Here's my Sugar Pie (as I like to call him). He's 5 yrs old and I've had him for a little over three months now (from the Humane Society). He cracks me up when he sleeps in his yoga position - which he does all the time
I've been wrestling with the idea of getting him a friend. I know he grew up as as "only" so not sure how he'd react. I just feel bad for him when he's home alone. It took me long enough to decide to get a cat, but the moment I saw him hanging out in his "jail cell" (as I like to call it) I knew he had to come home with me.