So last week Alex and Grant headed to the shelter....{Shelters make me sad, so I won't go to them, I'd bring them all home...see I'm one teenager stunt away from instantly becoming the craziest cat lady that ever was....}
Grant and Alex weren't gone long before I get texted this picture....
His name's Chili and we LOVE him.
OK go for it.
Within the hour...Chili was home.
It's instant purring and affection....Until...
Chili notices Tater (our resident Jack Russell), just watching him from the opposite corner of the family room.
Before Grant or I can react Chili pounces on Tater and the next 15 seconds look like an old Looney Tunes cartoon....fur flying...
We finally pull Chili off Tater and proceed to pick claws out of Tater's head...
For the next three days Charlie (renamed about an hour after he came, because there was nothing CHILL about him) did nothing but stalk Tater....Pouncing at every opportunity. I've never met a more
We wondered what we had done... as we looked in the paper work Charlie came with...we see, stray, attacking other cats...something the shelter never mentioned...
So Carlie's always been an A#%., great.
But we weren't willing to give up....mostly because he was so affectionate with us.
So we went and bought a fancy cat tree, cat nip, toys, a bed., his favourite treats...(we've brought babies home with less equipment) ad just prayed things would calm down.....
So each day gotten a little better and now Charlie is "tolerating" Tater...at a distance. Tater being a JR with above average intelligence, gives Charlie a WIDE birth...There is only a slight brawl each Morning when Charlie realises Tater still lives here....but definite progress ....Charlie will probably always be an A#%, but he's here to stay and we LOVE him.
Yup, our Cat's an A#% and we LOVE him. Welcome home Charlie.
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