My name's Gypsy. I'm a cat. I'm nine yers old in pepul yers. An this is my web paig.
Not evry cat has their own web paig! Now yu can lern all abowt me. My hobbies, pas-times, an what bein
a cat is all abowt.
Hear me talk!
(very faint - problem with microphone)
About Gypsy
Place of birth: Porch roof of a neighbor's house
Siblings: Two sisters (both tortiseshell), two brothers (both black)
Weight: Nine pounds, four ounces (as of October '96)
Gender: Female ("fixed") Eye color: Light green
Color: Tortiseshell (orange, black, and cream)
Breed: Domestic Shorthair
Date of birth: 05/06/88
What yu shud know abowt me...
I hav a coller wif a BEL on it. Nametag too; it's star-shaped. The coller, bel, an nametag are all dark
blu. It's embarasing an sumwhat degrading to hav it on alla time, but I suffer grasefuly. It dus help
keep flees away. I jus can't sneek anyware anymor.
I hav all the pepul in my howse trained. Well, besides Misha. She won't get up to let me owt at 4 a.m.,
no matter how lowd I cry. But all I do is claw open her dor, walk into halway an meow lowdly. Sumone
will get up an open frunt or bak dor for me. Whichevr one I want. Any time of day or nite. Lowd meow
by dor - owt I go. Fiv minuts or less. To get in, I claw at Misha's windo an tear the screan to shreds.
Then she lets me in howse, an I get to sleap on her bed sum mor.
I sleap alot. My favorit plase to sleap is my chair. Or sprawld acros my hoomin's bed.
Or anyware in my hoomin's rume. My hoomin's name is Misha. She gets mad at me when I sleap in the center
of her bed. Why? I ask. I'm only on one smal part of it.
My competishun, for atenshun an/or fud...
I'm not the only cat. But I was the only one alowd in the howse... until Sparkle showed up.
Ther ar FOUR uther cats here. Not fair. I was hear first. I hate them all. Espeshaly Toss. He always
pesters me, swats at me when I'm asleap owtside, an tries to steal my fud when I'm trying to eet it. I
wish he wud go away.
I ignor my sister Abracadabra. They call her Boo cawse she's timid an afrade of evrything. She has lawng
fur. I am alot prettier than she is.
Then there's Bandit, a Siamese (that means "lowd" in catspeek). She meows nonstop. She dusn't bother me
tho. She wil eet anything. I hav to compeet with her for snax when my family eets owtside. At leest I
don't resort to digging my claws into hoomins' knees an begging.
And the newest cat heer is Sparkle. She showed up in early Jooly, 1996. She's abowt two yeers old,
tortiseshel like my sister an I, and VERY frendly. She's talkativ, an very playful. Misha thinks Sparkle
is oh-so-cute becawse she plays with fur mousies an luvs catnip an snuggles, things I'm to dignified to do.
Sparkle tries to sneek up an scare me alot, which makes me yowl and screem, an makes Misha mad at both of us.
My hoomin Misha has her feeyawnsay Julian over alot. He's nise to me. Gives me lots of pets. TWICE now,
he's climbed a TREE to get me down when I was scared by a DOG. Sumtimes I try an lick his feat cleen. He
dusn't always apreshiate it.
My likes an dislikes...
I like to eet. I eet dry cat fud, but hoomin fud is much better. Like turki an chiken an
milk an beaf jerky an my absolut favorit - STRING CHEES! I luv it. An it's fun to play with. Sumtimes I
get POUNCE cat treets. I luv those too. My favorit flavor is the BLU kan kind - chiken, I think. Misha
an Julian share fud with me sumtimes. They don't want to always but I stare wide-eyd an seam adorabul an
starvin. They havn't cot on yet.
I don't like to eet mice. I do chase them sumtimes, an toy with them, but I don't kill them. They ar nasty.
I don't like ryding
in cars at all. I pretend to take it in stride, tho, especialy when anuther cat is in the car with me. I
just curl up on passenjer seet--or sumtimes on the floor on the passenjer side--an pretend like nuthin matters.
But most of the time when I ryd in a car I end up getting a bath, or worse, a SHOT! One time Misha an Julian
tuk me to sum big bilding (called a MAUL) an I had to get my pitcher taken with them, in a SANTA hat no less!
See? It's just so embarasing!
Sum horrabul things that hav happined to me...
Misha's mom sqwisht me in garadge dorr once. My hed was stuk betwean dorr an fram for FOUR minuts befor Misha
herd my cries for help. The only thing that saved me was that the wood fram was rotten an cavd in. I lost a
tooth in that insident an got a littel scrapt up.
In Janyuary 1996, I started chooin my fur off my tummy an bak legs, an it drove Misha nuts. My family started
callin me "nekkid legs". So she tuk me to vet an he gave her a bottel of stuff to forse down my throat. Pills,
I think there calld. I hadta hav a pil a day. I didn't like it one bit. For a while, I didn't choo my fur
anymor, an it grew bak quikly. But I started it up agen. Misha was not happy. I hadta take even mor pils.
Finaly, she took me to anuther vet and he sed to stop the pils, an gave me a SHOT. I finally stoppt chooin me
fur off, and its grown bak all nice and pretty now.
Last Novembur, I was taken to the new vet becawse Misha felt this lump on my nek and was wurried. The vet
operatid on me (very scary) and remuved it. It was a bee-nine toomur, and not dangerous. I had stitches in my
nek for over a week, and hadta be kept in the howse where I wud be safe. I cud not scratch my stitches at all,
and they itched! But my nek fur is all grown bak now, to.
Misha calls me the milyun doller cat.
Its becaws I always get attaked by uther cats late at nite or on holidays an she has to take me to emergensee
vet an pay alot. Once I broke my LEG; I jumpt from the garadge rafturs onto the roof of a car. I had to hav
this nastee plaster cast on my leg. An to maik matturs worse, five days latur I had to be borded at vet's--for
two weaks--cawse my family was leavin for vaycashun in Hawaii. It was awful. This is me with my cast on.
If yu want yu can Email me! gypsy@mooncrystal.com.
I wud like to hear frum interestin pepul, an cats too, I guess.
Gypsy Rose
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