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| Name: |
Hamish
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Age: |
Two and a half years old
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| Gender: |
Male
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Kind: |
Maine Coon mix
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| Home: |
Rockville, Maryland, USA
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You
should know from the start that I'm more dignified than anyone I've
ever met, what with my handsome appearance and good Scottish name and
all. But enough about me... I met my human mom in a makeshift shelter
(a Petco) and at that time my name was Meco. I am certain she didn't
come into the joint to take me home! Her husband was in for a surprise,
the poor sap, as I was taken home by this woman that, well, fell hard
for me. From then on I was known as Hamish (the Danish).
My second weekend with these humans they took me to Philadelphia and we
stayed in a posh, pet-friendly hotel. I think they expected me to be
freaked out or something, way up in the hotel room. To tell you the
truth, I wasn't very impressed and almost soiled the bed just to get
them back. But I made myself right at home, and decided to minimize my
stress by enjoying the great view from the window. In the end, our stay
was very pleasant and fun. You should have seen these two eating Philly
cheese steak sandwiches like ravenous dogs. Quite undignified like many
of your species, but despite it all I love them silly. Not that I would
ever admit it to them, but they're alright.
Anyway, things changed in a very short time. Now there are three of
us cats, and we've moved to a bigger place. You wouldn't believe how far
I rode the "jealous sourpuss" look when the first new cat (an obnoxiously
adorable orange tabby) arrived. I've cashed in on quite a few tasty
morsels on that one. And all the verbal reassurances from the female
human! You'd think I were a human baby! Nowadays the other cats
absolutely adore me, by the way, accepting meanwhile that I am top cat.
But you didn't think I'd ever really be anything other than top cat, did you?
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