Cats are assholes.
Integrating new cat into house day five
Henry: I’m twice your size suckers. Deal with it. Cleo (the black and white girl) #1: ohgodohgodohgodohgod Old Orange Fozz, Catkin: I’m cool out here in the hall. Just hanging. Out here. Also, you can eat the black and white one. That’s cool with me. Go for it.
Integrating new cat into house day four:
Henry poops like a grown man. Either that, or some man is climbing through my windows, sneaking into the kitty box, and doing his business. Somehow, this seems like a preferable alternative to the possibility that it’s Henry.
Integrating a new cat into house, day one: Meet Henry
My mother-in-law is moving in with my brother-in-law and his wife, so someone must take Henry the Cat. We draw the short straw. Henry is now ours. Don’t get me wrong. I love cats. I have two. So what’s the big deal about three? Well, this is Henry. I know…