We have two cats, Nattie (she's 15 right now) and Hobbes (he's 13). Both travel real well and have both their own distinct personalities (as you cats owners know about cat personalities).
|Nattie was named Natalie by our son, Philip. He and Kim were at Safeway when they saw her being given away in a cardboard box. They weren't sure what I would think of them bringing home a cat but I love cats so this was okay with me.|
Now....on to the purpose of this post....
We have given Nattie many nicknames over the years and, one day, we thought it would be fun to start listing them so....here they are.
You can see from the many photos Nattie likes to sleep.
|Her favorite position... in the warm sun in the front window of the coach.|
|This is where she likes to be when we travel down the road....in the front window.|
Nattie makes a sound like a squished duck when she's being groomed.
Oh gawd...after she poops....."open the windows and turn on the fans!" We will be sitting at our computers minding our own business when, all of a sudden...."ACCCCKKKKK". But, we have got her on new food so this is not a problem anymore.
Nattie doesn't seem to mind if she steps on keyboards, dishes, cell phones, etc. totally oblivious to the path of destruction in her wake. Hobbes, on the other hand, avoids all of this.
The Royal We
Because she was a cardboard kitty, we think she thinks of herself above her station and likes to think of herself as royalty.
The White Bengal Tiger
She likes to think of herself as a ferocious tiger when she's outside. Riiiight.
Sheena (of the jungle)
Another outside name when she's stalking a bird. Of course, she'll never catch one...she takes too long and is waaaay to slow.
The Boat Anchor
When she sleeps with us at night, it's impossible to move her.
|What? I left you LOTS of room !|
This one ought to be obvious. We feed her every 30 minutes because she has a sensitive stomach. This doesn't always work. (No photos for this one!)
She loves her space and, when Hobbes gets too close, she'll bat at him and snarl.
When I scratch her, I hold out a clenched fist and she billy goats it while she plays the Squished Duck sounds.
Nattie LOVES to explore. When we open a new drawer in the coach, she's right there to poke around.
|She doesn't do so good on the leash as Hobbes so we take her for walks in her Royal Coach. She likes to wave at her many admirers as we explore together.|
Sometimes when she's being frisky she'll tear around the house at breakneck speed....well, for her it's fast. More like a racing turtle.
Poor Starving Kitty
Eat, sleep, more eating and more sleeping....that's our Nattie.
|Feed me ! I'm STARVING.|
|Puleeeeeze, just a few crumbs....I promise I won't barf.|
Boy does she like to drink the water. We thought it might be a problem but nooooo, she just likes to lap it up and then become The Barfer.
She can be oh so cute.
Whenever there's food put down for her she gulps it down like it's her last meal no matter how much she's eaten before.
When we head off to bed at night she's right there next to me wanting to be scritched. "Me, me, me, me", she says.
The darnest thing....whenever any of us lay down, she's right there. We don't know how she knows but within minutes, she's curling up next to one of us becoming the Scritch Puss, then the Squished Duck, then the Billy Goat and finally - The Boat Anchor.
|Even my snoring doesn't wake her.|
Well, she a doll and we love having her with us....provides us lots of entertainment.
|FINALLY, you're home....I'm hungry !|