Snoopy's Story
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My siblings and I were rescued from a dumpster at a large apartment complex in Hayward. We were very small and malnourished, but the Fat Cat people took care of us and we're all now strong and healthy -- we're Fat Cats!
The Fat Cat people call me Snoopy, but my foster mom likes to call me Bruiser. That’s because I’m such a fun, scrappy guy. I’ve been hanging out with my foster mom for about 3 weeks now, and I've settled in nicely: I wander around like I own the place. My most favorite thing in the world is to play with the feather wand toy, and I've been dubbed "acrobat cat" cuzz I am the cat that flies through the air with the greatest of ease.
I love to be petted, and often sleep on the bed within reach of my foster mom. I consider myself a pretty brave dude, but sometimes the world gets a little too scary and I'll hide under the covers. But playing with those string toys gets me outta my funk. I’m a simple guy and pretty easy to entertain. I tend to follow my foster mom around quite a bit, and I go up to her often now, just to get a cuddle and a pet. But I’m looking for a forever home.
Give me a ring if you think I’m your guy. Or stop by the next adoption fair at Petco. The adoption fairs aren’t my favorite things to do, but it’s a great way for me to show you my swinging personality.
Gotta go now, those feathers are flying again!
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