Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Well, that's not entirely true. Several people have offered to take him, but no one has called in response to my "Found Kitten" sign, and it appears no one reported him missing at the local shelter.
Spike, the 10 year old, does not like this new interloper. She's one of those cats that does not respond well to change - she's still not thrilled with Cheeto, the cat we adopted after Magic died last spring. Spike mostly just hisses at this indefatiguable ball of fluff. She tries to sniff at him, but if he notices, he views her proximity as an invitation to play. That doesn't end well.
Tuffy & Cheeto play & fight almost constantly. I have to believe Spike is happy Cheeto isn't bothering her anymore. Tuffy appears unconcerned Cheeto outweighs him by a 6:1 ratio. I guess he'll live up to the name "Tuffy"!
My legal assistant says Cheeto sounds like a gang member's moniker. Spike and Tuffy do not, unless you're talking about the gangs in West Side Story. Let's hope the Menacing Tabbys don't decide to claim certain turf, then declare war against the Kitchen-area Birman.