Photo Comments (1)Age: 11 Years Sex: Male Weight: 12 lbs.
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"That's MISTER Boscovitch, if you don't mind."
"The Coolest Cats in the house! Me and my little brofur Mario"
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"Rest in peace Macallan"
"I swear it was already dead when I found it!"
"Does this tub make me look fat?"
"Now Bosco, are you SURE you don't know what happened to the new sheers I just hung up?"
"I will now use my laser eye to cut through the steel door." [See My CatsterPlus Photo Book]
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February 28th 2003
Temptations, chaos and being whispered to.
Cubby, having his belly touched, not getting Temptations, not getting to do whatever/go wherever he wants.
Sparkle ball and string or shoelaces.
Favorite Nap Spot:
On the bed or anywhere his red donut bed is.
Fromm Tuna & Chicken, Purina Pro Plan Chicken & Rice, Fancy Feast (but he only gets the Fromm).
Bosco is a Master at running by you to get into a room he's not supposed to be in, and he knows exactly where to bite people to make it hurt the most. If he's really mad, he'll bite you and give it a twist for good measure.
The shelter where we volunteer was having a particularly busy day. We saw they had brought the small black cat over from the clinic where he'd been checked out the week before. We'd seen him in the cage after he first arrived, and jokingly said we'd have to call him "Repete" because he looked like our cat Pete. Mom T was holding him. He was so sweet and stayed quietly in her lap for the longest time, and she fell in love. (It wasn't until later that we realized he had been so quiet because he had the very beginnings of an upper respiratory infection.) Mom T told Mom L that we had to take him home, then got up and walked toward the desk. Bosco decided he wanted down. It was against the shelter's policy to let the cats roam, so she held onto him and said, "No, honey, I'm sorry, you can't get down." Bosco responded with a quick snake bite to the face. Mom T hardly knew what hit her. All she knew was, blood was dripping down her face, and some people were headed our way to look at cats. She stuffed him in a cage and ran to the back to mop up with some paper towels. Mom T admits to wavering only slightly in her decision to bring Bosco home. The shelter finally closed after many adoptions that day... then we filled out the paperwork for one more, and he was ours.
Mom L was sure we should put Bosco in the bathroom that first night so he'd have a "safe" place away from his new brothers and sisters, whom he'd just met. No, Mom T insisted, he'd be fine. Against her better judgement, Mom L went to bed without "catproofing" the bathroom and left him to mingle. After he started climbing into boxes two hours later, Mom L decided enough was enough and got out of bed to remove all the plants from the bathroom so Bosco could be put in there for the night. It was well after midnight when she finally scooped him up. Before she could take three steps she felt... something. She hadn't really even seen the cat move, but when she looked down at him, he sure looked mad. Then she felt a strange warm spot on her nose and her hand came away with blood on it. He'd nailed both of his new Moms in one day.
He doesn't bite much now, mostly only if you are going to pick him up and he doesn't want you to, and you hesitate, or if you don't give him Temptations when he really wants them.
Bosco can be as mean as a snake if he wants to, but can also be an absolute lovebug. He often curls up in Mom L's arms to sleep at night. He also bounds toward us when we get home and eagerly greets visitors.
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I love you, I keel you.
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May 18th 2009 8:12 am
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Momma said she is going to bid on a Lobster costume. FOR ME! Simply put - I do not think so. Momma, WHY are you laughing? It's NOT funny and it's NOT cute. She says it will help Aldo. I don't wanna be a lobster!
Hazel Lucy explains about Aldo...
Aldo was rescued May 20th, 2008 thanks to the hard work of Catsters! He moved from Tampa to Baltimore. But lately he's been sick. The bills are too much now that his mom is unemployed. (Noelle was rescued and now lives in Albuquerque. When Noelle's mom lost a job, it was Catsters and Dogsters who pitched in to help the family.) We're hoping the same can be done for Aldo's family.
May 17th 2008 7:22 pm
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I thought I knew all there was about getting what I wanted. I'd just lead my people to the object of my desire, and CHOMP them until I got it. Well, who would have guessed that being NICE would get you anywhere? Who ever heard of such a thing? But these people really seem to eat it up! Lately, when I want Temptations (they're right there in the top drawer next to the keyboard - mind getting me a handful or two?), I just sit next to Mom and look at her. Like in a cute way. She looks at me once in awhile and smiles. Then she'll pet my head and give me kisses. Kisses - pah! - not what I want. I tap her on the arm to get her attention and then do the cute look again. It takes a few tries, but it works almost EVERY time! And when it doesn't, CHOMP still does.
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