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American Shorthair

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Home:Salt Lake City, UT

Age: 10 Years Sex: Male Weight: 12 lbs.

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Nicknames:
Harv, Harvold, Herbert, Sweet guy, Baby boy, Pretty boy

Kitty Complexion:

Activeness

sleepy		very active

Intelligence

silly		genius

Curiosity

not curious		very curious

Friendliness

timid		affectionate

Vocal

not vocal		very vocal

Quick Bio:

-mixed breed

-pound cat

Coloration:
Black and White

Likes:
I love feet. Some would say that I have a foot fetish. I love to smell and lick human feet. I like to rub my head on feet and sleep near feet. I also like to have my feet touched. I like to stretch out my arms and have my armpits scratched.

Pet-Peeves:
I don't like when people walk around with their shoes on, it scares me. I don't like to be held like a baby. I don't like my head touched or kissed. I HATE sharing my mom with my sisters. I don't like it when people cough or sneeze.

Favorite Toy:
I like to play with everything. I like my feather wand, my 6 foot cat condo, toy mice, clothes pins etc.

Favorite Nap Spot:
I can sleep just about anywhere. I like sleeping on my moms bed next to her feet.

Favorite Food:
I'm now on a special diet to prevent crystals from blocking my bladder. It's called IVD control, but it's delicious. I get the wet kind every morning and night and I can eat the dry food whenever I feel like it! Life is good!

Skills:
I taught myself how to open the doors in my house. My mom and grandma thought it was the cutest, funniest thing. Until I started letting myself out of my room at night, then they had to change the doorknob in there.

Dwells:
indoors

Arrival Story:
One cat wasn't enough for my mom and I'm sure glad! She and my grandma used to visit the animal shelter and on one visit, they met me. For some reason, they were ignoring me. I don't know if it was because there were about 8 other black and white tuxedo kittens, or if it was because they were looking for something along the lines of a tabby. Whatever the case, I would have none of it! I kept following their every step, meowing as loud as I could. I was practically screaming! Finally, my grandma said "oh, alright." and picked me up. I started purring and knew I had her. Then it was time to win over my mom. I jumped up on her lap and turned on my charm full throttle. Apparantly it worked.

Bio:
I'm sure glad my mom and grandma came in to the shelter when they did. I didn't know how much time I had left. I was literally starving to death and I knew it. My mom thinks that's why I was so frantic for attention at the shelter. I had worms as many shelter kittens do, but I had a severe case. I was a walking skeleton. But my mom has fattened me up real good and the worms are history. Some people say I'm a cat, but I think I'm a dog. I follow my mom everywhere she goes. I come to my name and cry for my mom when she's not around. I strive to make people happy, my mom says I'm the most well behaved cat she's had. When my mom gets mad at me, I'll shut my eyes and pretend I'm sleeping until I hear her say "oooohhhhh" and then I'll wake up. I'm a real ham.

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I've Been On Catster Since:

September 26th 2004