Wet Cleanup on Aisle 5

My Little Gay Cat

I have been snoozing by this fireplace my whole life. Can't you tell?

Mr. Tabby, my little adoptee, has come out of the closet!  It’s only been oh, 11 months.  That has to be some kind of record.

It was a relatively quick affair once he’d made up his mind about it, poor bubsy.  And now that he’s out, he is a super snugglesaurus lap cat.  Yay!

Cat Mandu is tolerating him pretty well, unless he gets too close, at which point she’ll bop him on the nose.  He takes it like a pro, since he lived around so many other cats for so long.  I’ve been intrigued by how he sneaks up a little bit closer to her every week, gradually getting her used to him.

Once, they were even in my lap at the same time!  I think Mandu was too sleepy to notice he’d snuck in, because when she woke up, she bopped him on the head and left in a huff.

He’s still a bit timid, but all in all he’s turning out to be a heckuva nice cat.

Two cats at once!