Well, the maintenance guy here at our apartment complex has been wanting a cat since I've moved in here... well, a few weeks back, his wish finally came true... he found a scrawny little grey striper abandoned in the bushes on the grounds. She still doesn't have a name yet. But she looks about 6-8 weeks... and she's quite the little ham. I went over there (he lives on the property) and checked her out, bringing them some toys (I have a TON). Now, he's an older divorcee (multiple times from what I gather), and has never had a pet of his very own... heh heh heh...
Yesterday, he showed me the claw marks on his calf where she had landed, expecting a solid surface and grabbing onto whatever she could find (his leg) as she fell to the floor...
Today, he made a comment i knew I had to share.
"Having a cat changes your life... I have to start wearing clothes around the apartment now."
Apparently, she tried climbing his leg last night... and he wasn't wearing pants... ouch!
I told him to join the site ... I don't think he has yet... if he has, he's hiding... I also gave him the name of my vet...
No matter what he names her, she's so adorable... and had him wrapped around her little paws from day one.
Amanda
Yesterday, he showed me the claw marks on his calf where she had landed, expecting a solid surface and grabbing onto whatever she could find (his leg) as she fell to the floor...
Today, he made a comment i knew I had to share.
"Having a cat changes your life... I have to start wearing clothes around the apartment now."
Apparently, she tried climbing his leg last night... and he wasn't wearing pants... ouch!
I told him to join the site ... I don't think he has yet... if he has, he's hiding... I also gave him the name of my vet...
No matter what he names her, she's so adorable... and had him wrapped around her little paws from day one.
Amanda