// Profile
Pet
Cat
Cat's Breed
Don't Know
Mixed with Another Cat Breed?
Don't Know
Gender
Male
Energy
4
Intelligence
8
Friendliness
10
Playfulness
7
What I Like to Eat
Well, my favorite things to eat are cantaloupe, milk left over from mom's cereal, ice cream and flowers! However, I'm on a very strict diet so my wicked mother may give me a teaspoon of her left over milk if I'm lucky and maybe a tiny bit of cantaloupe. Instead I am stuck on a diet of low fat/diet dry cat food which I get a quarter cup of 2x daily. But, when my little brother isn't looking I sneak a few bites of his food and steal his treats..ssshhhh!
What I like to do
My favorite thing to do is lie on my mommy and give her loads of hugs and drooly kisses! I also love to lie on my back in the sunbeams or on the balcony. Sleeping on the window sill is another lazy past time. I do love to gang up on my little brother and I am amazing at playing fetch with mom too!
Where we'd go if I got to choose the destination of our next vacation
Definitely somewhere in the woods....A breezy, sunny forest type place where I could talk to and chase squirrels and birds, run around and (attempt) to climb trees! Not to mention, I'd have loads of flowers and plants at my feet to eat!
How I came to be in the care of my owner
Mom (and dad at the time) were actually not in the market for a new kitty (especially dad). Mom's kitty from her youth had just passed away, and the kitty they had (who then became my older brother) was lonely, but Mom was way too sad.
A friend of a friend had a litter and Mom went to see the new kitties, I was the only one left. I just happened to be so sweet and handsome that Mom decided she wouldn't let anyone else have me. Little did she know that I'd stroll in as if I owned the place, taunt my new big brother and take over. I also had a really bad behavior problem. I was just playful and endearing. However, I guess my new owners didn't like that I climbed up all of the screens in the windows, climbed the clothes in the closets that I would sneak into, climbed curtains, bounced off walls, chewed on hair of sleeping victims, bit knee-caps until I got ALL the attention (I still do), scratch antique chairs.....I could go on and on.
As much as I frustrated them, they were stuck and now I am the fattest, loviest boy imaginable! I guess I owed them for my adolescence 
Luella
Victoria Couture
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