Hi, I'm Missy.

I'm a tuxedo short hair. I'm the boss in this house, and what
I say goes. I keep the other two in line. Spiffy is my
real brother and Bandit is my pesky adopted brother. I always have to
be on the look-out so nobody laughs at me, cause I'm the boy
named Missy.

My dad calls me "muscle man" because I weigh 18 lbs. and
I'm short and compact. All solid muscle. Also he thinks I've got springs in
my legs 'cause I can jump real high. We play catch with my
lambie toy and I can catch it even if he throws it real
high. Mom says I'm like a human baby 'cause I lay in her
lap on my back just like a baby.

I'm a good bug catcher too, when I spot one I chatter like
a squirrel, just to make sure everyone knows about it. When
dad had his snake and tarantula, I would lay on top of their
cages, just to keep a eye on them. That way they couldn't
get out and bite my mom and dad. But they didn't understand and
kept telling me to get down.

I also have to meow and jump up on the freezer to
remind mom to give me a good brushing. Sometimes just to have fun,
I flip on the light switch in the hall or turn on the tv.
They always get a good laugh out of those tricks.

Even though I'm a tough guy I don't go outside. It could be
hazardous to my health out there. The way it is, I only have
one problem, I'm a sensitive kitty. My tummy gets upset real easy and
I throw up a lot. But mom and dad take real good care
of me and I love being number 1.

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This page is dedicated to the memory of Sensei Sass A. Frass.
We will miss him and remember him always.

Missy, the Tuxedo Warrior

The Master