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| Doodz, the best snax. Ever. |
It's time I told you a little about my self. My mom doesn't know my birthday, but my gotcha day is Dec.23. I'm almost 10. I was just a babe when my mom and dad (we don't talk alot about dad, cuz i'm a mama's boy.) heard something crying in the pasture next to my house. They called, "here kitty, kitty, kitty. They made me feel safe and I was hungry, so I wandered on up. Friends, let me tell you, I was in sad, sad, shape. (My mommy cries a little bit at this part.) I was not even a handful of kitten and I had been badly burned. My mom sat up all nite feeding me, doctoring my wounds, and just stayin by my side, so I would feel safe and loved. I survived the night. Several vet trips and several hundred dollars later I officially became mommy's lil man. It was a long time before my body healed, but my heart healed much quicker. Surprisingly my fur grew back and I don't have any scars from my former life(mental or physical). Kitties, life's been good since then. I nap, nom, frisk, and love all day every day. So now you know a lil bit more about this mancat.
