Mom got the cool new car, so Dad (aka, Dave) decided it was finally time for him to have his Russian Blue. Cool that the car and the new cat match, eh?
He’s a great addition to our set of boys. We snatched him from the Seattle Animal Shelter which had rescued from a hoarder’s home (along with 19 other kitties), rife with hissing cockroaches (). Really, in light of all that, he was a crap shoot, but Dave’s got a way of picking the great ones (with one mighty exception). George is a dapper fellow, unflappable and affable. He loves to play with the younger set but is mature enough to be well behaved around the elders. Perfect.
His first day at our house was spent in “captivity” in our bathroom while Oscar and Pumpkin got used to his being around.
So gorge that George
And here, I thought he was in for the kill, but was happily surprised he was just running up to give me a head-butt and a lick!
He and the other boys were doing so well that he was let out of captivity early; we closed the doors to let him romp around during a family movie night.
He got the hang of it fairly quickly
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