FIGARO AND FRIENDS

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This is Figaro.  He was born May 1988.  I had always wanted a black and white cat, and when I moved out on my own I had my chance.  He is very special to me as he kept me company those first months living alone.

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Figaro had alot of adventures while I was learning how to be a good meowmie.  I used to take him with me to my grandparents farm.  He loved to ride in the car!  He would wrap himself around my shoulders like a mink coat.  He has a curiosity about everything. 
His farming days ended when I came very close to losing him one fourth of july weekend.  He had a mild URI before we left town but TED said he should be O.K.  One morning though my grandpa let him out of the house while I was still asleep.  It was hotter than blue blazes out, and no matter how I called and called I could not find him.  Finally my grandma helped look (I think she realized that I wasnt going to leave without my cat)  She found him under some bushes unconscious.  I rushed him to my vet, and they said he was dehydrated.  He had to stay there 3 nights, and every day TED cautioned me that he could die at any minute.  So now Figaro is confined to my apartment.  Sometimes I think he is bored with it but a bored kitty is better than a dead one. 

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Figaro's favorite thing to do is to keep me from sleeping in on weekends.  He starts out very tamely by sitting on my chest, and tapping my face.  He moves on to knocking over my water glass.  If that doesnt work he grabs my eyeglasses, and bats them across the carpet, and off into another room.

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Figaro is at my side constantly.  He "helps" me do jigsaw puzzles by both laying on the puzzle board, and by trying to squeeze himself into the puzzle box.  If Im on the computer he is laying on the computer desk, and If Im watching TV he sits along the back of the couch. 
While he always wants to be where I am he is not a lap cat at all.  He only wants to cuddle on those rare occasions when he is in the mood.  Even at night he sleeps on the dresser above my bed rather than in bed with me. 

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