Orange You Glad You Finally Met Simba?!

Hello Everyone!

I'm starting to get you acquainted with, Simba, so I figured the best way of doing so is to tell you about some of the hysterical stories of when he was a young orange lad. When we first took Simba in everyone loved him;  even the cat haters and the allergics, literally everyone. He was such a cute orange kitten that fit into the palm of your hand. Simba was surely a people person, just like me. :) He enjoyed everyone's company :)

When he was only a couple weeks old, he was still becoming familiarized with our house and everyone in it. He was so young that still didn't even know his own refection -- unlike humans where it takes up to 18 months to identitfy our own reflection -- Simba was at the stage of development.  One day, my roommates and I caught Simba looking into the full length mirror and running to attack the "other" orange cat that was staring back at him. It was the funniest thing ever and wish I had it on camera because we he could have easily won America's Funniest Home Videos.

After doing an array of adorable acts like this, he started to grow into a young frenzy feline. He began to venture into a new world, experimenting with his mischievous side. This was when we first noticed his dog-like behavior. He would play fetch all the time! And he always wanted the scraps of our food because cat food was too bland for him and his unique purrsonality. One evening I got home from working at Casey's Grill and Bar and sat down to enjoy my takeout dinner (penne con pollo, soo yummmy) Well, I sure wasn't the only one who loved it because when I left he room for maybe 5 minutes, I came back to Simba sitting on the table licking his chomps. He ate almost the ENTIRE meal! Well, there goes my din din. I didn't think in a million years a cat would like pasta and chicken smothered in garlic sauce. He sure has taste for good food!

A few days later, my roommate got an ugly pink stuffed flamingo for her birthday. We always caught Simba playing with it so we gave it to him Simba and laughed as he played fetch with it. It was hysterical because the flamingo was literally bigger than he was. When he tried to carry it was...ehh just watch the video clip below. You'll see... What we thought to be a harmless game of catch, slowly grew into a complete obsession with his pink flamingo.

Simba grew very fond of his pink toy and it soon became his release. Literally. 

Whoa! Sorry to show such a graphic video BUT it was so funny how much he cherished that pink flamingo. We got him neutered and threw that thing away ASAP, so don't worry he doesn't do that anymore. Thank God.



His innocence has redeemed himself as you can see with these adorable photos :)

Now, his days consist of sleeping, eating, playing, and snuggling with his favorites...

Ahhh what a life! :)

Keep checking back for more!

xoxo, goodnight

The True Tail of Simba

Meowllow Everyone!

Just thought I would start by telling all of you the story about the little orange man we adopted last year. It was the beginning of September when my roommate Alexis had her friends visit from her hometown in NY. One of her friends ended up bringing a little orange kitten with her :( She found him outside by himself near her home in NY. Immediately, my roommates and I fell in love with him. He was the cutest kitten we had ever seen! Alexis's friend ended up asking if we wanted to keep him because she had a dog and knew they wouldn't get along like they do in the movies :-/ we obviously accepted the offer!

How could anyone resist this adorable little face!

He didn't have a name, so we needed to think of something that would fit his cute little orange face. As a kitten, Simba had some gastrointestinal issues, which caused him to fart.... a lot haha! No, but on a seriously note, it was horrid. Some of my roommates wanted to name him Tutti, but my Allie and I knew that was NOT a manly name for him, especially because he was going to grow up to be a strong lion and Tutti was a wimpy name. One night Allie woke me up in a deep dark sleep, looked at me as she held the orange cat into the air and said, "His name will be Simba." ...It was purrfect.

Little did we know that he was going to live up to his furocious name, Simba

A year later, he has grown into a very handsome young man with beautiful orange fur painted with faint tan-ish/white stripes, white mane under his chin and cute little white paws. I know what you're thinking...that all cats are the same, not this one. He is a unique tabby cat that is the man of a household full of four beautiful females who are in love with him! :)

 What a photogenic cat he is

Come back soon to read some of his wild and adventurous Simba stories!

xoxo