My family fostered me from one of those non-profit organisations working for the protection of animals against cruelty. It was a big home with lots of cats, kittens, queens, dogs, puppies and more. It is one big happy home, I call it an orphanage home for animals. When I first saw my foster family, I was in a terrible condition. I had a cat flu and needed to be re-home so that other cats wouldn't catch the cat flu, too. I needed to take medication and lots of good rest.
So much for my history, now that my foster family had adopted me. I have names for each member of my new family - Harry (the Dad), Reina (the Mom), Prima (the teen daughter) and Collete (the 9 year old son). I'm pretty sure, they will also love me for my friendly, loving and playful nature. Play time - you mean - play bites? That's one of my favourite things to do when I am with my family. However, they seem not to be having fun with me when I started taking a bite for fun, huh. Maybe, it gets a bit rough for them with my sharp tiny teeth and claws. So I try to behave and whenever I feel like teething, I try to be as gentle as I could be with them. Ouchhh! They still don't like the feel of it - it still stings.
Harry and Reina tried every sort of things to stop me from play bites. They do internet research on how to stop cat from biting people and about training a cat in general. Then they give me a time-out everytime I start to play bite. They even have this white plastic bottle with green spout cover that emits a powerful liquid that completely turns me off. Oohh, I hate that bottle when it is sprayed to me. You know, every cat hates getting wet.
By the way, Harry took me a short cat playing video when I was playing with my toy, teddy bear. You are welcome to visit and enjoy watching.
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