When I was a kid growing up on a farm, we had cats of all kinds. I had one that I had really grown attached to, his name be Hennry, LOL, anyway Henry got stepped on by my mother, and from that time on, he was as you say a little touched? He would jump into buckets of milk, do some of the strangest things I could ever imagine a cat doing.

He was very sweet though, and when I was just out walking around, he rode on my shoulders, he was just too sweet. He didn't do much growing, stayed small. But as I said he wasn't too bright, but yet he was the most loving kitty I had ever seen.

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