Introducing...

Bob.

Bob is my kitty.  Not that the others aren’t mine or that I don’t love the others but there is just something special about Bob.  He sort of attached himself to me and I have become his human.

This is Bob’s story from Catster:

A long time ago I lived with a man, his wife, and their son. I was left outside most of the time and didn't really like it. One day the man told me that he was going to give me away because he and his wife were going to have another baby and didn't want to bother with me any more. I didn't quite understand; I was a good boy. I talked a lot and tried to be really friendly, even with their little dog. I never scratched the boy even when he pulled my tail. I didn't know what I had done wrong. The next day the man loaded me up in his car and drove me to his work. He left me in the car for awhile - it was November and I was cold but soon he took me to another house, put me on their porch, and left. I was all by myself and kind of scared but didn't want to act like it so I decided to look around and see what I could find. There was this big white garbage bag and the stuff in it smelled so good to me - I was hungry. I chewed a hole in the bottom and pulled all the good smelling stuff out. I had so much fun eating all the neat things and playing with the stuff I didn't want to eat!

Even though I was having fun I was still a little scared - I had been on the porch for a long time and nobody was coming to see me. I started to get sad but then I heard another little kitty on the other side of the big wood door. She talked to me and sounded like she would be so much fun to play with, if only I could meet her! She told me to wait for awhile longer and then her mommy and daddy would be home. Maybe then we could play together. As it started to get dark I wondered if she really knew what she was talking about but then I saw lights and heard a man and a woman talking. I wasn't familiar with their voices so I wanted to make my best impression. I sat up really straight and tall in the middle of all the things I pulled from the white bag and waited for them to see me. The woman opened the porch door and seemed really happy to see me. She scooped me up and told me what a handsome boy I was! The man didn't sound very happy. I heard him tell the woman that she needed to do something with me and that I didn't need to stay there. She promised him that she would clean up the "mess" I made and then she would do something with me. She walked into the house and sat me down on the floor so I could finally meet the kitty I had been talking to all day! She was such a nice kitty! She and I began playing and I was so happy.

That night I laid on the lady's lap while she talked to the man. She told him that she needed me to stay (I was surprised because really I was the one who needed her to let me stay) and that she would take care of me. The man wasn't too happy but he said it was her decision, she knew how he felt about a fourth cat. She told him that I needed a name and she wanted him to name me. Without really giving it much thought he said, "Bob." She seemed to like that so she told me they would call me Bob and I would be able to live in their house with them, the really nice kitty, and the two other kitties that didn't really seem to want to get to know me.

The next day she took me to a strange building and I was worried that I was going to be left alone again. But she didn't leave me! She stayed with me even though she let some strange man, the "vet," poke me with sharp things and do a test for something called leukemia. He said the test was negative and I saw my new mom smile so I think that was a good thing. A couple of weeks later the nice kitty who was my best friend had the same test done but it came back positive. My mommy was very sad. She said that maybe the retest would be negative but a few weeks later it wasn't. Mommy cried a lot but the nice kitty, Tigger, and I talked. We decided that she wouldn't get sick for a long time and maybe that would make mommy happy. Tigger stayed with us for a couple more years and mommy was very happy. Then one night Tigger told me her sad news. She said that it was hard for her to breathe and she thought that she had stayed around long enough. She said that mommy used to watch a movie called, Fried Green Tomatos. Tigger remembered that in one part Ruth went to sleep and Idgie was sad. But the housekeeper told her that a lady always knew when it was time to go and Ms. Ruth was a lady. So Tigger told me she was a lady and it was her time to go. I didn't care if she was a lady or not, I didn't want her to go, I loved her. The next day Mommy took her to the doctor. When mommy came home she was very sad. She cried and cried and I didn't know what to do. I tried to be a good boy but I was sad too. Mommy told me that Tigger had been very sick and she didn't wake up when she went to sleep.

I still miss Tigger and Mommy does too. I can still see her even though I don't think mommy can because sometimes when we're playing mommy will ask me what I'm doing by myself. I'm not by myself but I guess she doesn't know that! That's how I got my mommy and daddy and am very happy now. Mommy lets me sleep on her pillow at night and I never get in trouble, of course, I never do anything bad!