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| Name: |
Bingo
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Age: |
One and a half years old
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| Gender: |
Male
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Kind: |
Cat
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| Home: |
London, England
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My
name is Bingo, and in case you're in any doubt, I'm the coolest cat
in the 'hood. I'm not just the prettiest, but the smartest too. It's
taken me a bit of time, but I've now got all the other cats under my
paw. It's all about confidence, see. Most cats are such scaredy-cats.
Me, I know no fear.
My feeders had a party with a hundred of those tall goofy human things
all standing around and lurching about and making such a racket. Now
most cats would have been frightened about all that noise, that some oaf
might tread on theme, and hide under the sofa for a week. But I realized
right off - see, I'm smart - that I could turn it into one big
cuddle-fest. I just went from human thing to human thing getting stroked
and cuddled all evening. What fun!
I chose my feeders when they came to the cat home. There had been others
in and out, but I didn't like the look of them. But these two came along
and looked like an easy push-over. I mean, you want them to a soft
touch, don't you? Mind you, they seemed fixed on having some frightened
dumb black cat, and I was stuck in a cage. The only thing to do was paw
the bigger clumsier one as he walked past to get his attention, and then
just be so friendly and cuddly they couldn't resist me. Ha, and it
worked! And you know, they are a soft touch. I have them wrapped around
my little claw. Food whenever I want it. Cuddles all the time. Lots of
playing. Mind you, I have to keep them sweet. I chase this cloth mouse
on the end of the stick to make them laugh, and I also let them sleep in
my nice big double bed.
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