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I got my cat in June of 1998, when he was only 2 months old according to the pet store. They said someone had just dropped him off. I hadn't planned to get a cat, especially an inside one, but a man who owned a local greenhouse where I had stopped to get grass seed to plant beside my garage, offered me a free kitten. He said the kittens were still too young to give away so I would have to wait a couple of weeks. Since I live alone I thought a pet would be a good idea and I wanted one that I could have inside my house. Since I worked at that time I thought a kitten would be the easiest to take care of. I went over to the pet shop at the mall to look at cats so I could prepare for my kitten. I saw Davy and when the woman who worked there told me someone had just dropped him off, I decided to take him home with me. She said that if I didn't take him she was going to take him home with her. He has been with me ever since and most of the time is a very good companion. |
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