
G & A
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