I am a munchkin cat, which means I have shorter legs than most cats. I am a torti/calico/siamese, which I'm told explains why I'm so outspoken. Some mean person long ago stole my front claws from me, but I still like to pretend I have them and will sharpen my invisiclaws on my cat tree, doormats, flat pieces of cardboard, and my turtle ottoman. Mommy and Daddy found me at the Oregon Humane Society
. They claimed they weren't looking for a cat, but they couldn't resist me. I came home with Daddy that afternoon, and lived with just him for a little while. Then Mommy and Daddy moved in together and I realized that I love Mommy way more than Daddy. I still love Daddy when Mommy's not around. I pretty much hate everyone else. I also hate baths, taking my allergy pill, having my toenails trimmed, cumin, doughnuts, being held like a baby, other cats, dogs, wearing my yummy sweater, wearing other clothes, car rides, the vet, and strangers in my house. I love floofs, my mink stick, my weasel stick, my beans, Greenies, chichen treats, kibbles, strings (yarn strings, chicken strings, steak strings, pork strings, bacon strings, string strings), making bread on bankies, spooning under bankies, being brushed, and making noise. I hiss at everything. I make popcorn in my belly when I'm happy (some refer to this as 'purring'). Someday I will burn down the house or destroy the entire planet. I haven't decided which, or when.
