I am not sure how such an angelic looking little cat could create such a huge up roar at the zoo? Nine has got everybody running, yelling, scratching, peeing… he is just one humongous trouble maker. I don’t go anywhere in the house without carrying a water bottle to squirt him when he starts to beat up on Muffin or chase Kitty. I have seen him perch on a ledge and wait to bounce on poor 5 lb. Muffin (who in his younger years would have beat the living daylights out of him!) I hear cat-a-wails outside my office during the day, and find poor Kitty, hiding under the dining room table (after she has peed in some corner to show her dissatisfaction). Oh my! I always forget what having kittens is like until I get them again. Truthfully, I find puppies so much easier. He will be a great cat when he grows up, but he may not make it that far if he doesn’t start minding his manners around here! Do you hear that, Nine! Listen up!
Just another CatDogDaz morning at the zoo ❤ 



