Fuzzy Face!

I have mentioned our spoiled rotten cat but feel it is time for some detail on the subject. He is a tiger stripped maincoone of a little over a year old. I found him as a stray in our driveway on a very cold Nov. afternoon in 2004. After devouring 2 cans of tuna he sat in momma lap and snored the outside life in the cold into a memory. He now is ruler of the house with his 2 slaves to bend to his ever whim and need. He is very clownish as male mainecoones are and likes to lay in the middle of the floor with his fuzzy nether regions spread eagle for all to see. We tell him that this isn't appropriate for a young man but he doesn't care. He is an accomplished begger of what ever you have on your plate. It doesn't matter he wants it. Popcorn, chips, mashed potatoes, cauliflower....He's not picky. He will just set up on his hunches and wave a paw in the air for attention. Popping up like a gopher looking out of his hole. Of course he is starved....All 13 pounds of him. He enjoys his shrimp nips and races to the kitchen if you even hint at going towards his food bowl. Even if it means taking our your legs to get there. He is frightened of pillows and the vacuum cleaner. He hides behind the washer when he is scared. When we come home from an evening out he usually stays in the living room long enough to see the door open and then its a furry flash back to the kitchen until he makes sure it us. Then of course rubbins should commence immediately. If we are bringing groceries home and our hands are full then his appropriate action is to walk in the way so that your leg rubs him on the way to the kitchen. This has caused a few trips and comments to mister kitty to get the @#*%! out of the way. Anyway I hope this has entertained you and you now have an idea of the burden we have taken upon ourselves..........We wouldn't have it any other way. :)