Mattix comes home

We waited anxiously for the day we could bring him home, then when that day came I honestly felt guilty. We were taking him away from his family, his environment, and his life as he knew it.

I expected him to run and hide but instead he sniffed and explored.

So far so good!

Yes...

I am now...

Officially...

The crazy cat lady!

We'll See...

Atticus seems bored, lonely, in need of a playmate.

Just wait until he meets Mattix!

This time next week Mattix will be old enough to come home and as the breeder explained to us it won't be love at first sight.

"So...? Like...?"

..."It's my Birthday...Where's my present?"

"They almost lit this candle. That would have sucked."

"You can't go play tennis! I know you bought me that fancy blanket, but I'm gonna lay here all night."

He's 1 !!!

Happy Birthday Atticus!!!!!

Thanks for the picture Steph.

The escape artist.

This darn cat has managed to get out of the house more times than I would like to talk about. Normally we quickly find him and bring him in. A month or so ago it wasn't that easy. He was GONE! No where to be found. We all walked through the neighborhood calling his name. Just as we were about to make flyers and start knocking on doors Mark heard him three houses down, howling and meowing in a back yard.

Because All Cats Need Fresh Air...