My name is Puff and I live in O'Neill with my two pet humans, Karen and Alan. Actually my real name is longer but the humans started calling me Puff so I let them.
You may have noticed from my picture that I'm a very handsome guy. I have a cream colored coat with smokey gray points (the ears, feet, tail and mask around my face). These are the colors that all we Blue Point Himalayans have along with our sky blue eyes. Now before all you female felines start getting excited, I should probably let you know I recently had surgery and I heard the doctor telling Karen I wouldn't be able to have children. But I still like to nuzzle.
The chair I'm sitting in is my favorite. Alan made it just for me although I share it with him sometimes. I think he painted it to match my eyes.
My humans are pretty nice, but I have to wonder how smart they are. They are constantly doing things that they appear to be incapable of doing without my help. Consequently, I spend a great amount of my time helping them instead of taking care of my own business. Helping them put up wallpaper was the topper. You should try licking wallpaper paste out of your fur. It tastes like, well, wallpaper paste. And then there was the time I had to help them sit in the jacuzzi. You can image the rest.
Karen stays around the house quite a bit, but Alan is hard to figure out. Just about every morning he just takes off, like some old alley human, and doesn't come home until evening except to be here at noon to get some food. He tells me he goes to work, but that doesn't make sense because we have so much work to do here. For instance, we have to test aluminum foil balls to make sure they roll. We have to pick up any loose objects and move them to other rooms or put them under furniture. Not to mention dusting under furniture (Karen uses some sort of device to do this, but I find that if you roll around you can pretty much pick up most of the dust). One of my favorite jobs is laundry folding. I've been trying to teach Karen the correct way to do this but she's having trouble. Sometimes, when she doesn't do it right, why I just dump that laundry basket over and make her do it again. You have to teach these humans some discipline.
You should see what these people eat. Every once in a while they have some decent red meat that I get to share but most of what they eat is like vegetables and fruit and other stuff not fit for feline consumption. I wonder why they think they have those canine teeth if all they want to eat is that junk food.
What's worse than their lack of intelligence is what I consider to be their laziness. You know, if I let them they would sleep all night and everyone knows that night is when a guy ought to be up and about. So I decided early on that I would wake them up early in the morning.
Probably the hardest part of my household job is making the humans feel wanted. Mostly this entails letting them pet my back. They also get excited when I occassionally let them scratch my throat. They sure seem to enjoy doing these things so I try to oblige them as much as possible. As troublesome as Karen and Alan are at times, I still like to rub their noses with mine and sometimes give their nose a lick or two. This is how I show them I love them and they seem to enjoy it.
Beside Karen and Alan and two aquariums full of fish to deal with, sometimes I have other animals in my backyard including, deer, oppossum, turkeys, birds and squirrels. We don't let them in the house because they aren't housebroken. Besides, I have enough problem dealing with the humans.
Here are some other candid shots of yours truly.
