You remember this guy? The kitty who followed me hiking?
As you may have guessed, he is still here. Looks like he found a home- mine! This is Samson now:
Now, before you start in with the ooohs and the ahhhs and the oh how sweet, this is how he looks 98% of the time:
Just a blur of fur.
So exactly how many things can a kitty get into in a day?
- the toilet (while it’s flushing and he also likes to perch on the seat behind whoever happens to be seated there)
- the washing machine (as it’s filling with water no less)
- the dryer
- my breakfast
- my dinner
- the plants
- the microwave (I was tempted to shut the door and turn it on ;))
- the trees
- the roof
- the kitchen sink
- the closets
- boxes and bags
- and the guinea pig cage
I could continue, but there is only so much space on the page.
Samson also wants to be a cowboy when he grows up. How do I know? Well he likes to ride the backs of the other two cats like they’re bucking broncos until they manage to throw him off. He isn’t real popular with them. This is when they like him best:
So sweet little Samson has earned the nicknames of Maniac Squirrel (mom thought he was a squirrel when he was in a treetop), just plain Maniac, and most recently P.I.T.A. (pain in the ass). Just the same, I’ll end this post with an oooh and ahhh picture:
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