Arrival Story: Rusty and his brother were at our Humane Society. we took them both.
Bio: Rusty and his brother were really bad kittens. they would run really fast and open the door to run outside! they would climb up the drapes and we would have to take them off of the drapes. Rusty was mommy's best friend. her buddy. mom did not work after 1993. so Rusty and her spent a lot of time together. he learned how to play hide and seek. he always slept on the bed. he was a great kitty. he was so friendly. while we lived in Florida we learned that they had a certain haircut. we shaved him like a lion. he always shook as if a a weight had been taken off of him. he would kick his back legs as if he was really happy.i could dress him up. the last year he was with me he had a cape and a witch hat. he greeted the trick or treaters. the kids just loved him. he was a sweet kitty. we lived in a townhouse in houston and he was running down the stairs. he hit a bookcase and died soon after that accident. i really loved him and drove him back to his hometown so that he could be put to sleep there. he is still in my heart, even after all of these years. he is in my bedroom and where i can see him everyday:)