FinnishLapphund
There's no cow on the ice
Look how close to the ceiling I am, I don't know any other cat that have been as high as me, and I'm looking down at you beneath me, behold I must be the Queen of Everything
I've rejected 4 types of kitten food, and only randomly eats some of the 5th type of kitten food. But I don't want to be a little kitten, I want to be a big cat, and then I clearly needs to eat what the big cat eats. So when I came here last year, I quickly developed a taste for the diet anti urinary problems food suitable for fat cats that doesn't like to move much, which the old cat was eating.
Later the old cat switched to something even yummier, some diet Gastro anti urinary problems food, my biggest favourite this far, and recently I got the remainder of that bag all for myself, when the old cat had to switch to yet another food, this time for Diabetics. I only occasionally bothers with stealing a portion or two of that food.
If the old cat gets treated to wet food from pouches for cats with health problems, I also have to have at least a small portion. However, the feeder mashes together the old cat's wet food because otherwise she just sucks off all the yummy gooey stuff, and I draw the line at eating those mashed leftovers. That's for almost toothless cats, the oldie have told me she woke up at the vet clinic minus 1 tooth last year, and I still have all my teeth, so I demand my own portion of un-mashed wet food.
By the way, if the feeder doesn't obey my wishes, and feed me what I want, I take things in to my own paws, and teeth, and simply gnaw myself in to the cat feed bag/pouch of my choice, and serve myself. This of course also goes for any Dreamies, and other cat treats which I might come across in my Kingdom.
I've also gnawed in to some bags with e.g. dog food, and wild bird seeds, to test to see if I wanted to eat those things.
See how big my preference for big cat's food have made me grow
I have killed 2 snake-like things (phone charging cables), 2 dangly things that kept my feeder from hearing me (headphones), sadly she tricked me, and the feeder have instead gone, and bought herself some wireless small things which means she still can't always hear me.
My immense weight have smothered some of the feeder's favourite indoor plants (I slept, and bounced on them). I've forced some redecorations to be done to my liking, by pulling down a curtain, and eating on plants which none of my predecessors ever touched, so all of them have had to be removed from my favourite windowsill.
I've also killed the feeder's dad's hearing aid (my this far most expensive kill, but he left it within my reach, and it was making interesting sounds).
Talking about interesting sounds, I'm Chief Inspector of this grid in my feeder's bathroom floor, from where every time anyone uses water inside this room, it comes these mysterious, extremely interesting bubbling sounds
I'm also very, very generous. My feeder have many mornings woken up with things in her bed that wasn't there when she went to sleep. I've e.g. stolen a pen in the feeder's dad's room, and given it to my feeder in another part of the house. And one evening when my feeder was sitting in the sofa while watching TV, I had caught a treasure in my cat enclosure, which I proudly carried up a stair to the living room, jumped up in the sofa, up on a cushion close to my feeder's face, and spat out the gift so it hit the feeder in her face:
I've overheard my feeder muttering something about that this don't bode well for the future. It's my one weakness, I haven't been able to figure out what that means.
Yet.
Here's one of my paws, bye!
I've rejected 4 types of kitten food, and only randomly eats some of the 5th type of kitten food. But I don't want to be a little kitten, I want to be a big cat, and then I clearly needs to eat what the big cat eats. So when I came here last year, I quickly developed a taste for the diet anti urinary problems food suitable for fat cats that doesn't like to move much, which the old cat was eating.
Later the old cat switched to something even yummier, some diet Gastro anti urinary problems food, my biggest favourite this far, and recently I got the remainder of that bag all for myself, when the old cat had to switch to yet another food, this time for Diabetics. I only occasionally bothers with stealing a portion or two of that food.
If the old cat gets treated to wet food from pouches for cats with health problems, I also have to have at least a small portion. However, the feeder mashes together the old cat's wet food because otherwise she just sucks off all the yummy gooey stuff, and I draw the line at eating those mashed leftovers. That's for almost toothless cats, the oldie have told me she woke up at the vet clinic minus 1 tooth last year, and I still have all my teeth, so I demand my own portion of un-mashed wet food.
By the way, if the feeder doesn't obey my wishes, and feed me what I want, I take things in to my own paws, and teeth, and simply gnaw myself in to the cat feed bag/pouch of my choice, and serve myself. This of course also goes for any Dreamies, and other cat treats which I might come across in my Kingdom.
I've also gnawed in to some bags with e.g. dog food, and wild bird seeds, to test to see if I wanted to eat those things.
See how big my preference for big cat's food have made me grow
I have killed 2 snake-like things (phone charging cables), 2 dangly things that kept my feeder from hearing me (headphones), sadly she tricked me, and the feeder have instead gone, and bought herself some wireless small things which means she still can't always hear me.
My immense weight have smothered some of the feeder's favourite indoor plants (I slept, and bounced on them). I've forced some redecorations to be done to my liking, by pulling down a curtain, and eating on plants which none of my predecessors ever touched, so all of them have had to be removed from my favourite windowsill.
I've also killed the feeder's dad's hearing aid (my this far most expensive kill, but he left it within my reach, and it was making interesting sounds).
Talking about interesting sounds, I'm Chief Inspector of this grid in my feeder's bathroom floor, from where every time anyone uses water inside this room, it comes these mysterious, extremely interesting bubbling sounds
I'm also very, very generous. My feeder have many mornings woken up with things in her bed that wasn't there when she went to sleep. I've e.g. stolen a pen in the feeder's dad's room, and given it to my feeder in another part of the house. And one evening when my feeder was sitting in the sofa while watching TV, I had caught a treasure in my cat enclosure, which I proudly carried up a stair to the living room, jumped up in the sofa, up on a cushion close to my feeder's face, and spat out the gift so it hit the feeder in her face:
I've overheard my feeder muttering something about that this don't bode well for the future. It's my one weakness, I haven't been able to figure out what that means.
Yet.
Here's one of my paws, bye!
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Mildred sure looks similar to Fröjdis, that speckled black and brown with some orange streaks.