A few notes from my master:

Back in the early 80s, my brother found a stray (maybe?) cat out at town, and he brought it home. It was a manx, and it was evidently very close to being pure bred. Muffin/Spike (we called it both) managed to live up until around 92-93, and she had many many kittens over that period of time. Because of her manx pureness, we are still getting lots of cats that don't have tails, or only have small stubs where a normal cat has a tail. So, there's the background on the story. Since I recently moved out of the dorms and into my own trailer, I decided that I wanted to get a kitty cat. Enter Scratchy.

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