There was some interest about my brother Harry on my facebook page yesterday. It seems like people really do like cats, which, I guess, is a good thing, but I just find them annoying. But I have decided, out of the goodness of my fuzzy heart, to interview my brother for my blog. He was a bit hesitant to agree, but eventually he came around after I promised not to chase him for an entire day. 
What is your full name?: Harry. That’s it.
Any nicknames?: I would prefer that every one just call me Harry, but I have been called Harold (by that strange Angelica), Littlehead (not really inventive or original, but who can blame them, they’re only humans), and Poochy Pants (I’d rather not explain this one).
How did you come to be in our family?: When I was 3 months old, I was stuck in a place the humans refer to as a shelter. I don’t quite remember much before that, so I can’t tell you how I got to be in the shelter. One day, a young woman (whom we now refer to as “mom”) came in to adopt a cat. I could tell she was looking for an older cat, but I really wanted to go home with her. After I enticed her over to my cage (I was in a cage because I had a cold) by acting really adorable, I quickly stuck my paws out and grabbed her hand. She was so taken by my boldness that she adopted me on the spot.
Do you enjoy being my brother?: No. You are loud and too excited. The first day you came home, I was quite curious about you (hello, I’m a cat) which turned out to be a mistake as you proceeded to chase me out of the living room.
A younger Harry
What is your favorite food?: If I had my way, which I never do, I would be fed chicken, Alaskan crab legs, and anchovies all the time. Since I have a condition where I get chronic urinary tract infections I have to eat a prescription food. Hey, you know all of this because you try to steal my food all the time!
Do you have a favorite toy?: I enjoy an occasional roll with my Tickle Pickle. I love the ‘nip.
Though Harry and I have our differences, we do get along sometimes. Of course, those are rare occasions and are met with lots of cooing from the humans in the family. My home would be very empty without him.
Happy tail wags!
Tags: Interviews, other four-leggers
I love you Harold!
You are a stunning cat. I know you hate me, but I still love you. I am a great lover of cats (hello, I have 4). I’m pretty sure I was one in my former life. I’m sure you would disagree saying I’m not smart enough to be a cat and I would agree with you. I was dumbed down when I became human.
Harry is just very picky about the humans he shows affection to.
What a funny post! Both me and my husband read it and laughed. Harry sounds fantastic and we can tell that you are very proud to be his sister. If only we had known Harry existed we could have sent him a tag too!
Harry your coat is a beautiful color, just like Poppets. I think you would love her if you met her. Did you see her the other day?
Mom and I saw Poppet the other day (she is awfully cute, as is Milly. Their colors compliment each other very well) and we will make sure to show Harry when he emerges from his room (which should be soon as he wants his night time snack around this time).