05 July, 2023

The Patchwork Terror Turns Four

We acquired PT because Murdercat was becoming too much for poor Tinycat. He wanted to play. She did not. He wanted to jump on her. She did not want that. And he is twice her size, there was not much she could do. We saw a post on the neighborhood list-serve for a kitten...twice...because the first home would not keep his rowdy little self and no one wanted him.

He needed us, Murdercat needed a kitten (this was my pitch: we're getting a kitten for the cat!) and so he arrived in October of 2019, sassy and fearless and very interested in when dinner was happening. 

He remains sassy, opinionated, assertive, and social without being a cuddler or a lap cat in anyway. He's Murdercat's bane and best friend, and he actually respects Tinycat's authority and space. 

a fluffy black and white cat, both paws on the dining table, surveys his domain.

 He wants your butter. Or your whipped cream. Maybe both.

big black and white cat reclines on his cat tree, eyes slitted and observing the photographer who's gotten too close

His usual hangout. 

a big fluffy black cat and a young, leggy black and white cat share a cushion like a pair of nested feline commas.

BFFs. Though now they cannot both fit on a single cushion.

a small black and white kitten stares at the camera, paws tangled in his favorite sushi wand toy.

Look at that little face. 

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