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| Oscar |
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| Oscar's perch: a basket lid laden with catnip (kitty pot, as Amy calls it) |
| As you can see, this cat displays much athletic prowess and energy, as he dashes around... wait a minute. No he doesn't!... |
| Here is Oscar freaking out because he is terrified of the out-of-doors. Amy is expecting to be clawed to death any minute... |
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| We adopted Oscar from the local animal shelter. He's a very fat, very poofy Himalayan who likes to cry a lot and LOVES to eat. He recieved the nickname "Princess" when Amy tied a lacey bow around his neck one day and he made no effort to remove it. He actually enjoyed wearing it. That is when I started calling him "Oscar the Princess." |