I'm crazy cat. I am about 3 years old. My first owners found me as a kitten at a flea market. They took me home. I was an inside/outside cat. I chased birds and climbed trees. But it was kinda rough. They fed us what ever they had. Dog food, pig food. You get the picture. I was given to my hooman family I have now because my owners were moving and couldn't take me. I had a hard time adjusting. They had a cat named spike. He wanted to be friends with me but I hissed and growled. Their food was delicious. I started filling out getting used to things. Then I was diagnosed with ringworm. My hooman family got it. We just had to have some cream. I HATED the cream. But we all got better. I started losing weight and now I'm my adorable self. I have a favorite hooman. I like both my hooman sissies. I love my mommy and daddy but I kinda stay out of their way. I like hair ties. At our food bowls in the bathroom I put my hair ties in the food and make my brothers eat around them. After a while I was comfy with me & Spike. Then my adult hooman sissy brought home an injured kitty. She didn't give mommy and daddy time to make a decision, she just brought him in. His name is little. He's 2 years old. Spike is 4, I'm 3, and little is 2. But I'm the best I think. Well that's about me.
Stay crazy my friends. Love CRAZT CAT
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The Life Of A Cat Named Crazy
HumorI'm a sweet cat when nobody touches me except my person. I'm cute as a button. But sometimes I go a little crazy around the house. Usually at bedtime. Here is my life as an open book to you!❤️