Many of you know, or recall the story of Cuervo the abandoned kitten I rescued about 2 1/2 years back. We bought him into a house with two older cats, expecting him to raise a little hell. Which he’s done admirably.
Lately though, I’ve noticed he plays a lot by himself, with the two older farts barely tolerating him. I thought, while he’s young enough, let’s get him a playmate. Years back, we had a Maine Coon, and I’ve wanted another. I searched online for some local shelters and found one fairly close by that had several Maine Coon kittens.
Today, I came home with this little guy. They called him Boo Scarie at the shelter, THAT will be changed almost immediately. He might be Stevie (Wonder), he might be Payton (we’re Bears fans), he might be Devon (ditto), he might even be Binx (from the movie Hocus Pocus).
He has an amazing tail.
He’s also making himself right at home.
The shelter we got him at was an amazing place, hidden in an industrial park in Seneca, IL. The cat room had about 50 cats walking around, some in cages, some not. Every litter box was clean, the cats all looked happy and they’re all very socialized. He DOES still smell like 50 other cats, so at the moment, we have 3 seriously pissed off adult cats. Today is the first time I’ve ever heard Cuervo
pissed off enough to hiss.
At the moment, he has complete run of the house, but only because I think the other three are plotting his demise.
More pics later, providing he sits still long enough to pose.