Wooly's Story
![]() I hate having my picture taken! |
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I was born in an overgrown garden in Los Altos, CA. I don't know whether I had any brothers and sisters; at least none of them made my mistake of going after some dinner that was inside this wire box thing which closed behind me! Actually I really don't think of it as a mistake because I now live in a foster home along with some other rescued cats to talk to and play with. I have to admit it is a pretty comfy life.
I have several cute foibles: I like to eat on top of my cat tree and I like to perch on the edge of my litter box to use it. It's cleaner for me that way! I still like to hop up on my foster dad's back when he scoops our box, just to make sure he gets it really clean!
As you can see, I have the fastest eyes in the west when it comes to having my picture taken. However, if you ask really nicely, I'll show you some of my baby pictures which show that I can open my eyes!
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