Monkey

I can't get enough of this little fart. He has been so fun and playful. He sleeps with Sam every night, all curled up at the end of the bed. He's obsessed with the bathroom. He loves to sit on the counter and watch me put make up on or brush my teeth. He doesn't do this with anyone else, but it's as if he has a 6th sense about when I enter the WC and mosses on in. He's a little cross eyed which makes him special. He whines a bit and makes little squeaks when he runs. He's a ninja and ambushes you when you are walking through the dining room in the dark. He's jumped in to the garbage can for a can of tuna and couldn't get out on his own. He's lovely, so soft and purrs like a tiger. He's turned in to a great therapy cat for my Grandmother's rest home. Whenever he goes he brings a lot of joy and calmness to the people there. He allows them to hold him and at times squeeze his guts. He gets passed around a lot and a whole lot of love. He's a little stinky and has a lot of gas so we're going to be taking him to the vet to figure it all out. We hope it's not serious. He's cleared the room a couple of times, but we love love love him.