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Age: 15 Years Sex: Male Weight: 17 lbs.
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Leave a treat for Hercules
Nicknames:
Herc, Baby Kitten, Bubba, Kitten Kitten
Likes:
Curling up with me, opening cabinet doors, catnip
Pet-Peeves:
Other people, having his paws or lower body touched
Favorite Toy:
Catnip cigar
Favorite Nap Spot:
my lap
Favorite Food:
Bright Life
Skills:
He doesn't meow, ever. He chirps and titters.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story:
Hercules was abandoned by his feral mommy when he was about 3 days old. The receptionist at the vet's office that I took my other cat too was overwhelmed at the moment and asked me if I wanted to adopt him. Since I've bottle-fed before I jumped at the chance. His name is Hercules because that song was playing in the truck when I took him home. He was itsy bitsy at the time, but 7 years later he weighs in at about 17 pounds.
Bio:
You probably noticed that Herc's ear is a tad....different. He had a cyst in his ear that had to be removed and damaged the cartalidge in his ear. So now's he's got cat-racter :)
Lives Remaining:
8 of 9
I've Been On Catster Since:
| November 10th 2004 |
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More than 7 years! |
Rosette, Star and Special Gift History
Catster Id:
86917
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November 11th 2004 1:30 pm
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Mom said that when I was really little I had another Mom who was a feral cat or something like that. She ran away when I was born so Mom got me and fed me yuumy stuff from a bottle until I got big and strong.
I don't know if I believe her or not because sometimes you just can't trust the bipeds.
Anyway, so Mom brought me home and fed me. She had a cat named Punkins who was big and black and fluffy. When I was little, Punkins was good to snuggle with and she let Mom know when I couldn't reach something like the bed or the litterbox by meowing till Mom came around.
Punkins wasn't all that much fun though, she was really quiet and timid. When I got bigger and wanted to play, Punkins didn't want to play with me. I would sit on top of her and try to play and she'd just lay there. She was still cool though.
I got enough playtime with Mom, especially when Mom was getting ready to have her litter, I like to sit on her lap and watch the baby move inside her stomach. The first time I saw it, I got really freaked out. I just wasn't normal ya know?
Anyway, I have to go take a nap and make sure to remind Odin and Tyr that I'm in charge.
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