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Sex: Male Weight: 13 lbs.
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Leave a treat for Bubba (In Memory 4/26/05)
Nicknames:
Mister Man, bubble butt, bubba ganoush, pie, oh and Dante (his real name)
Quick Bio:
Likes:
He LOVES being brushed, it's serious cat heaven!
Pet-Peeves:
Being disturbed during naptime, which is pretty much all the time.
Favorite Toy:
A fishing pole with string attached
Favorite Nap Spot:
He's not picky, he'll sleep anywhere!
Favorite Food:
Lamb baby food
Skills:
He can purr exactly like a Mac Truck
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
I'm a sucker for a hard-luck case, and he fit the bill. Bubba had been at the shelter for 6 months, no one wanted him because he was 8 yrs. old and had a sore on his skin from food allergies. He was taken from an owner that abused him so badly that he suffered a head injury. His eyes still don't always dialate correctly, and he's a little slow, but basically okay! We think he may have also suffered a broken pelvis, which makes it hard for him to "go". But I knew a secret; he was the best cat there! He has the sweetest personality around, and can win over even the staunchest cat hater. What a wonderful companion and friend I've found!
Bio:
Bubba's a bug eater. In the summer, he stands guard all night (and sometimes all day!) at the basement door, and catches any crickets that come in the house. What a mighty hunter!
Forums Motto:
Ever the angel!
The Groups I'm In:
^*^Over The Rainbow^*^
The Last Forum I Posted In:
THiS or THaT?!
I've Been On Catster Since:
| February 16th 2005 |
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More than 7 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
118813
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February 23rd 2006 8:40 am
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I haven't written in a long time, I was getting my bearings in my new home! I'm at the Rainbow Bridge now, and I wanted to tell everyone what happened so that you weren't worried.
I had to stay at mom's work overnight, and they did lots of tests on me because I wasn't feeling well and they kept having to give me enemas. I just got my teeth cleaned, but they were falling out anyway; my skin was still sore and bleeding and then they found out my heart was getting worse. I was so tired, and my body just couldn't get better anymore. My mom took me to a nice room with a rocker and her mom came too. After awhile the nice student and vet lady came in and she made me feel better; I just went to sleep while my mom held me. She was really sad, but it was nice because I was so sick.
Now, I don't have sores anymore, and my brain works better because it's like I didn't even have a head injury; I've forgotten all about those people who were mean to me because I'm just waiting for mom. Since we are spirits, I don't have to worry about "going" anymore and don't have to take any medicine to help me. I visited mom the other day and saw that she put my ashes in a nice statue of a cat. That was nice, and I have a place to visit her now!
April 14th 2005 1:15 pm
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Sometimes when Mom puts down food, I cry until she carries me to it. She says she's not doing it anymore, 'cause I'm just lazy. I'm just tired from chasing bugs. I like bugs, they're better than catfood.
February 28th 2005 6:34 am
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Mom put up a thing outside my window. Birds come and sit on it. They eat. I like to watch them. Birds are nice, but I like bugs more.
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