The only thing I blame on the cat is the coating of dust on all my equipment because I have no other place for the damn litter box.
I could start a whole other thread just about that cat. He was an unwelcome (at the time) gift from my sister who was moving into an apartment where she couldn't have him. The short version is he was a stray, feral, miserable critter when she found him. He wasn't violent, and that was his only saving grace. Turns out, now that I've had him for a couple years, he's really friendly. He can be pretty timid, especially if there's new people he doesn't know, and he'll hide somewhere. When it's just me and him, he's always by my side. I have to admit, I've grown quite fond of him. Guess all he needed was someone who cared. God knows my sister didn't. It took me months of slow training to get him the way he is now. He was afraid of all people, including me.
Last edited by ChrisRR; 01/15/17 04:49 PM.
