Evil little boy

Ubel means "evil" in German. I was on a real German kick when I adopted him while volunteering at the local shelter. And after reading many a Nietzsche. So Ubel it became. He was quite the cat and although he portrayed an affectionate front by greeting everyone at the door, he became my partner in crime while I was in college. I (a girl) lived in a house with three guys during my semesters. And Ubel would run into the guys' rooms and steal things like socks and other random items. On occasion he would steal money from my room mate across the hall, who was a waiter. So Ubel ended up with most of his tips. I returned them, of course. Sadly Ubel only lived to be a year old, as he was born with a congenital heart condition. The good ones always live fast and die hard.