Arrival Story: Scardy cat was in the same deposit of adoptable kittens that the Bean was when I went back for a second a week or so after getting him. The white kitten that I would have liked to have at the time was just getting adopted so I picked him because of his perfect ring around the end of his tail. I hadn't seen a cat with a tail ring before, so I climbed into the pen to grab him since he was such a scardy cat and wouldn't move.
Bio: He's a mama's boy, a snuggle cat, and he misses his Bean. As many words are in the English language, he probably has a meow or a merp for every one. When he plays, he merps. When he's lonely, he calls. When he's scared he screams. On the other hand, his name is almost never called since he'll come if you purr loudly at him.
He's completely attached to me as his owner and won't leve me alone for a second. He follows, waits and kneads on me every chance that he gets. Always in plain view, it's almost impossible to get a moment alone around this cat, as he always wants to nest himself up against me and tangle my hair.
He's the last one left of my trouble boys.
It's been a month now, and I still can't find him. Where did he go? I ask mom, but she just shushes me. I ask the ceiling but it stopped answering back. I ask the room mate man and he squeazes me. But no one tells me where he went.
I've got no one left to cuddle with on the bed. I tried with Kisa once, but it wasn't the same. And Kitty Kitty is just too fat to lay with. He might squish me!
But blankets just aren't the same. I sleep on the back of the couch in his spot. It still smells like him. Where did he go?