Cooter Brown - Cat-Domestic Short Hair

About Me: Well it all started in Florida on a very dark, stormy, and scary night. The details are fuzzy to me because my eyes were still fused shut. Mom says that after a hurricane I was found in a barn, just barely alive, with no mother. At the time she worked in a grooming shop and a lady that brought her dog there thought it would be a good idea to see if anyone at the salon could take me and my sister. We were just days old and had been on our own for over 36 hours. Unfortunately there were others that did not survive the brutal heat and lack of nourishing milk. So, Mom took me and another nice lady she worked with took my sister. Mom bottle fed me from the time I was no bigger than a hamster until I was more than 6 weeks old. She worried and fretted and cooed over me for 7 days before I could finally open my eyes and get my first blurry vision of Mom. The vet and everyone told Mom not to get attached because many kittens bottle fed from such a young age don't make it, but I did. Eventhough the vet said I probably would not thrive, I have thrived-to a muscular 13.5 pounds! Since then I was introduced to my dog sister Dixie. We have great fun playing together and she was just a pup herself when I came along. In June 2005 my parents moved back home to Indianapolis. I really am a charming fellow, very hadsome, I just don't care for strangers that much. I have even won over Dad who never was "much of a cat person". I am also very much a "talky kitty". I get all excited and just go "meowing" around trying to get Mom or Dad to talk back to me. For the record, I am named after some character that drove a wrecker on the Dukes of Hazzard. That was my mom's favorite show growing up....so get your mind out of the gutter!

Nicknames: Cooter Brown (from the Dukes of Hazzard)

My Motto: I AM a black panther, hear me ....MEOW!

Likes: Stealing straws and playing with them. Hanging out in the window checking out what is going on in the yard. I LOVE Mom and snuggling in her lap and getting brushed. Dad is pretty cool too. I let him have fun pestering me.

Pet-peeves: I hate anyone in my house other than my family. How dare anyone else intrude into my castle!

Best Tricks: Oh-this is fun! I hide until "intruders" are leaving and then I "scratch and dash" from under the table by the door. I come when I am called-usually.

Favorite Activities: Totally kicking my sisters butt while we play fight. And of course making sure all intruders that cross my path know that I can do the same to them! Sitting in Mom's lap and "making bread". Have I ever mentioned I like playing with straws?

Favorite Food: As much dry cat food as I can get and Catty Shack soft cat treats.

Favorite Toy: Straws and my big sister dog, Dixie. Check out her profile, she is pretty cool!

Favorite Walk: Down the stairs to my food bowl.