Nicknames: big man, big daddy, fatty

How I Arrived To My Family: Rescued while with a mean spinal fracture from which I've never fully recovered from. While I was recovering as best as could happen.. I was put into a tiny carrier that I couldnt turn around in so I couldn't move and further injure my back or even cause paralysis. Momma was sad cause for months I had to stay that way, no activity.. no playtime outside. Momma would keep me company though.. sittin my lil case on her lap and petting my head.. giving me yummies. She would leave my door open so I can see and smell everything, but I knew I wasn't allowed outside. Well.. as a result of no exercise.. I got fat and almost forgot how to walk-blushes- .. sometimes it's a little hard to walk if I had been running around too much the day before and even then if sore.. I still like to be out and lying with momma on her bed, enjoying a sense of love and peace. It's a helluvalot more than I could've had in the carrier. And had she not found me.. I would've no doubt been put to sleep since most people would think a rattie not worth the vet bills.