My 16 year old brother is completely anti-cat. He refuses to hold them or have anything to do with them...until Ditto came along!
At first he called Ditto an ugly little misfit mokey-cat because he had patched of stripes on white. Now he holds him, catches things for him to eat (mice, etc. - since our cats are outside), and even has his own nickname for him: A.P. after Adrian Peterson (sp?), some football player. In his own words Ditto "is going to be a great quarterback when he grows up!"
Guess which kitty is going to be staying with us?
At first he called Ditto an ugly little misfit mokey-cat because he had patched of stripes on white. Now he holds him, catches things for him to eat (mice, etc. - since our cats are outside), and even has his own nickname for him: A.P. after Adrian Peterson (sp?), some football player. In his own words Ditto "is going to be a great quarterback when he grows up!"
Guess which kitty is going to be staying with us?
