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| Name: |
Lady
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Age: |
One year old
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| Gender: |
Female
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Kind: |
Tuxedo
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| Home: |
Montreal, Canada |
Bonjour,
my name is lady, I was born in the wild, rescued, dumped
because I was a problem cat, when I was eight months old. My former
rich dad had to give me away because I was not getting along with his
other cats. Then a nice older couple wanted to adopt a cat for their
six-year-old tabby cat as his little sis. Both of us are neutered. I fit
to that profile. I remembered when my former dad's caregiver, Madame
Blanca, delivered me to a new home. When I first arrived, I was
greeted by a six-year-old tabby named Schmurtz (Mao-mao) in a living
room.
Schmurtz was real very afraid of me, because I was a tuxedo, and not
disciplined. I drove him nuts and crazy. I always poke his orange
nose and scratch his tabby tail. When he use his litterbox, I
always disturbed him. My new retired dad always scolded me because I
behave very badly, I like to climb the dining table, T.V.
stand, spill the garbage, and dirty the kitchen. I can fetch a pen,
scratch papers, and rubber bands with my mouth and walk around the
house. Everybody said that I was very cute, with shining black fur coat
hair and also I have a beauty tuxedo face with pink nose and lip.
Now the big tabby fought back because my new dad had always been on his side.
One month after, I was put into a cage again, my big tabby was
watching. Then after few hours away, my new mom brought me back from
the vet. My tabby was very happy to welcome me home.
One day, when I was taking a catnap. My big tabby approached me and
kissed me in my face, then he started help clean my head. I feel the
love he has given me. he teaches me many things. Sometimes when my new
mom gives us a can of Fancyfeast, I always let him eat first then I
eat the remaining. Now I feel some love from my new parents. My new
mom always sings me a cat song and pampers me like a baby cat. In the
morning when her alarm beeps, together with my big tabby, we wake
her up and at dusk, when she returns from work, we run and wait at
the door to greet her meou meou and I am very happy that I have a
beautiful home.
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