Wednesday, May 11, 2011
HE WAS A GOOD OLD BOY
Now I have to move on to all the good memories of him. He was born in a shelter in Kenosha, Wisconsin on Halloween 1991. I didn't want another yellow tiger cat but grandma went with me to the shelter, that was a mistake. She opened the door to his cage when she saw him and he jumped on her. His claws were in her coat so far we couldn't get them out. He licked her face so hard I thought she was going to lose her glasses. Since they were attached, I had to take them both home. Great decision now that I look back. Thanks grandma.
I don't have any baby pictures of him on the computer. I'll have to go dig them out and scan them in. He was adorable when he was little.
Thanks for letting me bend your ear about this guy. He was a good old boy.