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The Gang of Cats

Stryperbuddy

A Master in Training

Hi, my name is Stryper. My pet webmaster calls me Li'l Stryper. Tiny, the house master, calls me Stryperbuddy.

Here is my story. One lonely day last year, in early-August, I found my pet webmaster wandering the halls of a pet store looking lost. So I called out to him and invited him in to the "prison" I was kept in.

I was in cell block D, cage ten. Ahh, the floor view, where all I could see were the furless two-legged creatures walk by. But all I could see were their feet.

He knelt over and I immediately bit on his finger and yelled "Get me outta here!" I would not let go. Hmm, I think he was impressed. But wait, he needed more convincing that I wanted to adopt him.

So, I sat there, staring up at him. I gave him my best commanding look. I think that's what did it. So, next thing I knew, I was riding home with my new pet.

Well, when I came home, I found there were these other big guys living here, arggh! Haha, I wasn't really mad, I was just glad to know my new pet had other masters here.

I was really happy to be here and made friends with Tinyboy, as my pet webmaster calls him. I knew he was the boss, because whatever Tinyboy wanted, he got! I like that!

Sadly, I got very ill the next day with a cold. My new pet was so caring, he took me to the doctor where I was checked up. I think they gave my new pet some things to give me. I can't remember. I was out for a whole month.

Every day, my pet would feed me with a little dripper, yummy warm milk. And would give me water. I took the meds that made me very tired, but I was tired and weak anyways.

Slowly, I got better and here I am!

I like my new master, Tinyboy. He plays with me and lets me beat him up. I know he can take me easily, but he lets me get the upper hand in all our wrestling matches.

Well, I have to go, meow!