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I, Yoda, was born to poor migrant mouse chasers, who traveled from
barn to barn looking for a free meal.
My daddy was a nasty tom, who had a taste for the nip and reportedly
cheated on my mother many times before leaving her for a wealthy
Persian.
Left to raise us 12 kittens on her own, my mom (Merna) did the best
she could but once I was old enough (six months) I decided to head
out on the highway and look for adventure. |
My first job was as an exotic lap napper at a senior’s complex.
Next I was also an understudy for a red headed guy named Morris
(nice guy, but a real finicky eater).
Then I landed my favorite job, as a snuggler in a group home for
teens. It was exhausting work – always hopping from bed to bed,
constantly breaking up jealous arguments over who would have the
pleasure of my company, not to mention who would have the honor
of feeding me. |
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Sadly, because of funding problems the group home had to shut down
and I, Yoda, was left without a home.
I was sent to Eagle Ridge Veterinary Hospital for a physical exam
and vaccinations before I was due to be sent to the orphanage.
I liked the hospital and staff so much that I decided to stay. |
As most of you know, I am extremely handsome, charming and charismatic.
The ladies at Eagle Ridge didn’t really have a choice – they fell
in love with me and begged me to live at the hospital.
The doctor was a little hesitant at first, but after I decided to
take an extended nap in his briefcase he was mine. And the rest
as they say is history. |
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