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Scooter looks just like our rescue cat we called Frady cat because he never really took to us. He had his moments where he would let us love on him but he must of suffered too much abuse in the past. He would hide & we wouldn't see him for days. He would come out to eat at night when we were asleep. He loved sitting on top of the washing machine & look out the window. Finally he got to where he wouldn't come out to use the litter box so we had to let him go. He had a brother that wasn't as bad but he got a wild hair for the outdoors & slipped out the front door, at least that's what we figured. He just disappeared.
 
Scooter looks just like our rescue cat we called Frady cat because he never really took to us. He had his moments where he would let us love on him but he must of suffered too much abuse in the past. He would hide & we wouldn't see him for days. He would come out to eat at night when we were asleep. He loved sitting on top of the washing machine & look out the window. Finally he got to where he wouldn't come out to use the litter box so we had to let him go. He had a brother that wasn't as bad but he got a wild hair for the outdoors & slipped out the front door, at least that's what we figured. He just disappeared.

Scooter has a similar troubled past- she was rescued by the Sheriff's department during a raid on a meth lab in rural Lancaster County. She spent a long time at the local shelter, because she too was shy and "looked mean."

She and I have been together for a little over ten years now and neither of us can imagine going to bed without the other. Though she is a bit of a one-person cat at times and it's 50-50 as to whether or not she'll greet any company.
 
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