DOB: 5 Dec 2005
Breed: Domestic Short Hair
Colour: Charcoal Tabby
Gender: Male - desexed
.....One dark night a young lass became lost. Wandering the streets
she met a bad-boy. He promised to protect her. Foolishly she believed him.
In the morning he was gone. Perhaps he realised he was no good for her.
But it was already too late. She was pregnant. Rascal was born of that union.
This is his story....
No-one really knows his heritage but i'm told he has a lot of Burmese traits. Regardless of how he came to be, Rascal is the sweetest cat i've ever known.
I'd recently returned from travelling with work and was finally able to settle down and stay in one place for long enough to entertain the option of a pet. Rascal is my Claytons Dog. I was living in an apartment and adopted Rascal from a shelter. He was the most affectionate cat there and he's still climbing on my lap for cuddles. Rascal plays fetch with a ball, loves to stalk and chase toys, buttons and fluff on the floor and is a bit of a clown.
He also quite likes to meet our visitors and friends, often rushing to the door to greet them. He will also sit patiently next to the dogs while theyre doing any training or hovering for scraps. I get the most disgusted look for me and the dogs when he realises they're working so hard and getting so worked up over vegetables.
He likes to talk to me, especially at dinner time, and whilst he doesnt exactly love the dogs he tolerates their presence and there appears to be an amnesty at night time as he's regularly caught curled up near them. I think he likes the warmth they provide.
We've attempted several times to find him a feline mate even fostering cats for a time to see if one fit, but he seems to withdraw into himself and becomes agitated, so we've determined that he prefers to be the only feline in the house.