My Puddy tats were never BAD KITTIES< they were just "juvinelle deliquents."
Yep there wasn't a day that would go buy that we didn't have some trama with the kats.
Fluff and Puff (i know real orginal names), were a pair. Puff was outdoor kat and Fluff was indoor cat, he preferred it that way on account of Puff going out everyday and bringing back treats for Fluff, like this one day I hear this intense meowing outside my bedroom window, Puff had a steak in her mouth, she was hollowing for her brother to come to the window and claim his meal, no kidding folks that is right, I would open the window and Fluff would get his treat and bring it in to eat and his sister wouldn't leave until he ate it. This went on day in day out,
She would bring him hotdogs, steaks, fish, mice, birds and the same ritual went on all the time. We just couldn't figure out where Puff was getting all this food from. Then we remembered across the back field was the grocery store and in the rear of the parking lot was a bin and we think she must have climbed into that bin everyday and she would come home to the bedroom window and do the same ritual again. If Fluff didn't eat up the food then she would eat the rest but not until Puff had his fill.
My other gorgeous orangefatcat called pumpkin, he was so adept at opening doors. When I would close the bedroom door he would jump on the handle until it would release and he would jump on top of me meowing and meowing to get up. Of course that was all the tricks he had up his paws, he loved flushing the toilet. I would close that bathroom door and he'd open it and play with the flusher several times. He brought out toilet paper, socks, and underwear and plant them in front of me . he was adorable but a terrorist never the less.
Spider was another one of my kats and he would come on my neck and suck it, gee I thought maybe he was a vampire in another life.
Awe Bandit was a cute kat, he was a food monger, his most favourite food of all was pizza, I swear he could smell the pizza being made at the parlour, as soon as the pizza guy was at the door Bandit was meowing and wouldn't stop until I sat down to have my pizza and one day he jumped up onto my pizza as I was putting it in my mouth. Well we had pizza everywhere but hey he didn't care cause it was all the more for him. I was never able to fully enjoy a slice as he wanted to eat it all right then and there. He was quite hilarious.
I have had wonderful adventures with all my pets. All and all in the year of 1998-99 I had 27 cats, finding homes for them was a hard task but alas each one of them got new homes and of course my Orangefatcat Hammy was the most favourite one of all thus my name. His antics would keep you laughing for ever. What a great big huge fluffy fat cat. I loved him so much, unfortunately when I left my husband I couldn't take Hammy with me to the womens shelter, so I left it with my son and ex. I told me ex that when Marco and I get a larger apt, we were going to take Him that was the understanding. However due to some strange illness he left for cat heaven at the tender age of three, my heart was broken. But I know he was the best of the best. I miss all my cats but him moreso.
So is the saga of the cats in the life of Orangefatcat.