Monday, October 12, 2009


You can imagine how surprised I was when @Jazzydacat asked to interview me for the Duckie Club! I was honored and thrilled. I’ve never been interviewed before, except at the Shelter when someone dropped me off. Dat was a sad day, so I don’t remember much about dat interview.

Meowie and I talked it over and decided it was a good time to “come clean” with who I really am. We thought instead of a formal interview, maybe it was a good time to really tell my story. I hope I don’t lose any followers over dis – but you see – I’m a BOY – not a GIRL! The whole scam started (not on purpose) when Meowie and her friends were discussing Twitter one morning and they all wondered what it was all about. M got curious and went exploring in January. Well, to get on Twitter, you have to provide something called a User Name. All she could think of was Ladycat3. Twitter accepted the name. Not knowing what to search for, she searched for CATS (her first love). Well, that’s all it took. Next thing you know M and I are tweeting. Pretty soon the picture went up. Once she was accepted and tweeted, she didn’t know how to get out of the Ladycat3 mode. She also never dreamed I would have that many followers in such a short time span. The more followers I attracted, the harder it became to tell the truth. So, @Jazzythecat’s request for an interview seemed like the purrrfect time to tell the truth. Jazzy had a good laugh when M emailed the idea to her. Now I’ve opened a new account in my name Mariodacat, so please follow me there. My name is really Mario– not Maria or Mary. (M probably should have let me open up the original Twitter account and we wouldn’t be in this mess!) M will keep Ladycat3 to use as a second account for pawparties, when needed, so don’t unfollow dat one please.

Editor’s note: **Since writing , Mario and Meowie haz decided to turn @Ladycat3 into @Mariodacat so dat dey do not lose followers. . Da changes shoulds all be done by Wednesday**

I was adopted by Meowie and Dad October 15, 2008 at the age of 3. I actually chose them. They had to put their Misty down about 2 months earlier. They couldn’t stand the empty house with no animal in it. They chose a Saturday to go “shopping” for a cat. Well, the minute they walked into the cat room at the Shelter, I walked right up to dad and started purring and rubbing up against his leg. He picked me up and said to mom “how about this one?” M liked me and petted me, but she also had her eye on Princess, my calico roommate (the snob). Well, it took 3 visits to the shelter, but they finally adopted me on October 15, 2008 because I was so friendly. Finally, my charm won them over! One of these days, I’m going to create a Blog and tell my life story, but I’ve already used up too much space by “coming clean” about not being a girl. As of this writing, Mama_Gerbil and her daughter, and now Jazzy were the only ones who knew the real story. Now everyone will know, and I feel so much better! I am a Boy – a Mancat really!

My new family likes to buy new things for me even though there are lots of toys left from Misty’s days. So one day Meowie was on Twitter and saw all the kitties with their Duckies. She thought it was so very cute and ordered one from @BabyPatches’ mama’s store. I was so excited when it came because it was my first piece of mail. I do love my duckie and nap with him quite often. I’m not into catnip really, so my peeps had to take the stinky stuff out – now I love the duckie. I just call him “ducky the duck”. Not very original, but it’s what I like to call him. Notice I said HIM! He’s looking very beat up because he lets me do almost anything with him. Sometimes he’s tied to a string and dangled above me so I can bat him. Sometimes he’s dragged on the floor so I can chase him. He never complains and just keeps on loving me back. I love my duckie and love being part of the Duckie Club.

Love you all,

Mariodacat (formerly Ladycat3)

Thursday, October 8, 2009

First Aid for Duckies

Duckies is generally very healthy however it has come to our attenshuns that sometimes our beloved duckies is hasing owies. How could this happen, you mite ask? Wot does we do to saves our duckies' lives? Foster dog Buttons has grashusly agreed to demonstrate her nomming teckneek which could result in owies to the duckie.

If'n this is how you nom your duckie, then this can happen. (WARNING - These pikshurs is grafik and not sootable for viewing by kittens and puppies.)

As you can see, your duckie will start to bleed out stuffins. (Thank you @LouPeb for allowing us to use your grafik and shocking pikshurs for edukashunal visual aids.)

So, I knows my mom has some of that stuff wot the V-E-T uses for owies and that seems to werk well for dawgs and kittehs and it comes in loverly colors.

Let's try that.

Okay. Now I knows this must be the rite thing to use to fix duckies:

Mebbe you should just ask your mom or dad to halp you and as a last resort, you mite has to gets a new duckie.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Jazzydacat & Daisy Boo duckie "In Conversation" with Petie The Cat!

Petie, please tell Daisy Boo duckie and myself about your early life:

I was bornded on a farm and when I was 1 year old someone decided I should not be a farm cat anymore and they sent me to the Humane Society in Winnipeg. That was the worst day of my little life saying good bye to all that I had known in the whole world. My now mama had recently had a cat go to the Rainbow Bridge and missed kittehs so much she used to volunteer every day at the Humane Society. That is where she first saw me! I was such a big kitteh that I was all alone in a big big cage. She used to come by every day and pat me and talk to me and tell me everything would be oks.

I got adopted out twice but both times for reasons I do not know I was brought back. This was the second and third worst days of my life. Just when I thought that I had a furever home, they would bring me back!!! By the second time, I would not even lift my head and had stopped eating. I was so depressed cuz I fought dat there was somefing wrong wif me and nobody love me.

Dat must have been very sad for you. What happened next?

Then my now Mama come and tell me that she is taking me home and that she will never ever let me go. The next morning my mama and daddy came for me and iIhas been here ever since. This day was the best day of my life when I found my real furever home.

We understand you haz a luvverly duckie called “Delila” – how did she come to live with you?

I have a duckie that is named Delila Duckie. She was sent to me via mail by @wildboutbirds, Honeybell. He heard that I wanted to has a duckie so he sent her to me. I called her Delila in honour of my good friend @DelilaGerbil on twitter who had recently gonded to the Rainbow Bridge.

Hazing Delila must be great fun! What sort of fings do you get up too? Any games?

Delila is a very sweet duckie. She cuddles wif me all the time and she lets me slobber all over her. Sumtimes we go out in the garden and she get to dig for worms. She likes to do dat. And you know what... sometimes she lets me toss her way high up in the air and then she come down "splat", but she never ever gets hurt. She just lies there and giggles and waits for me to do it again.

Sometimes she gets lost cuz she is little and mama and daddy has to go look for her, because I cry and cry for my Delila Duckie. She has turned up in some odd places such as laundry baskets, under da couch, under da TV and in the bottom of my bed. We always find her though and she tells me her adventure stories.

Delila is a great friend and I can tell her anything. She tells me stories too when mama and daddy are gone and this keeps me company and laughing for hours.

I just cannot thank @Wildboutbirds Honeybell enough for sending me such a wonderful duckie.

Thank you, Petie and Delila, for sharing with us your beautiful ‘happy ending’ story.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Care and Feeding of Your Duckie

Care and feeding of your duckie is very important.  Here are some things to remember about caring for your duckie properly.

Nom your duckie gently. If you nom your duckie's head off, he will not play with you any more.

Hug your duckie and say nice things to it. We duckies have feelings, you know.

Make sure your duckie gets plenty of exercise and fresh air.

Make sure your duckie gets plenty of tasty noms.

Show your appreciation for your duckie by getting him nice gifts.

And if your duckie wants, get him cool shades like mine.

That should keep your duckie happy!  Nom on!

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