This weekend, we had a cat visitor. The idea was that the cat will need rehomed sometime this year, and it would give us a chance to get to know each other. If things worked out, we would adopt him after we move to a home that allows for pets.
He is everything I like about a pet, and I'm a self-professed dog person. Here he is playing in the sink while the faucet is running. Many cats don't like water. This one thinks it's a riot.
He spent a lot of time rearranging Tom's closet. Usually in the middle of the night, he would slide the giant mirrored door open himself, scale up the shelves and fling clothes about. Then ... how to get down....hmm?
He enjoyed chasing the light from the laser pointer that Tom uses for work presentations, was interested in just about everything we were doing and he's a real cuddler. Clearly, this cat is very smart and social.
Other activities included throwing litter out of his litter box, tipping over every half-full beverage he could find (particularly dark, stainy ones), and meowing for several hours straight (1 am - 8 am).
To make important decisions, we try to both rate how we feel about them on a scale of 1 to 10. As a professional forecaster and generally objective person, Tom rarely polarizes his rating. He also seldom changes the number, not unless new information comes along.
The chances that we adopt this fun cat may improve after we both catch up on some sleep. Grrr...meow.
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