Name: Bagheera Breed: suspected Bombay heritage Features: solid black coat and one eye Best Friend: Me Favorite Toy: a small mouse Favorite Game: fetch
Background: Bagheera was rescued from a horders house with about 50 other cats. Over half of the ones rescued didn’t survive. His eye got infected when he was fighting for food so it had to be removed. Unfortunarly the vet missed some of the infection, so he had to have surgery a second time to finish cleaning it out. When I adopted Bagheera, he was five months old and had just been declared clean of infection for three weeks. The first couple weeks with this sweet boy were a mix of amazement at what he had been through and helping him recover. He had terrible depth perception and was constantly falling or running into things.
Current Life: Bagheera is now turning 5 years old! He loves sleeping under the blankets with his head tucked under my chin and is extreamly protective of me. If I dare to shut the bathroom door before he follows me in, he sticks his paw under it for me to hold (just in case I need him) while giving me a piece of his mind. When I do let him in, he jumps onto the counter to bite at the heater cord until I plug it in, so he can sprawl infront of it. My mom’s dogs are nervous around him because he doesn’t hesitate to attack if they get too close to me. He also has a sweet tooth and a taste for the finer things in life, leading him to get into quite a bit of trouble. Because of this, he has learned how to open a variety of containers, which is the bane of my existence. He learned this habit because he had to scavenge for food as a baby in order to survive. When I leave the house, he will follow me to the door and sit there crying until I return. On long trips, I will take him with me because he loves car rides! His favorite place in the car is across my shoulders so he can be my co-pilot. To this day, this mighty hunter has a little trouble hunting flies that get in his blind spot, but overall, is a happy and healthy mini-panther.
