His name is Mr. Pudding, Pud for short. He was one of our rent-a-cats, as we affectionately called them. While we were renting for a year, we lived in a beautiful completely remodeled 160 year old house. You know, the kind that has 2 staircases. Loved that house!
Anyhow, the week we showed up so did Mr. Pud and his 2 buddies. This cat wheedled his way into the house via an injured paw and then set up camp.
He loved us and would follow me around in the morning meowing til I would sit down so then he could sit in my lap. The most affectionate cat you ever met, and he was even willing to let my daughter dress him up whenever she pleased.
But sadly, Mr. Pud had some major flaws. He was not a “safe” person (er… cat). He expected to be the only cat in your life. And with 5 other cats on the premises this became a problem as he would terrorize the other cats if they came anywhere near the house. [Read more…]