this is scout. the smartest cat I know. she's the closest thing I've ever had to a daughter. soft fur, sharp claws, sharp teeth. can't talk, meows instead. I once took it upon myself to create an IRC catbot version of her, but the whole idea got stale after some guy took the catbot concept and changed it to a dog (look for dingo on irc.netcom.com:6668, it even has some original scout code in it!). approximate weight: seven pounds. Measurements: twenty nine inches long (including tail), eleven inches tall, twelve inch tail (yes, I measured)

the beginning: I got her as a birthday present. september first, nineteen ninety four. and all I wanted was a talking Cryptkeeper doll. I don't really know when she was born, but I figure it to be around the beggining of july.

habits: seems to sleep alot. eats pretty much anything I give her. Friskies Ocean Whitefish canned food seems to be her favorite at the moment. she actually caught a mouse once. really likes to be outside. that's where she gets into trouble.

trouble: the most feared cat in her territory. she's not that big, but she's a mean one. entertains herself with feline terrorism. chases all cats in sight. swats at them. really just playing, but I don't think the others have figured that out yet. kills birds. once, jumped into an open car window and got towed to the county fairgrounds, about ten miles away. Good thing she had her tags on. lost her tags the next day. recently got lost for two days and dislocated her tailbone. she got to spend six weeks in a cage. that cost me four hundred bucks. I'm working on getting the x-rays. the vet is using her spine x-ray as an example of a perfect feline spine. she's gonna be famous in the world of vet medicine. she's pretty insane.

insanity: violent mood swings. one second, she's the mellowest cat in the known universe, the next she's set shredding you to pieces. she can smell blood. I know it. the underside of the human forearm is her favorite place to attack. you can tell she's in attack mode, her tail wags like crazy. I'm not sure if she's actually angry, if she's just playing or if she's totally nuts. too bad cats can't talk. I have a feeling she'd be quite a case.

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