Let's not make it a thing.Ī happy-go-lucky little gal, but a tad sensitive about her ears. Long hair, round face, maximum cuddle factor. Rumor has it there's a cat somewhere under all that fur.įrequently mistaken for a feather duster. He's got more spots than sense, but you'll love him all the same. To nap, or not to nap: that is the question.ĭon't mention his tail, don't mention his tail. Your best friend, as long as you have tuna. Those ears can hear you serving cat food from a mile away. Thinks mice were created for his own personal amusement. Get used to saying "How did you get up there?"Ĭurls up on your lap and casts a sleeping spell on you. This pretty kitty cheers up even the gloomiest Vault Dweller. That bad luck myth is ssoooo blown out of proportion. The epitome of the sleek, slim, feline form.Ĭats? Extinct? Just try getting rid of these babies. Similar to before the war, cats are usually found near human habitation.
Wastelanders encountered across the former United States either own cats, talk about their past pets, or make references to cats as slang and cliches. Utilized as food during times of famine, some towns no longer have cats. Found in Carbon, the Commonwealth, Appalachia, and Broken Hills.
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