This is Dante, he was the original FattyMcBeans. I use the name in honour of him. I'm not one to get to attached to pets but Dante stoled my heart from the time I first saw him. He was special and the two of us had a bond. I got him as a birthday gift for my mom but he was always my cat. I remember picking him out at the pet store. He was the only kitten sleeping and the rest were running around and playing. He was an odd cat. He was a huge chicken shit. He didn't like going outside, he would run from birds and he was terrified of the dark. I don't know how that one works cats are suppose to the the dark, but not Dante. We kept his food on the basement steps and he wouldn't go eat unless you turned on the light and stood there with him. But for all his quirks he was a great cat. He loved to cuddle and would always climb into my lap as soon as I sat down. He knew when I was sick or just down and would always curl up beside me and purr to make me feel better. But don't let his cuteness fool you he had a temper and could be mean if he really wanted too. I have a few scars from him and every time I look at them I smile and think about him. He loved to terrorize my friends, he would always sneak up on and attack them. I miss him and it was hard to watch him wither away from cancer. I could see the pain in his eyes and he tried to be brave for me but it was just too much. Many cats have come and gone since him and all of them have had their place in my life but none of them will ever be as close to me as Dante. I miss you McBeans!
