He's 3 years old now.
My St. Bernard passed away
My Chihuahua, my brother lost.
My cat never came home, like he always did. Especially by name.
Hope he finds his way home.
I found this little bugger at the SPCA.
When looking for my cat. I saw him when he was delivered in a box at the SPCA and I told myself, if he was still there on Monday, that he'd be mine
and I would adopt him. He was the only guy left out the box when I came in. I think there were 6. But, he's so fragile that he only takes to me and no
one else. Outside the house, he cowers. But inside the house, he'll rip you apart. I don't get it.
And he's still with me.
Never did find my cat or dog.
But, I did find someone.
After the dog fight, he won't go past where the fight happened, like he use too. I keep trying, but he stands like a statue.
I have to carry him always into the doctors office, petsmart, and going to get groomed, but when home, watch out.
I love him.
He's safe with me. And that's all that matters.
He's calling me to bed, so it's time to go.
He can be bossy when he wants to be.
See you tomorrow.
edit on 4-2-2013 by Manhater because: (no reason given)