Hi, Tyson here. Can you believe it's taken this long for me to have my say! I'm the precocious and outgoing one and think I should have had the first word. Well, I've spoken to Jenny and sorted that out.
She got me from the RSPCA. I'd been there since I was born and it took a long time for the right person to find me. I was a bit offended that I was "on special", but relieved to discover that's not the reason she adopted me. She was the only one to see my potential. The RSPCA described me as a "Staffy in a cat's body" - rather accurate actually! But it was that description and my lovely looks that attracted her to me.
I've been here for nearly two years now and settled in straight away. I love playing with the other cats and am always the first to welcome the newbies. Sometimes I'm a bit too friendly and in my rush to make new friends occasionally miss warning signs. My first encounter with Gus the Cat Killer was one of those times. She got him from the RSPCA too! but they didn't tell her he's not fond of cats.
When Gus arrived I decided to greet him just like I do all the others so I marched straight up to him and rubbed against his mouth. Oh boy, what a mistake that was - I nearly ended up as dinner! Luckily Jenny had him on a leash and saved me. How undignified! I was only nine months old but my life flashed before me and I wondered if that was one of my nine lives used up.
I'm such a friendly little fellow that I always give others a second chance. In Gus's case it was a third and fourth - but I finally learned to stay away from him. He even conned Smokey Dog into helping him chase me and Smokey Cat up a tree one day. The hide of him!
Just as well I can climb trees - I was "treed" the other day by the pig dogs from next door. They are so big. I've known them for over a year and I don't know what got into them, they are usually very friendly. I think they were only playing, but if I've used up one life already, I'm not keen to risk the others uneccessarily - so the tree looked like a good idea. Jenny laughed because she didn't know I could climb that high. I wasn't laughing though, because I had to find a way down. I was so high up she couldn't reach me. Well, needless to say I made it down and lived to tell the tale. I have lots of stories, so stay tuned.
And now a funny story about Jenny. When she was a teenager she went to stay on her uncle's dairy farm. They went to bring in the cows one afternoon and as she hopped on the back of the motorbike, her uncle told her she'd put the dogs' noses out of joint! She'd never heard that expression before and couldn't understand how she might have done such an aweful thing and spent a few days checking their noses! Haha. It turns out the dogs used to ride on the bike with her uncle and when she got on there wasn't any room for them! You can imagine how silly she felt, when she finally found out what that expression means.
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