Favorite Food: Garbage (he won't stop this street cat trait even with the gabillion dollar cat food)
Skills: Definitely not, he's an average cat. He's very good at being most cuddly when stinkiest.
indoors and outdoors
Arrival Story: We went to the SPCA, and I was thinking of getting an elegant girl kitty with long hair. Namerovsky jumped into our arms and followed us all around the shelter - it was obvious he picked us, though he was a silly, clumsy tabby-white cat. But we got the best cat ever. He loves us and what really matters more than that?
Bio: I wish we knew more!
Lives Remaining: 7 of 9
Forums Motto: From a distinguished line of tabby cats
Sara was trying to leave to pick someone up at the airport at 4 AM today. I jumped on the window and wanted to go. She almost threw me in the car, but didn't have a box, so I stayed. No one seems to know how I would act if I were free in the car.
Then, when they came back, the sun was just coming up, and I was RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET crouched on ma' belly, stalking a pigeon that was twice my size. It flew away. Then I stalked a dog that was there. Then the humans got the suitcases and told me I had had enough and was going inside. I went in with them and chirped. Then we all went to bed.