My name is Harry Spotter and I am a Sphynx, which means I don't have any fur. I am just bald and naked and proud as can be. When I was home for just a few months mom and dad found out I had a heart murmur during a check-up. My first momma was upset that it turned out I had a heart problem, so she offered to take me back but my new momma said -No! They could never give me up, she even offered to give momma a new kitty and keep me too. But, momma said no, not at this time. So, I went to a heart specialst the vet reccommended. He prescribed a human beta-blocker every morning. I am 4 years old now and feeling fine-cold sometimes but fine.
I had a sister Lady Harley that passed away at age 14. She was like a momma to me. I miss her. My life was very lonely without her so mum and dad got me a new sister named Fiona. What a pest! You will have to read my blog to find out why.
By the way you may notice I sometimes speak in British slang on my posts. Love speaking in slang, so much fun. I also have an affinity for all things British. I love my Bowler, Brolly and Butty sandwiches. Cheerio!
Good morning my fellow chaps and chapettes: Today I will discuss what makes me the perfect British mancat. As you can see I am a Sphynx of British descent. I have no true eyebrows or whiskers - this is caused by a recessive gene. This mutation changed not only my hair length but also my body type, so that I do not merely look like a domestic cat without hair. I look like an entirely different species. In cats with normal coats, their hair regulates body temperature, and the Sphynx's lack of hair causes me to sweat and also makes me warm to the touch. I never have a bad hair day, get mats, or cough up hair balls. This enables me to always look dapper.
I have a long fine and muscular body, barrel-chested, with long slim legs and small manly paws. My tail is long, thin and hard. My neck is is long and supports my head and Bowler. My neck is slightly longer than it is wide. My ears appear disproportionately large, wide at the base and round-tipped - perfect for wearing hats. My eyes are deep-set and slanted giving me that manly look. My skin has the texture of chamois and some Sphynx may be covered with a very short down fur.But I am truly naked, not a floor, fur or down fur on my sleek body. Inside my ears and on my feet, I have short, tightly packed soft hair. My skin is very wrinkled and I retain as many wrinkles as possible, especially on my head. This gives me my rugged good looks and also provides me with much needed insulation. The lack of a thick insulating coat makes the me very warm to the touch. On cold days I do like a cardigan to keep me warm. Although I do not have hair that needs to be combed, I do secrete an oil from my skin and require frequent bathing.
I am a champion purrer, and I am very people-orientated and affectionate. I love attention and greet my mum and dad when they come home . I am very talkative and love to speak in British slang. I am highly intelligent, playful, cuddly, often described as being "part dog, part child, part monkey, and part cat" - I like to snuggle next to mum and dad when they sleep - under the covers of course. I love playing with cat toys and soccer balls, and I love to play fetch. See- part dog. Most of all, I really love affection., and I can be quite a clown. You can see this all adds up to make me the perfect flatmate as well as the perfect British Mancat.
Update on the wee little chap, MRI test results are in, no mass, no blockage, just a minor heart murmur that will go away on it's own. Well, all this talk has made me quite knackered. Now I need to spend a penny , eat a butty and a bowl of double cream and then take a long kip. So Cheerio, Hip Hip Hooray, and all that other stuff!
A big Thank you to Zoolatry for the 2010 Shining Star Award. It's Brillant, absolutely Brillant!