Good Old Kitty

My Cat is the oldest of my pets, he's 13 or 14.... can't quite remember. There was a time when it was just me and Kitty living here, no crazy wild dogs or lovingly annoying toddlers. He was supposed to be Raymond's cat but I ended up taking care of him and he became mine and all mine. He has only recently let other people pet him or even be in the same room with him. Raymond never gave him a name so I just called him Kitty and it stuck. He's getting old now and doesn't go outside anymore even though he used to be the bully on the block. There are even a couple of cats down the street that look like they are his sons/daughters. Here is Kitty letting Lidya love him up.



Notice the missing ear tip, a reminder of his toughest cat on the block days.