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| Name: |
Storm
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Age: |
Six years old
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| Gender: |
Female
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Kind: |
Domestic Short Hair
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| Home: |
Orlando, Florida, USA
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I
was born next door and when I was about ten weeks old I was taken one yard
over to live. Storm became my name because I was a nonstop explosion of
energy that left a path of destruction wherever I went just like a hurricane
or tornado. I could easily outplay everyone in the household and still go on
and on. But sometime just after my first birthday I woke up one day, took a
big sigh, and decided that I was tired. No longer was I a fiery ball of
energy but was content to spend my days relaxing around the house. I never
did have the wanderlust and am satisfied to travel in my little circle not
ten yards from home. I generally don't like to chase things (that would
require an effort) but I do like to study and scrutinize all that I see.
Unfortunately, this lack of physical activity has caused me to lose my
girlish figure. I soon earned the monikers "Miss Butterball" and "Sweetie
Pie" which exemplify my voluminous mass but as far as I am concerned that
just means there is more of me to love.
Isn't my coat absolutely beautiful? My fur is as soft as the dandelion fuzz
that blows in the wind. I wear a necklace with an amber gem befitting the
regal queen that I am. But what most find attractive are my startlingly
emerald green eyes. Gazing into them is like getting lost in the deepest
green jungle or drowning in the clearest of tropical waters.
I have the reputation of being a prude and that I have a fussy, finicky,
moody and independent attitude. I believe the proper term is "cattitude" of
which I am a prize exhibit. I do as I please, when I please. It's all about
me. However, deep down (way deep down) I have a softer side that occasionally
surfaces. There are three other boy cats in the house that I preside over.
They drive me nuts with their constant horseplay and running around. They try
to get my goat but I just hiss and spit in their faces and they back off
fast. Geez, can't a girl just have some peace and quiet?


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