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Age: 5 Years Sex: Male Weight: 18 lbs.
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Nicknames:
Pablo Rodrigo, Schmablo, Senor Pablo, El Gato Blanco, Pablito, Pablicito, Smudge, the Menace
Kitty Complexion:
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Quick Bio:
Coloration:
White
Likes:
playing, his Girl (our 9 yr. old daughter)
Pet-Peeves:
Maisy doll, the other pets
Favorite Toy:
his Girl, bed weevil, Maisy doll, paper bags, balls, shoes, cat dancer, Roscoe's tail, string, boxes
Favorite Nap Spot:
the end of the couch, under the bed covers, anywhere the Girl is
Favorite Food:
Catzundflocken
Skills:
he loves all water and is not afraid to get in the bath or shower with you
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
We went to a pet store to get something for our fish and someone had dumped a litter of kittens, two were meowing loudly (we left them alone) and two were quiet. Pablo and his sister were nearly identical, but she was already spoken for, so we bought him.
Bio:
Pablo is a super active little guy and he gets into everything. Once he was missing for over an hour and he finally stumbled out sleepy eyed from behind the washer and dryer. Normally he's hiding behind doors to jump and attack feet. He likes all shoes regardless of price, but has a special fondness for velcro sport sandals. His whole life he has been obsessed with the shower. For the first year we had him, he liked to get under the covers and nurse on whatever bare flesh he can find on mommy. Now he gets into bed to play bed weevil at bedtime.
Lives Remaining:
3 of 9
I've Been On Catster Since:
| September 28th 2004 |
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More than 5 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
75901
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May 10th 2005 7:33 am
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My chance came, an open door left unattended-I bolted!!!! Finally the cruel months of confinement came to an end, I was free and in the yard I previously had only seen from windows. I got to smell and explore and pee on grass, it was glorious! Aah, but then a problem. . . . .how do I get back indoors?!?!?!? The humans could not read my mind, and none of them had come outside to look for me anyway. All of the sudden strange children came at me from all sides! There was no escape!!! I was recklessly pulled from beneath the deck and returned to my 4 bedroom/2 bath prison :-( The strange man inside doted on me and gave me canned tuna, so all was not lost. My parents came back several days later. I think they must have been looking for me somewhere strange, because they took luggage and kept complaining of jet lag.
May 9th 2005 8:24 pm
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Today the thread in mommy's sewing room attacked me. I fought valiantly. I dragged it through several rooms and tangled it around some furniture. Really it was quite artistic. I like to think of it as an installation, like in a museum. I don't know why daddy got so upset. He cut the thread, put me in the car & took me to the vet!!! The vet gave me medicine and yanked some weird stuff out of my tummy. So gross :-( Then after we got home I was locked in the back of the house and everybody kept checking the litter box. The next day daddy got all excited about my latest poop. The man clearly needs a hobby. He washed my poop and got all excited, making phone calls and everything. Write up a press release all ready! Is there no privacy in this world! He claims there was 9 feet of thread in my poop and hid all the thread in the sewing room. Such a worrywart. IT WAS ART!!!
December 9th 2004 11:51 am
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I was so lonely yesterday and bird friend wanted to cheer me up so she let me pull her cage down so we could talk better. Mommy and daddy made such a big deal out of it. So what if a little birdseed gets spilled, I wasn't going to eat it. Mommy pointed out that the cage now has a hole in the base, she doesn't understand anything. I'm going to go sleep on her sewing things. Big meenie.
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