American Shorthair/Bengal
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Home:San Francisco, a  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 13 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 12 lbs.

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little boy, boo boo, scooby snacks

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

Quick Bio:
-pound cat-cat rescue

Brown Tabby

fringe, fabric, baked goods, cereal, his brother Peter, kittens, toilet paper

Elizabethan collars, going to the vet

Favorite Toy:
toy mouse, tin foil balls

Favorite Nap Spot:
the closet, the chair in the office

Favorite Food:
max cat dry food, tuna juice

catching flies without being able to see them.


Arrival Story:
We were fostering a mother cat and her 6 boys. When they were still very young he and two of his litter mates caught something from their mother and had to be rushed to the hospital. One kitten died, T.C was left without his site, and another one was left with only one good eye. They were an exceptionally sweet litter and we felt we just had to keep T.C. and Peter. We wonder about the rest of the litter and the mother. Maybe someday they'll show up on Catster!

T.C. has been blind since he was a tiny baby. We had an operation done on one eye to try and help him see but it didn't work. Oh well. We love him just the way he is and wouldn't put him through another surgery. He's a real sweety pie.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 7th 2004 More than 12 years!

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September 20th , 2004

September 20th 2004 5:08 pm
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Slept well last night on a pillow on Casey's floor. Asked for breakfast but wasn't to pleased with the food that was given to me, washed, took a nap. After a while I went back and ate the food anyway, washed, than slept some more. Casey put sticky smelly stuff on the back of our heads to try and kill our friends the fleas. It really smelled bad and my brother ran around the house and tried to get it off. Later she gave us a new bed which I just love. I think she was trying to make up for the smelly sticky stuff. When Casey comes home we are going to try and run out the door so she will have to catch us and carry us back into the house. We love that game :)

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