15!
He made it!
This boy recently had a birthday.
We actually don’t know when he was born. He was left at the Humane Society. This gorgeous, sweet-tempered (to humans), adorable Manx cat was left at the cattery. At least, he was not left to fend for himself; or worse, killed for being unwanted.
Anyhoo(t), he is here with us. That’s all that matters. He’s been with us for 13 years. He came to us when he was estimated to be 2 years old. And since nobody knew his birthday, we gave him a birthdate. On one condition that the day had to be way AFTER My Precious’ birthday.
So far, he’s healthy. Maybe a little senile, a little hard of hearing, a little (ok, alot!) space-cadet, and progressively vocal. You talk to him and he will respond; makes loads of conversations even when you don’t want to anymore. He’d follow you like a dog does. He loves to stick his tongue out. There’s a kitten in him that every now and then, he will run around the house, up and down the stairs, around couches, under tables, in and out of rooms chasing after a make-believe mouse.
Awwwwwwwwww..he is SO DAMN cute! I specially like the first photo…I am sure the ES (eldest niece) will squeal with delight if she sees that picture!!!! You should send it to her – sige ya!
Did he have a katnip flavored cake???
You forgot to mention that Tom is very gracious to the lilliputs and let them ride him on his back while they go to the “garden” and explore the magnificent environment!