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Nicknames: Sheep, Sheepok, Sherp, Sheep-pi-pok, T-Pok, Bulu.

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 Quick Bio:
 Birthday: March 31st 1990
 Coloration: Gray and White

Likes: sleeping, eating, salmon flavoured wet food, being nosey and spying on the neighbours, the hair dryer after a bath.

Pet-Peeves: the vacuum, the rug that we bought for him which he thought was a poor substitute for an actual persian rug, anything that was orange or red, any canned cat food that was other than salmon flavoured wet food, his late uncle, Cotton.

Favorite Toy: anything frilly.

Favorite Nap Spot: on every single one of our persian rugs, our dad's smoking corner and wherever our dad was sitting.

Favorite Food: canned salmon flavoured wet food, Hill's Science Diet.

Skills: spinning his tail like a helicopter when he was pissed, sliding on our floor on his paws, being a total snoop.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story: His great grandma Judy, grandma Lola and mommy Lady were already living with us when he came around with his two brothers, Comel and Putih but they died when they were babies. He was the sole survivor and lived for fifteen years before he died.

Bio: "Tompok" means Spot in Malay. He thought our dad was his best friend and followed him everywhere whenever he's at home. Tompok also had a bad hip of overdose medication given to him by the big, mean vet when he was a baby, so his movements were limited. This didn't stop him from being the playful kitty that he was.
Tompok was a very well-behaved cat for most of his life and rather shy around strangers. But he could be a little demanding every once in a while, though - he wanted nothing but salmon flavoured wet food and knew if we served him a different cat food flavour. He'd then give us a look which said, "Who you tryin to kid???" He would then proceed to chase me all around the house and bite my legs until he finally got his much beloved salmon. Otherwise, he was pretty passive and contented.
He had a white 'T' in the middle of his back for his name! He was a freaking busybody and always stuck his nose in everyone's business, but he didn't do it intentionally. He was just an unusually curious kitty :) We have him buried underneath our tree right next to his Uncle Cotton. Hehe. Fifteen years is a whole lotta memories, and not a day goes by without us missing him.

Forums Motto: Salmon. NOW.

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Catster Id: 226370

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