Oh, Noez! I haz a Bruiser!
He showed up at my fire escape window on Friday night, just after nightprowlkitty commented that the back alleys were busy.
I gave him some meatloaf.
Didn’t see him again until Sunday night, when I made corned beef & cabbage.
Last night, I didn’t cook. Bruiser showed up anyway…and stayed all night.
Here’s what he looks like (OK, Bruiser is a gray tabbly, not a marmalade, but the attitude is the same:
This is an Open Thread. Please not to Rec.
I live in a no-pet apartment. Bruiser does not seem inclined to recognize the landlord’s ability to enforce that restriction.
And I have a large, solid, apparently “fixed” and very friendly tabby who wants to sit in my lap & jump on my keyboard. hmmmmmm…well, at least we know he’s a sane cat: have U ever met one that didn’t approach keyboard/newspaper/book/whatever distracts you from petting kitty forever & always?
Flame away, folks; but Bruiser has stolen my heart, and this is an unabashed pootie essay. Please post pics of your own critters in the comments & I’ll be back as soon as I get home from work.
Have fun, everybody…and beware the fire escape window…there just might be a big Bruiser waitin’ for you, too!
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My husband took the pics and wrote the caption. The orange tabby is our bruiser. He was neutered as a kitten but at some point he developed a testicular tumor that was producing testosterone and causing this mating behavior with our baby girl. She would only put up with it for a few seconds and then she’d turn on him and give him a snarl and a whack. The vet removed the tumor and he’s mellowed out considerably. But the world still revolves around him and I spoil him terribly. I ♥ cats!
Giant cat terrorizes town…
Feral rescue. This was taken the day I found him.
And this was taken last summer. Quite the difference eh?