May 1, 2013
I'm WInk, and I've been selected to represent the HepCatz cats in a blog. I'll be sending missives from the home front and porch.
A little about moi.
I was born a poor feral cat in the woods behind the canopener's house. The canopener lured me into being affectionate with tuna and some well-placed ear scritching.
As a kitten, one of my litter mates brutally mauled me while we were feeding, and, after a terrifying trip to the V-E-T, I only have one eye.
I'm ok with that, I see more with my one eye than most do with two.
I'm a long-haired red cat, the most handsome of domestic cats by general acclaim.
Turn ons: Tuna, deli chicken, cream cheese. Taunting feathers and chasing the little red dot.
Turn offs: NOT catching the little red dot. Fleas.
Latest accomplishment: Staying out all night last week. The canopener will never know where I went. What happens in the side yard stays in the side yard.
Most embarassing moment: I'm a cat. There are none.
January 16, 2015
July 28, 2014
We're all, like, commercial
December 7, 2015
Mr. Fluffy Butt goes to Washington
March 19, 2015
A fez is a fez is a fez
December 12, 2014
October 31, 2014
Far, far to the bazaar
September 20, 2014
What the ... where?
September 15, 2014
Why, Hello .... Kitty?
August 29, 2014
While the canopener's away, the cats will play
August 27, 2014
August 18, 2014
american made show