Tilly

I'm an amazing silver tabby machine, a well-muscled girl built for explosive power.

Birthdate: Around October 31, 2000

Nicknames: Tilly the Tank, Zen Kitty, Silly Tilly, Tough Girl, Tilly the Terminator, Tillybuster (and when I eat, it's called a Fillitillybuster), Tilly Bear (the all-time favorite name), Huggybear, Chunky Monkey

Favorite toys

• Toy Mice
  
  I love toy mice, the kind that have a good weight to them so that they thud when they hit the ground. I used to have fur mice, my favorite, until the Great Mouse Butt Eating Incident. After that, Mom took them away. I rip the tails off my mice when I get them, unless Lola beats me to it.
  
  

• Mom's Fingers and Toes
  
  And she thought I'd outgrow this...bwahahaha!
  
  

• Lola's Toys
  
  Whatever they are, I want them!

Favorite Games

The nap-bath-fight game is a good standard. Oh, and the race around the house--there's one that never gets old. "Jump on Mom's phone and make the loud dial tone" is fun, too. Gosh, there is just so much fun to be had!

Personality

I like people. A lot. When someone visits, I go right up to him or her and say hello with a quick head butt. Everybody's my friend!

I'm zen kitty. I am "in the moment" at all times. There is no past, there is no future. I believe you need to do whatever is right for you for a given situation. My motto: no baggage.

I have a brand new soul. Everything is new to me. I fear nothing. Cool, eh?

Mom calls me ammoral, but that word is too big for me. She says I'm like Xena, before she reformed and left her warlord ways. Whatever!

My Relationship with Mom

Mom and I went through an awkward patch. She said I was acting like a 15 1/2 year old tomboy. I don't know what the heck that means, but I do know that she tried to hold me way too much. I'm tough, dammit! Yeah, I used to crawl up and her chest and nuzzle her, but I was a kitten back then...I mean, I'm all grown up now! Well, almost.

Anyway, I noticed that Lola was lookin' pretty darn smug while curled up in Mom's lap, and there is something just not right about that, so now I've decided to stake my claim.

Mom messes with me a lot. She doesn't mess with Lola this way. She likes to turn me upside down and put her hand on my face. What is up with that?

Even so, I like to hang out on her lap in the morning and purr. I love it when she plays mouse with me. She throws the mouse and I bring it back to her. She can be a pretty good Mom when she wants to be.

My Relationship with Lola

Lola is heavy. She's always lookin' at me funny. Sometimes she beats me up just because I get in Mom's lap, like she owns Mom or somethin'. So I steal her toys. Then she steals my treats and says I didn't eat them fast enough. So now I steal hers.

I gotta admit that Lola can be fun to play with. She's fun to bite, too. Heh, heh, heh.

Special Talents

I can play with two toys at once, and am working on doing three at once! If Mom throws a mouse for me and a ball for Lola, I'll get both of them at once! Lola doesn't seem to react well to this, but hey, if she's too slow, that's not my fault.

I speak a special language called Tillinese. Mom says she has never known a cat who can mutter and mumble like I do. But, you know, it's part of the "no baggage" approach...I talk everything through immediately.

Quirks

When I'm sleepy, I sometimes I start missing my cat mommy, and so I knead on Lola. She doesn't appreciate the compliment.

I used to run away from my business after using the litter box. Now I dig really really really deep holes to hide it. Really deep.

I won't eat anything but canned food and shredded fish treats. No dry food and no other kind of treat. I mean, that other stuff is not really food; you can't fool me.

Mom and I like to celebrate Totally Tilly Sundays. That's the day when I stay in Mom's lap as long as possible. It's just a slice of the Tilly Cat Good Life.

Lola and Tilly are here thanks to the volunteer efforts
of the Home At Last rescue organization.