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Bandit


Domestic Shorthair
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Age: 15 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 16 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Bandy

Kitty Complexion:
 Activeness 
sleepyvery active
 
 Intelligence 
sillygenius
 
 Curiosity 
not curiousvery curious
 
 Friendliness 
timidaffectionate
 
 Vocal 
not vocalvery vocal
 

Coloration:
Black and White

Likes:
Feathers, birds, the window, beverages

Pet-Peeves:
When I leave the apartment. Not having wet food or else having a hole in his bowl.

Favorite Toy:
It was his mousy on a stick but the mouse fell of the stick.

Favorite Nap Spot:
My chaise lounge

Favorite Food:
He can't have his favorite anymore (chicken liver and hearts canned food), he's on a special diet

Skills:
He has great facial expressions . He also plays a version of "red light, green light, 1-2-3 " with me.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
Bandit chose me at the animal shelter and decided to come live with me. We took a liking to each other and now I exist to cater to his every wish :)

Bio:
Bandit is an only cat. He has a special marking on his back that looks like the Nike logo. Bandit is especially talkative and meows at everything. Sometimes it's a question and sometimes he just provides a meowing commentary. He is extremely attached to his Mommy and doesn't like it when she goes to work or leaves the house for any reason. He loves to play with his toy mice. He is a wonderful and very sweet kitty.

Lives Remaining:
8 of 9

The Groups I'm In:
All Kitty-All The Timeā„¢, The Tuxedo Gang

The Last Forum I Posted In:
I need to fly to Europe @_@

I've Been On Catster Since:
August 10th 2004 More than 11 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Catster Id:
59367


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Meow meow!! - By Bandit


My latest adventure

November 5th 2015 12:25 pm
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Meows!

Well things have been going pretty well here in the past few months. I turned 15 years old which is 76 in human years and now it's time for my anniversary!

It's been really nice because Mommy had been home a lot, since July. She explained that she was between jobs and just waiting for her new job to start. She had also decided that she needed to get a lot of stuff done and made a lot of appointments, including one for me!

About 2 months ago, Daddy found a little tiny bump on my paw. Mommy looked it up and consulted an online vet and they said to keep an eye on it and if it got bigger to take me to the vet. So fast forward to the week before Mommy went back to work and she noticed that it was a bit bigger and looked like a pink cauliflower bump. So she called the vet and they were like, oh we'll take a look.

Next thing I know, I got put in my travel bag and off we went!

The vet looked at it and said that it looked harmless but would be better to take it out now rather than to wait for it to get even bigger. Mommy asked if they would run any tests on it and the vet said, well, at this point, it's not like we would give him chemo for it or anything! But I guess she was right, since I am just an old man now! This is also Denmark and they seem to be a lot more practical.

The vet said that they could do the surgery the next day. So we went home. Apparently she also said that I was not allowed to eat after 10pm. Mommy told me to eat but I wasn't hungry.She went out that night and I ate a little but threw up. When she got home I didn't want to eat, until 10:22. I went to my food bowl but....it was GONE! I was shocked! How could that happen!!! I looked at mommy and all I heard was "blah blah blah vet said blah blah blah". Not happy. I meowed and meowed but got no food. I had to hunt my toy mouse and pretend to eat it at 5am.

So at 8am, I was back in the bag and shipped off for the whole day to the vet! Mommy asked if they would run any blood tests before giving me anethesia and the vet said no, that I was healthy and that it would cost a lot and there was no reason to do it. She said not to worry and that they would take good care of me. Practical.

I had to go into a cage and there were other animals there. Even dogs!!!

Next thing I know, the guy vet was there and poof I fell asleep. I woke up in my cage, very groggy and confused. I heard a lot of barking and I didn't like that at all. So I reached into the dark recesses of my soul and became a dark Sith lord again. I have always been a Sith lord, I just don't show it much, but my former step-brothers know all about that.

Then I saw Mommy and she was talking to the guy. I was in the cage in my bag with just my head hanging out sideways. I couldn't move! I felt like Westley in the Princess Bride after he had been mostly dead all day. Then they came over to touch me and I started hissing and growling. No way was anyone going to mess with me. Didn't they know not to mess with Darth Bandit!? GRRRRRRRR HISSSSSS.

The vet said for mommy to leave the room so that she could be the good one. 5 minutes later, after trying to claw him with my good paw, he got me back into my bag. I continued to growl. I heard barking and when I got into the reception area, a dog walked by. I kept up the growling. Boy was I mad!

We took a taxi home and I growled at the driver. We got home and then mommy let me out of the bag. I was so hungry!! I wanted to run to the food bowl but I couldn't walk straight. My legs went all over the place and I was walking crooked. I finally got to my food bowl and plopped down in front of it. My legs gave out and I was just flat on the floor with my face in the bowl and started to lick my food. Mommy said it took me a long time to eat, because I would keep staring into space.

I was so embarrassed because I couldn't jump at all when I got home, even easy jumps and I wanted to be on the bed. I had to have help like the old man that I am. It took a few hours before I could walk right and jump again. And I visited my food bowl several times and each time I could lift myself up a little more and eat with more dignity.

The nice guy vet had said that my little lump was harmless and something that cats get. He said it was a good operation, they got it all out and so I had 3 stitches. I still have them, but they are supposed to fall out.

A few days after all that, Mommmy started to go to work again. She also goes some place with that stupid loud violin now. I wish she would just stay at home.

Mommy had planned to make it all up to me by getting me Fancy Feast Chicken Hearts and Liver for my anniversary. She tried to order it since they don't sell it here. But the shop said that they can't sent it to Denmark because it is meat and customs won't allow it! Sadness!

Anyway, I am really happy about our anniversary. Even though I complain about all the stuff Mommy has done for the past 15 years, especially all the moving and vet trips, she's still the best. And now we have Daddy too and he's a pretty cool guy. Even though he vacuums and moves stuff around in the apartment...Meow meow!


Meows,
Bandit

 

Food Wars

May 30th 2015 3:55 am
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Meows!!

I know I said last time that I liked the new food that mommy started giving me. But it got boring! I started only licking the part that was gelatinous and stopped eating the rest. Mommy hates when people waste food and so she told me that I couldn't have anymore of that food, since I wasn't eating it.

Mommy and Daddy went to the store and then they found this other food, some kind of all natural food. It was pretty natural all right. It looked like shreds of chicken in broth. It was ok. I mean, the first few times I ate maybe half of what I was given and of course, I drank all the broth. Then it got boring too and I started leaving it in my bowl.

I was still eating my dry food, but mommy likes for me to have wet food too, so she didn't really know what to do anymore. After I ate the last can of chicken, she looked in the cabinets and found some pouches of food that we got as a gift. One was beef, and she said that I am not allowed to have beef because cats don't hunt cows. There was a packet of lamb, and she was a little torn about that, but supposed that a pack of cats could theoretically take down a lamb. The third pack was rabbit. This made mommy sad, because rabbits and cats are both pets and so should be friends. Daddy said that cats and rabbits are not friends. So she gave me the packet.

It was delicious!! OMG, it was the best food ever except for Fancy Feast chicken hearts and liver. I gobbled it all up and meowed for more. But there wasn't any more. So it was back to the chicken.

So then I started going crazy! Waking up mommy at 4 or 5 am, running around. I just wanted a rabbit. And I was going to hunt one down. Somehow. In this apartment. That or a bird!!! MROOOOWWWW! Mommy said that I should not wake them up so early or want to eat bunnies.

I complained about my food and protested. Why eat stupid chicken when there is yummy rabbit! But mommy said that bun buns are friends and not yum yums. So she and daddy looked at the pet store website again. She was even thinking of putting me back on the sauce. Daddy was like, how is that going to be better?

And then, there it was, my original pre-sauce food, in cans! The same prescription food I had eaten for years. Mommy couldn't believe it! So they ordered me a bunch of cans.

And sure enough, it really was the cans. So mommy gave me half a can last night and it was delicious. I ate every bite. I was happy and I didn't wake my parents up early today. I did ask for more when mommy woke up though, but she talked about waiting until dinner. It's taco night apparently here. Maybe I'll get a rabbit taco!

Meow meow,
Bandit

 

Food Wars

May 30th 2015 3:52 am
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Meows!!

I know I said last time that I liked the new food that mommy started giving me. But it got boring! I started only licking the part that was gelatinous and stopped eating the rest. Mommy hates when people waste food and so she told me that I couldn't have anymore of that food, since I wasn't eating it.

Mommy and Daddy went to the store and then they found this other food, some kind of all natural food. It was pretty natural all right. It looked like shreds of chicken in broth. It was ok. I mean, the first few times I ate maybe half of what I was given and of course, I drank all the broth. Then it got boring too and I started leaving it in my bowl.

I was still eating my dry food, but mommy likes for me to have wet food too, so she didn't really know what to do anymore. After I ate the last can of chicken, she looked in the cabinets and found some pouches of food that we got as a gift. One was beef, and she said that I am not allowed to have beef because cats don't hunt cows. There was a packet of lamb, and she was a little torn about that, but supposed that a pack of cats could theoretically take down a lamb. The third pack was rabbit. This made mommy sad, because rabbits and cats are both pets and so should be friends. Daddy said that cats and rabbits are not friends. So she gave me the packet.

It was delicious!! OMG, it was the best food ever except for Fancy Feast chicken hearts and liver. I gobbled it all up and meowed for more. But there wasn't any more. So it was back to the chicken.

So then I started going crazy! Waking up mommy at 4 or 5 am, running around. I just wanted a rabbit. And I was going to hunt one down. Somehow. In this apartment. That or a bird!!! MROOOOWWWW! Mommy said that I should not wake them up so early or want to eat bunnies.

I complained about my food and protested. Why eat stupid chicken when there is yummy rabbit! But mommy said that bun buns are friends and not yum yums. So she and daddy looked at the pet store website again. She was even thinking of putting me back on the sauce. Daddy was like, how is that going to be better?

And then, there it was, my original pre-sauce food, in cans! The same prescription food I had eaten for years. Mommy couldn't believe it! So they ordered me a bunch of cans.

And sure enough, it really was the cans. So mommy gave me half a can last night and it was delicious. I ate every bite. I was happy and I didn't wake my parents up early today. I did ask for more when mommy woke up though, but she talked about waiting until dinner. It's taco night apparently here. Maybe I'll get a rabbit taco!

Meow meow,
Bandit

 
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