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Coloration: Orange & White Tabby
Likes: Food. Obviously. And the dog licking his ears.
Pet-Peeves: an empty bowl (he could starve) and having to use the cat door (he'd rather we open the front door for him, thankyouverymuch)
Favorite Toy: slopping around in the water bowl and wrestling the dog. oh, and them tasty little catnip stuffed mice.
Favorite Nap Spot: the new, giant sized dog bed; in a laundry basket full of clean clothes; in a dryer full of clean clothes; the front porch; on the floor with his head on the edge of the water bowl; on top of whatever you happen to be working on
Favorite Food: lasagna, seriously.
Skills: he can clear every item off of a table in under 10 seconds and he has developed an unnerving ability to clearly say my husband's name. "RANDREW!" as in, "Andrew! feed me or I'll smother you in your sleep and lick your armpits till they bleed"
Dwells:
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: In December 2004 I happened across an online listing that read "26lb cat free to good home". (Who wouldn't have been curious?!) When I saw his picture I fell in love :)
He now lives with my husband and I, a fat furry mutt named Louie, Petey the Jack Russell Terrorist and Junebug, our bitchy girl cat.
Bio: He's named after a Czech hockey player and snubs his nose at shrimp. "The Dom" is a permanent fixture on the front steps where he watches over his neighborhood and holds court with his "family". Mob connections aside, he's really just a big pussycat.
Fat Man recently tested positive for diabetes and has been taking his insulin shots like a champ.
Lives Remaining: 8 of 9
Forums Motto: Dom Corleone
The Groups I'm In: 20 lbs and over Club, =^..^= Southern Kitties =^..^= all others are welcome too!!!, Big kitties every where unite!!!, Brilliant Orange Cats Unite, Cats with Dogs, We prefer the word "pudgy"
look at that BELLY:
guilty pleasure: when the dog lays on top of me and chews on my head
most embarrassing moment: having my butt shaved at the vet's after getting bit on my bottom
hunting trophies brought in the cat door: 1 chipmunk, though for the life of us we can't figure out how the hell that happened. had to be one slow-ass chipmunk.
annoying habit #1: refusing to use the cat door if we're home - he then prefers to sit and scream until you let him in or out. if that doesn't work, he pees in the bathtub.
annoying habit #2: 3am visits in bed that involve loud purring, hair chewing and scalp clawing. did I mention he's 26lbs and persistent?
been mistaken for: a meatloaf. a pumpkin. a dog. a thanksgiving turkey.
people's typical reaction when they firs: Oh. My. God. That cat is HUGE. (um, yes, we're well aware of how big he is, thanks for pointing that out though)
I love lasanga
Lasagna's the best!
If you're done with yours
Can I have the rest?
Yummy and cheesy
It sure hits the spot
Lasagna, lasagna
I like it A LOT.
The doc says I need to lose weight and get in shape.
So I bit her.
I'm in shape!
ROUND is a shape!
Being a fat cat isn't all belly rubs and tuna fish these days.
Look, I know I'm a big guy, but this diet food is for the BIRDS.
(mmmm....birds...)
I've resorted to sneaking some food from the dog bowl (yuk, dog slobber) and if I'm really in a pinch I can always visit "crazy hat lady" down the street and hit her up for a can of Fancy Feast.
(mmm...soft food)
I just have to endure her squeezing the stuffing out of me and being called "pretty girl". I guess it's worth it as long as the little black and white cat doesn't see me.
BTW I'm still traumatized by the BATH I was subjected to last week. Mom had to give me one because my, um, belly gets in the way of ...well, um...let's just say I can't reach all my acreage.
She's getting her stitches out n Wednesday.
Gotta go, I'm hungry.
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