When we adopted fuzzybutt he was so tiny he fit in the palm of my hand and originally we named him Congo Silverback. Congo the movie had just came out and he looked like a silver back gorilla with tiny silver hairs that ran along his back but then they fell out and his hair grew long and he put on a few pounds.
Another one of Fuzzybutt with MoMo in the background
He sits on everything
This is Good Golly Miss Molly
She's our outside half feral kitty that adopted us and is about to burst with kittens
I have no idea, she wasn't even one of our cats, lol. 1/2 of our house has a low pitch in the roof, almost like a lean to, about 20% pitch. She apparently thought it would be a good place to stay away from the cat eating dog. I can't remember how many she actually had but my mom took 1 calico, my best friend took 1 calico, and I took MoMo. I know he was the only black and white. He's 13 or 14 yrs old. My mom's cat died almost 2 yrs ago and the other one died in surgery while being spayed.
Edit to ad: we had to adopt fuzzybutt from the shelter because someone stole momo's kitty (it was a siamese) and he wouldn't stop howling till we got him another kitty
Hi there! I'm new but goofing off on the computer is a favorite thing to do while nursing our baby son. Soooo, I apologize for posting so much.
We have four indoor kitties (I like the wild birds and lizards). No cats in our barn either. We trapped one intact feral male last year and took him to the pound. Since then, owls have been working on the rats and mice.
The first kitty, Thea, was rescued as an adult. I had her when I met my husband. She used to be frightened of men but now she snuggles with hubby at night. She loves our son when he's asleep or at least sleepy. Now that he's crawling she stays away!
Our vet asked us to take in this kitty. Her nae is Audrey. She was part of a litter that was dumped in the backyard of the vet clinic. They had trouble catching her. She is still shy around strangers but is an absolute love with us. She is also "babysitter kitty". She is amazing with our young son. She comes running if he cries or squeals. She would let him crawl on her if I let him, (which I don't). I have never seen her claws around him.
This kitty was half-starved and dumped. She mewed pitifully from a bush across the street one very cold morning before a bad storm. We were happy with two kitties so I tried to send her to a no kill shelter but no one would take her because it was right before Halloween and she is pure black. Hubby named her Bagheera. I probably don't want to know why no shelters adopt out black cats that time of year.
And, this kitty is entirely my husband's fault. Bart was a feral kitten surviving on bugs outside hubby's office. Hubby called me and asked me to catch him because someone had promised him a home. I had to trap him. The person backed out even though I paid for testing vaccines and neutering. So, kitty number four came home to live in our big dog crate until he tamed down. He is the one that ALWAYS comes when called. He tries to get our son to play with him.
Bagheera, Audrey and Bart watching a baby mocking bird in our azalea bush.
I had a babysitter cat with Peanut! She was never far from where ever I had Peanut out to the barn and would get upset if Peanut cried. She was just a kitten when Kute Kitten was born.
Oh, and as far as posting to much, don't worry about it. There is no such thing as posting to much. Just ask wynedot and me.