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Domestic Short Hair (short coat) : : Male : : Senior Black and White Tuxedo
Hello, My name is Bobby. I'm looking for someone to love. I was born in Mesa, Arizona about 6 or 7 years ago in the garage of an elderly couple who loved cats. These people had some cats in their house and fed some outside ones just because they didn't want anyone to go hungry. One night I crawled up inside the car in the garage to keep warm.I woke , up when the engine started and I fell on the ground with a thud, knocking the air out of me. The next thing I knew the gentle hands of an old man picked me up and I heard him say to his wife, "Oh my, I think he's dead!" He started to put me in the garbage can. I, mustered up a faint cry so he'd know I was not dead....."Oh, my gosh!," said the old man, "I think I just heard him say something, but look, his tail has been cut off. Let's hurry and take him to the vet." They rushed me to their favorite vet who took a couple of stitches in what was left of my tail and then the Vet said, "Well, looks like this little guy was lucky to just get a bobbed tail." So that's how I got my new name Bobby. I got to go inside the house where it was always warm and there was lots of good things to eat. I spent most of my time playing with the yarn the old woman kept in a basket by her, chair and she playfully would swat at me. "Go away Bobby, I'm making a sweater, it's not a toy for you." She did make some yarn toys for me though and they were wonderful.I still have one or two. Many years went by and we were all happy. But in October, 2002 the old lady got ill and went away to the hospital. She never, came home and the old gentleman spent many hours sitting in her chair holding us, looking out the window. After two years of waiting for her to come home, he went to look for her, I think, because one day he went out and never came back too. Now, I am looking for someone to love again. I have lived so many years with quiet, gentle people that I don't think I would be good in a home with noise, children and doggies. I'm not a mean guy, just sort of set in my ways. Kind of like my wonderful old people were. More about BobbyIs Not Good with Dogs, Not Good with Cats, Is Not Good with Kids
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