I adopted Aidan in September of 2006, feeling an absence in my life with my Alistaire gone. I found this three-month-old tabby kitten at the Scratching Post, a local shelter, and since I've always loved tabbies, I couldn't resist. As a kitten Aidan was a ball of energy, needing lots of attention (on his terms, of course) and play, but could occasionally be cuddly. He's grown into a grumpy old man, nicknamed Bubba, who likes to yowl if the slightest thing is different from the norm.

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