Hello, everyone on-forum. I found this site while trying to figure out if there were any cat shows in San Antonio and decided to give the boards here a shot. My furbaby is a feisty-yet-cuddly porch-pickup named Lucifer. He showed up a week before my birthday in 2004, already about six months old, and has been adored ever since.
Reddish and white, longhaired, curly-eared, and weighing in at 10 pounds currently, he loves to play in boxes, or anything boxlike. Boxes are to him what limes are to me, and my friends give me limes for my birthdays, so. He's also good friends with my mother's dog and they play around rather a lot. He doesn't like doors and will sometimes actively seek shut ones out so that he may either try to open them or fuss until you do it for him.
(He is also recovering from a stressful time in New York, where there were lots of fights in my roommate's family, and where my roommate's mother thought it was fine to hit him to make him stop doing something no matter how often he or I told her not to, so because of her actions he currently bites more than I am willing to allow when he's upset with you. Any advice on how to break him of the habit would be very much appreciated, because I am at a loss.)
The second picture is of him at only 8 or 9 months, whereas the first is him at about a year old; the period between being when he finally stopped being so uberkitteny-looking. I included the second only to better show how both earcurlies look.
Anyway, here's Luci in all his boxy glory.
Reddish and white, longhaired, curly-eared, and weighing in at 10 pounds currently, he loves to play in boxes, or anything boxlike. Boxes are to him what limes are to me, and my friends give me limes for my birthdays, so. He's also good friends with my mother's dog and they play around rather a lot. He doesn't like doors and will sometimes actively seek shut ones out so that he may either try to open them or fuss until you do it for him.
(He is also recovering from a stressful time in New York, where there were lots of fights in my roommate's family, and where my roommate's mother thought it was fine to hit him to make him stop doing something no matter how often he or I told her not to, so because of her actions he currently bites more than I am willing to allow when he's upset with you. Any advice on how to break him of the habit would be very much appreciated, because I am at a loss.)
The second picture is of him at only 8 or 9 months, whereas the first is him at about a year old; the period between being when he finally stopped being so uberkitteny-looking. I included the second only to better show how both earcurlies look.
Anyway, here's Luci in all his boxy glory.
