Coloration: Tabby Favorite Nap Spot: The foot of B.J.'s bed Favorite Food: Anything Arrival Story: Cooking Fat was found in a pipe in our backyard. His mother would always take him back to his litter mates but he'd always return to the pipe. My dad attempted to befriend him and initially got bitten, but after being offered some sausage Cooking Fat decided to stay with us. I don't remember when he first came to live with us. Bio: Cooking Fat was named by my dad. It's a long, vaguely crude joke that is it's origin. I miss my Cooking.
That's me in that photo. I was 12 years old when that was taken, which was 2 years before he died. The Groups I'm In: ^^^^^ Cafe Turkey ^^^^^ I've Been On Catster Since: