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| Name: |
Romulus
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Age: |
Four and a half years old
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| Gender: |
Male
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Kind: |
Cat
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| Home: |
Dublin, Ireland
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To
some people he is just a plain black cat, to me he is my Rom Pom Pom,
my Big Bellied Boy! As you can see he is big boned! He loves his food,
so much so he actually doesn't know when he is full and tends to puke a
lot so I spend time on my hands and knees shampooing carpets (he never
pukes on easy-to-clean surfaces!). I like to think of this as one of
his special features! He will only sit on my lap when I am on the loo
or sitting on a chair in my mother's house. He also ensures I get up in
the morning by 'digging' under my bedroom door when the alarm goes off.
You have heard the expression 'he couldn't catch a fly' well in Rom's
case he can't! (I have seen him try) but whilst his hunting skills are
nonexistent, he takes his job as protector of all he surveys very
seriously! I live in an estate of 900 houses which Rom thinks all
belong to him, so anytime another cat comes calling there is war. I have
gotten up at 3am many times to go outside to plead with him to come in
whilst he is yowling and fighting. I am terrified my neighbors will
have me arrested for disturbance of the peace!
Rom is very good looking but has absolutely no brains, God bless him!
He looks like he is giving you a dirty look in this photo but this is
because I was yelling at him to open his eyes! He is sitting on bags of
peat moss in my mother's garden. He likes to be up high so that he can
guard his territory.
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