He was the ruler of the house, the mouthy, bossy, dirty white boy I got from a friend who got him from a vet who got him from an old farmer.... We never knew exactly how old he was, best guess was at least 12 or 13. He had had a difficult life before coming to live with me: he'd been lacerated by a truck fan belt, he'd had heartworm, he ...
Updated: Jul 15, 2008 12:11pm PST
My sweet little bird hunter, Ms. 4Paws was dumped as a kitten in my old neighborhood by cold, heartless idiots who don't know how to spay / neuter their pets. She was a baby, maybe 8wks old, tiny, hungry and scared. She came to live with us on a 'temporary' basis, as we already had 2 huge (>20lb) male cats, but she won us over within ho ...
Updated: Jul 15, 2008 8:55am PST
This gallery is sort of a catch-all for cat shots: Calvin, Hobbes, and Hellon in various groupings, my parents' cats, kitties belonging to friends, etc. Remember the cop's corollary: more than 3 cats in one household, and *someone* in that house is crazy. I've always limited my total to three.
Updated: May 12, 2008 3:27pm PST