About Me: Some awful person threw me into a dumpster when I was just a few days old. Luckily, that dumpster was behind an Indpls. vet clinic. No one really knows how long I was in there; when I was found, the vet tech thought I was dead. I was unconscious, and bugs were breeding in my orifices. Well, a LOT of treatments and 4 months later, I was finally healthy enough to go home. TONS of people wanted to adopt me...but my mom got me because a teenage girl who used to help out in the clinic had gotten pregnant and went into early labor in Bloomington. She was sitting next to my mom in a class when it happened, and my mom took her to the hospital and stayed with her there all night. After that the girl was so grateful, she called my vet and told him what happened...and that my mom was looking for a kitten to adopt. They all decided that my mom would be a great mom for me...especially because no one really knew yet if I was going to be a special needs kitty. Mom came to get me the day before Thanksgiving in 2003. Everything was great, but then we found out I was still sick. I had a really bad tummy bug that even spread to my eyes and my new vet thought I was going to die. Even once I was out of the woods, my vet thought that my eyes would never get better. But they did and now I run the house. I am really close with my brother Roman, so it was hard when mom went to law school and she started sending Rome to daycare. I started peeing on the carpet, so on the vet's advice mom got Res Ipsa for me. We're not as close as mom would like, but I'm not so lonely during the day anymore. What can I say...I'm just a dog's cat.
Nicknames: Ni, DevilCat, Fatty Kitty, Satan, Pretty Girl Kitty, KitKat
My Motto: Fine. I'll just do it when you're not looking.
Likes: I love going out on the balcony, and I ADORE the vet...it's one of my favorite places in the world. Mom lets me wander around the waiting room on a leash and I like to meet of all of the dogs and watch them go crazy...stupid dogs.
Pet-peeves: The squirty bottle mom and dad spray me with when they catch me breaking rules. I also DESPISE getting Furminated (it's this devil brush that keeps me from shedding so much around the house). I am also not terribly thrilled with Res Ipsa...stupid cat.
Best Tricks: Getting my mom and dad to forgive me...I just flash my big blue eyes and start to purr and rub up against them and I can get away with most of my bad behavior....stupid humans.
Favorite Activities: Ambushing Roman and Res Ipsa, hunting Res Ipsa, cleaning Roman's ears, breaking as many rules as possible, guarding the birds in the aviary, and framing Roman for various household crimes.
Favorite Food: I am actually a goat, I will eat ANYTHING, including Roman's dry dog food.
Favorite Toy: My brother Roman or my cat tree (depends on the day)
Favorite Walk: Around the vet clinic waiting room, or anywhere with most any dog. I really like dogs. They are a lot more interesting than cats and they're really easy to manipulate.