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My cat sweetpea cannot eat any seafood at all without throwing up.

I inherited my sisters cat but she lives with my children. She is called Tibby and beats up Jessie the dog (also inherited form same place and living in same place).
I have no pets
I might get a mouse they are small and no one will notice

My Cat Luke likes peas.

My Cat Lucky has a meow that is in direct comparison to her small size.

Flo is extremely intelligent.

I have two cats.

One is clearly AS--clever, sensory issues, will not be touched except on his terms. The other is inbred, highly sociable, and mentally ret*d.

I love them both.

My cat spends most of her time on the back porch.

My cat doesn't get high off of catnip. it does nothing for him.

Antony likes watermelon juice.

Cordelia cannot meow. When she tries to meow, nothing comes out. When she's really upset or tries really hard to make a sound, she makes a high pitched squeak.

Cordelia was feral born and was the only surviving kitten of her litter.

I got Natasha because someone dumped her as a 3 month old kitten outside my tehn place of work. I found her screaming at three other people who were all trying to catch her. When she saw me walking towards her, she made a beeline straight for me. I simply picked her up and she started purring. And since that day, I've pretty much been the only person she's liked.

I got Antony because he started showing up to where I was feeding a colony of feral cats by my apartment complex (the colony that Cordelia came from). He was obviously was (or had been) someone's pet, but he started hanging around more and more. Eventually he started inviting himself into my apartment for naps and a snack and sleeping in the car garage next door. One day he showed up to breakfast with a very swollen, untreated abcess, so I took him to the vet. Since then he's been my cat.

Antony has is slight pot-bellied. It's not ft really - it's just how he's built. Once a neighbor asked me if he was pregnant.

I rescued Lemony when he was 7 weeks old off an I-10 onramp in the middle of mid-day traffic.

Antony loves Popeye's Chicken

Natasha will yell at my houseguests when she's decided it's time for them to leave.