Korat/Domestic Shorthair
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Age: 11 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 12 lbs.

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Bubba, Bubby, Handsom man, Bub

Kitty Complexion:
sleepyvery active
not curiousvery curious
not vocalvery vocal

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Quick Bio:
-mixed breed-cat rescue

February 27th 2005


Getting his head rubbed, and my boyfreind. Everytime he walks into the house MacBeth comes out of where ever he was and starts rubbing all over him. My boyfreind is his favorite person in the whole world.

Jasmine, he is terrified of her. Everytime she is around he runs the other way.

Favorite Toy:
He loves bells, and every once in a while he shows some intrest in the laser pointer. But latley he has started to play with Dylan more. I think Dylan is his new favorite toy.

Favorite Nap Spot:
On the bed, prefreably near someones head. But if no one is asleep he lays at the foot of the bed.

Favorite Food:
Cat treats, preferably wiskas but anything will do in a pinch.

When he wants attention he head butts you.


Arrival Story:
While I was working at the local animal shelter I would find little ways to amuze myself while I was cleaning. Typically I was in dogs and usually there was one that had to be inside because he escaped so I would have that to amuze me but when I was in cats I had to find other ways to keep my mind busy. The cat department was always full, and they always had a wide aray of names. Dog names were boring, but because there were so many cats they had to be creative. Alot of names came from books or songs, so I would eather recite a line from the story or sing part of the song to the cat with that particiular name. One day in February I was cleaning one of the biggest cat rooms, in one of the cages closest to the door was this gray cat names MacBeth. I was an English Major in college and a huge Shakespear enthusiast; MacBeth is my favorite Shakesperian drama. Started reciting the Tomorow and Tomorow soliloquy from the play. I would open up the cage door and rub his head when I talked to him and he would pur and knock my hand with his head and then go back to hiding in the corner of the cage. He always had to option to leave the cage and run free but he never would. He was such a tragic figure sitting in the corner of his cage with those huge green eyes just watching me. I fell in love with him, his name fit him so well, he was the embodiment of the tradguc Shakespearian charecter. I had to have him. When it got time for me to move into my apartment, and he was still at the shelter I decided to adopt him.

When he arived at the shelter he was scared and in a have a heart trap. His nails were torn to shreds trying to escape from the trap and he had a pritty bad case of frostbite on his paws from living outside durring the coldest month of the year. He was very timid when I first brought him home. For the first couple of days he hid behind the couch and I Couldn't get him out. I brought him home with Sophia and they bacame friends the instant they met. When they were the only two cats they were inseperatable. They slept togeather and I would only see them outside of the bedroom if they were togeather.

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Neutered cat spraying.

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January 6th 2008 More than 9 years!

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A new bed to lay on-

April 26th 2008 8:55 am
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The new guy living here keeps forgeting to close his door- his bed is almost as comfortable as mother and fathers. The only down side is that I have to share the bed with Jasmine, evil incarnate. As long as she isn't mean to me I guess I'll share. That's the reason she isn't allowed on mother and father's bed. She was mean to us one to many times. So, now she isn't allowed up there. I also found another new place to sleep. If there is room, I curl up betweeen mother and father under the covers. I sleep against mother with my head on the pillow. Father taught me this trick and I love it. It is so much more comfortable under the covers than on mothers hair. Then there is the tub. It is so cool in there. Sometimes I just go in there for the hell of it. Why not, no one can find me in there. And other times there is water in there for me to drink. Mother doesn'tlike it when I do that because there are paw prints all over the tub. Oh well, thats the price you have to pay to enjoy my company.


It's been a while..........

April 12th 2008 10:49 am
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I haven't been able to keep up with my diary lately. Unfortunatly we still don't have internet, we have to steal the signal from someone else to get online. Mother usually doesn't like to let us on for very long because she doesn't want to get caught. Well today I had enough; I wanted to write about whatI have been up to. It has been quite a long month. We are all settling in nicely at the new place. There is so much space, it is insane. There is a thing in here that I can use to climb up to the ceiling. It is tons of fun. Mother gets mad when I do that, oh well, I still do it. The new place also get alot of sunshine. It is great. All day long I lounge around in the sun waiting for mother to come home. And there are a bunch of cats that like to hang out in our yard. It is wicked cool; I watch them walk around all day. I find myself wondering why they are outside. It is so much nicer to be in than out, I hate the outside. There is this one that likes to hang out in our buches. Mother says that she is feral, and doesn't live with anyone, so she has been feeding it. What a sap she is. Also someone new is moving in. It is mother's brother. His stuff smells like other cats. The same ones that mother smells like every sunday. So now there is someone new to cuddle with.


Well, it's Saturday.

March 15th 2008 10:44 am
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Mother slept late today. I don't like it when she does that. I don't get to eat when I want to, and the food runs dry about an hour before she wakes up. Saturdays are not my favorite day, except for the fact that mother is home all day, and I can spend as much time with her as I want. It is the same with Mondays. Father is home all day and I get to spend as much time with him as I wish. I would like it if that man was not here today, it's mother's dad. He is finishing up the bathroom. That should make mother happy. I hope he doesn't put a door on today. I like the fact that I can go in there whenever I want and hang out with mother, it is nice. I don't think she appreciates it, but oh well. I like it and that is all that counts. Jasmine has been hogging her all day, I am reduced to having to hang out with Dylan. Sophia is in hiding right now because that guy is here, and I can't find her or I would be haning out with her. Oh no, the vacume is going to come out today, too. I hate that thing. I better find Sophia fast so I can hide with her.

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