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Sex: Male Weight: 16 lbs.
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Leave a treat for Henry
Nicknames:
Stinky, poopy-head, fuzz-face and handsome.
Kitty Complexion:
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Sun Sign: 
Birthday:
March 20th 2001
Coloration:
Brown Tabby
Likes:
Knocking water bottles off of tables.
Pet-Peeves:
Empty water bottles, video games that steal attention away, vets with thermometers and pigeons.
Favorite Toy:
The humans' exercise toy, the cords that dangle from the PS2, breakfast cereal left unattended, and the pile of shoes in the bedroom.
Favorite Nap Spot:
Across the keyboard.
Favorite Food:
Cheese, tacos, anything but diet food.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
Henry was adopted through the Arizona Humane Society. There was a waiting list to visit with the litter of kittens, and it made some older kitties very grumpy. One particular kitty was so upset by his situation that he turned his back to all his visitors and covered his ears. This attracted some attention, and after a short introductory visit, he was adopted into a new home.
Bio:
Henry passed away on February 3rd, 2011, from complications including hepatic lipidosis. Please take a moment to scratch your kitty's chin in his memory.
Forums Motto:
Step away from the squirt-bottle.
The Last Forum I Posted In:
Are there any other biters out there??
I've Been On Catster Since:
| June 22nd 2007 |
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More than 4 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
569268
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June 25th 2007 9:01 am
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The humans took in a stray this past week. Of course, it wasn't just any stray -- heaven knows I would love to invite a few of the lovely ladies that roam the neighborhood in for a spell -- it was a dog. A smelly, muddy, spotted dog!
They barred me inside while the creature lazed on the porch, as well! The nerve!
Well, I showed them. I called the Humane Society and had the dog taken away while they were out at work. You should have seen the look on their faces when they read the note I left to console them. (It was mastery, I tell you: I added painful grammatical errors to authenticate it!)
Somehow, however, my plan was thwarted. The humans STILL refuse to let me out to roll in the grass and leave messages for my girls! They keep mumbling something of 'ticks'.
Foul dog.
I want out! Nrow!
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