first he goes and sprays the other cat while he sleeps. I clean that up and by that time he has attacked the dog.
i put his butt out and let him stew out side for a bit. (its not really cold or raining, its like 50s with sun)
friend droped by and gave me something and had a small cardbaord box left and the bag (a walmart plastic bag) he crawls into the bag, hes too big for the box and starts tearing it apart.
now momma kittie (a stray little solid black cat that weights about 5 LBS is outside, and this one is haveinga fit. crying loudly and streching his claws in the window. he was crying outside when i walked the dog. (coming around the corner..he was in the flower box REOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW MEWROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW
wtf
it must be a full moon.
momma kittie is back and this one is trying to go through the window.
There are three kinds of people in this world.
Those that make things happen.
Those that watch things happen.
Those that wonder what happened.
Which one are you?
no but he really is acting drunk. thats too funny. its my little tux that is showing his ass. BTW- momma kittie is a stray that loves to make him get teratorrial with her.
*Sniff* You wanna get territorial with me, baby? *Sniff*