Gonna try something a little different today. I dunno why, but as I thought about what to write this morning, my gaze kept coming back to this fluffy squatter here. Look at him, all flopped out and twisted the wrong way on my sheets (how does he do that???) Meet Jet, the unpredictable feline who my sister has taken to calling “The Devil’s Cuteness.”
Yes, this punk caused us a lot of trouble from day one. We adopted him about 10 years ago, and he was the runt of a rescued litter – or so we thought. Turns out he was just malnourished from being left sick and untreated in a lousy Petsmart (check your adoptions carefully!) But we picked him anyway, cuz he was fluffy and adorable and who could resist that face? Especially when he was a kitten. See, his ears have always been that size. So when he was a kitten, he looked like a bat. Had to grow into his own ears. Just imagine. XD
We nourished him back to health, our little rescue kitty, and he went from being a cute, mellow kitten to a hyper, out-of-control, bite-you-up. It sucks, too, cuz he has the softest coat in the world, but good luck petting him if he’s not up for it. Which got pretty ugly more than once. We almost sent him back to the shelter on more than one occasion, he was so hard to deal with. I do love him, tho. And he has mellowed out a lot over the past few years. I think he’s gotten too old for his own antics or something. XD
Why am I talking about him here? Well, believe it or not, this cat – troublemaker though he was – ended up redeeming himself a few years ago. I believe it’s because of him that I was able to save family ties when things got ugly. And, he taught me something new about animals that made me wonder how I ever believed they didn’t have souls.
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