Tabbies & Friends

The Three Tabby Troublemakers plot new schemes to conquer the world, sneak tastes of my tea, enjoy stalking squirrels through the window, and napping on my books during reading hours.

~Mr. Guinness Cat~

(“Guin-Guin”)

Birthday: May 2006

Born in the rafters of a barn and the sole survivor of his litter, Guinness came to live with us after my husband and I moved in to our first place. We decided to visit the no-kill shelter for our first addition to the family. When I picked Guinness up in my arms, he purred so loud it made me laugh. I couldn’t go home without him.

Appearance: Biggest cat in Tabby House at 15 lb. Grey and black tabby with a ginger belly. Big handsome lagoon green eyes.

Favorite Past-Times: Playing fetch, lazy naps in front of the window, squirrel stalking, opening doors and cabinets, and bath time. Loves the bathroom, particularly for the water and will wait as long as it takes for drops to come out of the faucet.

Special Talents: Carrying two toys in his mouth at the same time

In His Own Words: I’m not fat, I’m just a big handsome man-cat. Oh, and by the way, “No Scouts Allowed.”

~Scout~

(“Scouter Pout” – “Goblin King” – “Baby Cat” – “Fuzzy Wuzzy”)

Born: Late Sept./early Oct. 2006

Scout was born under a coworker’s the porch. Coming from a large litter of mini tigers, Scout had to be loud and feisty to get any attention. My coworker brought Scout to work one day back in early December 2006. I had a picture of Guinness up in my cubel, proclaiming to all that I was a cat lover. The coworker left Scout on my desk where the fuzz ball quickly fell asleep on my keyboard. Of course I couldn’t resist his cuteness. It took a lot of coaxing, but my husband finally let me bring Scout home.

Appearance: Could be a calendar cat. Medium fur, gray and black tabby. White eye liner and white lips. Short.

Favorite Past-Times: Snoozing on human laps, stealing shinys and plastics, being held, climbing into boxes and bags, planning escapes, giving humans the guilt trip (he knows how to pout), licking fuzzy blankets.

Special Talents: Sitting prim and proper at the table, balancing acts on the banisters, lightning speed, being pretty

In His Own Words: You know I’s is cute. I’s is so cute that you can’t stay mad at me [lick, lick, nose kiss, heavy purring].

~Sonny Pie~

(“Son-Son” – “Kitten” – “Cutie Pie” – “Sunshine”)

Born: September 2007

We can only guess that Sonny got lost from his fur-mommy in the woods of northern Harford County. He’d been starving for days and running from all kinds of big scary animals in the dark. He was cold and bony. His paws were bloody and raw. One night in November 2007, he heard us walking out of my parents’ house and started to cry. My husband used a flashlight to trick this little kitten out from under the car and took him inside to give him a bowl of food and milk. He ate so fast that he choked. We calmed him down and called him “cutie pie” all night long. He road home with us, purring the whole way there. We hadn’t intended on taking in a third cat, but Sonny was family from the moment he called out to us that cold November night and he never forgets to remind us how thankful he is to have us.

Looks: Gray and black stripes and lots of white patches, including a small blaze of snow on his nose that everyone adores. Full white chest.

Favorite Past-Times: Playing fetch, eating, greeting everyone with a “merry little trill,” eating, bath time, squirrel stalking, fetch, eating, talking to birds, slaying spiders, anything that involves an adventure.

Special Talents: Singing, many languages – particularly speaking Harford woodland cat talk

In His Own Words: Treats?

~The Three Tabby Troublemakers~

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