This is my first attempt at blogging, so it should pose to be a challenge, well not really as I love to walk across the keyboard from time to time.
Hello, my name is Sakura and I am a Bengal cat. If you don't know what a Bengal cat is, then I will educate you. The breed is developed by breeding a Egyptian Mau which is a domesticated cat from Egypt with an Asian Leopard. After about five inter breeding's, well you come out with a pretty domesticated Bengal. I still have some wild cat in me and have a tendency to be very vocal about it. My mum says I sound like a big wild cat. Believe it or not, I am only about five pounds.
I was adopted by my mum and her daughter as my human left myself and my brother with a bad man who did not want us. So the bad man was going to take us to the pound and my adopted mum said NO WAY. My brother went with another family. My mum and her daughter fell in love with me and they take really good care of me. I am pretty spoiled and I sleep pretty much where ever I want. I love to sit in the window and watch the birds outside, my whiskers twitch and I get really excited and make low rumbling noises. Maybe some day my mum will let me go out and try to catch one.
My name means Cherry Blossom in Japanese, but trust me I am no Cherry Blossom. I can be pretty mean to the other cats and one in particular whose name is Indiana Jones. Indy as he is called weighs about 18 pounds and when he comes in the house I don't like it so I beat him up. He is a woosie and runs to the door to go out.
There are five other cats who live with us, besides Indy, but they like to be outside. They are Pygmy who is 1 and she is mostly black and fat and has a kink in her tail. Cleo who is about 15, she is called a Torbie and is pretty. Precious is about 16, she is a gray calico. Slinky is about 8, and she is a full blood Egyptian Mau, and Zip the Cat is about a year and he is a handsome tabby. Zip is a feral cat and was rescued at from a local water park in Fresno. He is still pretty wild and will only let the daughter catch him.
Let me tell you about my life here with my adopted family. When I was a little kitty, I was so small I could sit in my mum's hand, and I am not much bigger than that now. When my dad found out the bad man was going to take us the the pound, he called my mum and she said to bring me home. My dad put me in a box and I had to ride for an hour and a half in the box to get to my new home. I was so upset so I yowled like a big cat all the way to my new house. The poor man who drove me home said he was ready to pull his hair out. (what ever that means, I just lick my hair).
I love catnip and have figured out how to pull the top off the plastic container and help myself. One day my mum came home and guess what, I had found the catnip and it was all over the floor and I had really enjoyed myself. I rolled in it and my mum said she could smell the catnip for days.
Don't dare leave the lid up on the lu, I love playing with the TP and will unroll the entire thing in the lu. My mum gets upset and yells "Damn Cat" I know I am in trouble when I hear those words and I run and hide for a couple hours until she is not mad anymore. If the roll of TP is left on the counter, I will just knock it on the floor and hold it with my front feet and kick it with my back feet until it is shredded all over the floor. So much fun to do and I just sit and watch my mum clean up the mess.
One night I am not sure what happened, but my mum got up and got dressed and went outside with the flashlight and was calling my name really loud (mind you I am not allowed outside) my mum called and called and dad came out and asked her what she was doing, she said she was looking for me. Dad said "your cat is sitting inside the door watching you through the window!" My mum walked back in the house and went to bed. The next day, my dad asked her what she was doing outside looking for me in the dark, my mum told him he must be crazy because she did not do that. Dad told me he thinks mum was sleep walking. MOL MOL. Stupid humans!!
Recently my mum bought me a cat tote and she calls it my car. Mum will bring out my car and say "Sakura, do you want to go for a ride?" Well that is about the best thing, I jump in and meow at her to drive me around. I love it and if she stops, I meow again. My mum said that we have to try to go in her car someday and see how I act. I can almost promise you it will be an adventure to write about. More later. Tweet me at twitter look for Sakura_Kat. Check out my ads on my blogs. I hope you like them.
