Case and point here:
Saw this fluffy bastard at the animal shelter while I was back home for Christmas. Two seconds later we were filling out the adoption papers. A day later we built him the carpeted kitty tower he is sitting on in this picture.
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This cat is badass. Has a tendency to flop down for belly rubz after he rubs up on your leg. Chunks missing from his ears from his days of kicking ass on the streetz. Absolute purrmonster.
I call him Bloobert (he's a blue tabby) and my brother calls him Jeff.
This is how it's done IRL, bitches.