It's been 12 years, Spunkymeister, since I plucked you out of that creative companions store, and I've enjoyed every one of them.
History: Spunky was in the bottom of a rescue cage in a store that sold bird, reptiles, etc. He shared it with an older kitten. I had cuddles him and then put him back. He was screaming at the top of his lungs, "get me out of here" and climbed his 9 oz self to the top of the cage.
He was 9.6 oz and 6 weeks two days later at the vet! So he went home with me and got fattened up. Though he is not fat. And I'm surprised he grew as much as he did. Too much energy.
Join me in wishing Spunkyman a Happy Gotcha Day for tomorrow!
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