About a month ago Hubby said he was ready for a new cat. I told him I wasn't ready yet. On Sunday night Hubby came home with a box that had a lid and openings for handles. I asked him what was in the box and he said it was a surprise...he said "Here kitty kitty." I didn't believe him. He said "Here kitty kitty" again, and I still didn't believe him. Then I saw the white nose poking out of the handle. "What the..." was my response. Hubby told me that this cat is "special." Not as in "eat the paste" special, but that he has been neglected special. Poor kitty. He was locked up in an apartment for a couple weeks without food or water.
Let me introduce you to Maxwell: He is afraid of the light and being out in open spaces, he knows how to open cabinet doors, he is loud, he is a rub-down mooch, and he can spend 10 minutes in his litter box scratching. As of this morning we are on the fast track to moving him outside to be a partially outside cat. The litter box is starting to irritate me and when I picked him up this morning he "dribbled" on my sweater. Gross. He is an odd ball, but I like wierdo type animals.
Sorry I could not get a picture of him with his eyes open, so you get to see him while he is sleeping...one of his favorite past times. Since this is a crafty type blog I included the felt butterflies and birds to show that I am working on something.
Have a great day! ~Leslie
I think Maxwell is cute. Just let him be an inside cat.
ReplyDeleteHe looks like George!! I agree, keep him inside ... he will live longer. :P
ReplyDeleteYou both are crazy. Maxwell is trying out the outside life today.
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