Nicknames: Beezeer Weezeer Wowow, Phatcat or Bratcat. Call him anything, he's ignoring you anyway.
Birthday: August 29th 2000
Likes: His dried bonita flakes and raw chicken livers
Pet-Peeves: Being bothered while he catnaps
Favorite Toy: the ring off a milk container
Favorite Nap Spot: the lazyboy
Favorite Food: Flint River Ranch Co. Natural, Baked
Skills: He thinks he's a dog!
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: I found the "Beaser" on my birthday about 10:30 pm clinging onto the side of a cliff, over a creek. He couldn't have been more than 3-4 weeks old. Beaser was nursed by her "new" mommy Belle a beautiful loving Bouvier.
Bio: Beaser's 9 lives
1. The night he was found.
2. A neighbor trapped him and sent him to the pound, when I arrived to get him he just looked at me like "What took you so long?"
3. He choked on a piece of friskies cat food, I had to pull him out from under my bed and remove it manually.
4. The TRADGIC pet food recall, He lost his Mom and sis to it, Beaser however by the grace of God tested negative for any urine crystals.