I like cats. Always have. I'm a dog person too, but circumstances don't allow for one now. Besides, I probably relate more to a cat's attitude. Dogs essentially live to please their owners. Cats essentially live to manipulate their owners into pleasing them. So, who's cooler?
Anyway, I've got a neat cat. His name is Oscar and he's a 20 lb. Norwegian Forest Cat. These beasts are sort of the malamutes of the feline world, and in addition to their jumbosity, they are very friendly and like people.
But, as you've heard, a cat's curiosity can get them in trouble.
My home is at present in a state of upheaval. Nothing bad; I'm just having the place painted from stem to stern, ceiling to floor. The guy I'm working with, Vincente, is doing the job while I'm at work and it's looking good. Of course, I'll be glad when it's done and everything is back in its correct place, but temporary chaos comes with major renovation.
Oscar the forest cat. This breed traveled with the Vikings, and may have been the first type of domesticated cat to set foot in the New World. They have tufted ears in the manner of a lynx, stupendous thick long tails which can be wrapped around their faces for warmth, and giant paws that serve as snowshoes.
Perhaps most exceptional is their pelage, a silky multi-layered affair that is exceptional at fending off cold. When he was smaller and could fit, Oscar liked to leap into the refrigerator when the door was open and sit on the shelf.
Anyway, when I arrived home today, I noticed something odd about his plumage. Today, Vincente painted some walls "flyway blue", a really sharp color. Upon closer inspection...
I'm not sure how to get this stuff out of his fur. So, anyone in the market for a blue forest cat? Quite the novelty; you could probably display him on the carnival circuit or something.