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Full Name: Lucky Stripes Nicknames & Phrases: Mitner Stripes, Gorgeous George Given B-day: July 11, 1993 Current Age: 14 Quirks: Jumps on my shoulders, buries himeslf in my hair History: Lucky was a case of either abandonment or irresponsibility. He was found by one of my nieces, running around alone and loaded with fleas. They tried to find his owner but no one claimed him or wanted him, either. They kept him for awhile but were unable to make him a permanent resident. They gave him to a friend, who in turn, gave him to me. If the truth be known, I hated his name at first and was going to change it. Lucky earned it by taking a trip to Indianapolis on top of a van in a set of box springs. I know what you're thinking...WHHHAAAAAATTTTTT????? I'd recently moved into my house when my sister was preparing to relocate to Indy. She wanted to borrow my Jenny Lind bed and came over to pick it up. The material on the bottom of the box springs was torn and we knew that the cats liked to hide in there. Both of us searched the box springs before we loaded them but I had neither a flashlight nor an overhead in the living room at the time. To make matters worse, it was growing dark outside. We honestly thought that the bedding was cat-free so we loaded it on top of the van. Any time things were moved in or out of the house, most of the cats would hide and stay hidden for hours. It never occurred to me that I might be missing one until Tammy called from Indy to tell me that Lucky had made the trip! Boy, was I shocked! Unfortunately, so was poor Lucky! I'm told that he poked his head out of the box springs when they were unloaded and that his eyes took up half of his face! Poor baby! He was fine otherwise, though and he got a big, rousing greeting from me when he was brought home! I didn't have the heart to be mad at him! He hasn't pulled anything like that since then! Lucky is a very active boy. Unless he's asleep, he's always on the move and getting into everything! When I lived at Mark's house before the fire, Lucky was the first to start exploring. We had to tear out the kitchen ceiling to do some plumbing. This was irresistible to Lucky! The bathroom in the upstairs apartment was right above the kitchen and there was a hole for him to go through. I can't count the times the upstairs neighbors had to bring him back down! We were always catching him upon the kitchen cabinets, getting ready to launch himself upstairs! Needless to say, we fixed that problem in a hurry! Any type of work done in the house is reason enough for Mr. Stripes to help! I was laying linoleum in the bathroom one day. If Lucky wasn't on the commode watching my every move, he was on my shoulders, peeking over them! He has a very sweet nature that enables him to get along with nearly everyone. He's adaptable, too. He's rowdy enough to play with Bruno (See: The 'Bru' Clan) and gentle enough to cuddle with Whiskers (See: The Older Generation) without repercussions. He's one of the first to cuddle up to one of the other cats. He walks up to them and immediately dips his head down in a bow before rubbing on them. When he's "on one" (See: Dif-"fur"-nitions), it's a whole other story! He'll slap at anyone in range with a disgusted look on his face! Fortunately, this doesn't happen very often. With people, Lucky is very friendly. He's usually not far behind Shades (See: The 'Bru' Clan) in being one of the first to greet a visitor. His greetings are usually to prop on a visitor's leg if they're sitting and pat an arm. If they're standing at the time, he might stretch up and surprise them with a pat on the buns! He's scared company more than once when, in an exceptional mood, he's jump- ed on their shoulders to greet them more personally! I'm used to it but most people are caught unaware. Lucky isn't a lap kitty, though, so when he does choose to settle on my lap, I'm not mov- ing until I must! Usually, he likes to literally bury himself in my hair from behind. I have a lot of long hair, so he just gets on the back of the chair and burrows in, kneading his paws, purring hard! He visits me at night, too. Since it's not quite as easy to burrow in my hair, he steps all over it while kneading his paws. He's so sweet, it's hard to get mad when his orneriness takes over! While you're here, if you feel someone patting your buns, it's probably Lucky, wanting a pat in return!
Play? You wanna play??? How dare you call me "just a cat!!"
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