This precious boy is so gorgeous and he knows it! He is a little fur-terror! lol....... I can't imagine life without him. To think, if my grandkids hadn't found him in a wood pile when he was only 2 weeks old, he wouldn't even be alive because his mom was killed; hit by a car.
I should've known he'd be a little terror because when I first seen him he spit at me..... his only way of trying to protect himself and scare off a potential threat.... it was so cute I knew right then and there that I had to take him home with me! Now he is just as onery as onery can be. He rules the house. The dogs and my other cats clear the room when he is in his crazy mood!