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New Arrival!

In a moment of sheer insanity, I fell in love with a shelter cat on the weekend (this is why I do not go to the pet store) and then took the Dude and Miss E to meet it. Result: new cat in house. The shelter woman said the cat doesn't much like to be picked up when the Dude asked her if he could. Not only did he scoop him up, but this boy actually purred for the Dude. He's rather amazing with cats and quite brilliant with all animals. The Dude, that is.

His name is Goliath. The cat, not the Dude. He is supposedly 8, though he appears much younger. He takes up a lot of real estate. He's skinny and muscular, supposedly came from a man who was told he had too many cats by Animal Control. Breed, unknown. Likes other cats, obviously. But right now he's segregated in our bedroom for a few days. We let him roam the house to get used to it after the other 3 have been put out for the night. It's more a question of them accepting him than the other way 'round, I think.

But here he is:






Oh yeah. Forgot to mention. He's tall enough on his back legs to try and twist the door knob. That's 36 inches high. And someone taught him to sit up on his back legs and move his front paws together like a dog begging for a treat. He's an odd one. Should fit right in with the rest of the odd menagerie in this place.

Frog Out

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kelly_yoyo
Sep. 24th, 2007 07:59 pm (UTC)
Aw, he looks like a very relaxed kinda guy. Congratulations on your new baby.