And here he is!
My name is Jack and I am a new cat-man. I haven't had a cat since my 3-legged ginger Twix, who passed away when I was about 8.
My girlfriend is a long-time cat lover and has been pestering me to get a cat for ages. I had been putting it off for as long as possible because we have 2 pet rats, but I have now been forced to give in.
So over the last 2 weeks we've been meeting and greeting cats in the local shelter, when we finally came across Roger. He... how can I put this... He stood out from the crowd. He is ENORMOUS. Quite possibly the longest cat in the history of catkind. If you stretched him out he'd be about a yard and a half long! On top of this loooong body sits a tiny tiny head!
He has been abandoned twice, by different owners, at six months and at one year. He then spent a year on the streets learning his hip style, and now, at the playful age of two, he has finally found his real home.
We brought him home yesterday, and gave him about two hours in our bedroom, a few play interruptions later and he was positively straining his long neck to look around the door beyond is as we walked in.
So we opened up the house bit by bit. First the bathroom and stairs, then the hall and kitchen. He was cautious but so inquisitive. I talked him through it every time he retreated back up the stairs at the various sounds of my girlfriend cooking in the kitchen. When he finally got the balls to go through the kitchen door, she rewarded him with a tasty cube of turkey. Needless to say, he didn't need much courage next time he wanted to explore the kitchen.
Last night we went to bed with him still in the bedroom. My girlfriend, silly girl, made the mistake of playing with his feather wand! As we tried to sleep, it was rasp, rasp, rasp.... meow.. meaow? BANG....... rasp, rasp, rasp..
He came and sat on our heads, faces, and chests. He clawed us, chewed us, hugged us, talked to us, everything he could do to these two sleeping humans!
This morning, as I write this, our new cat is upstairs staring out the bedroom window, guarding the garden.
I am in the living room, with the door closed.
Behind me is my giant rat cage, with two very active, inquisitive pet rats.
Today the living room door has to open.
I think I'm afraid.