I was a true "Tuxedo" cat and I always tried to maintain a dignified air. Which wasn't easy with a house full of "whippersnappers"! I was the oldest Resident Manager and things ran smoothly until my arthritis kicked in. Then I was content to sit in the sunshine and let the newer Managers take over. Of course, it wasn't always that peaceful! Youngsters think it's a big joke to pick on us older, slower guys. (I can't tell you how many times I was "ambushed"!) But eventually things settled down to an even pace and life was good for 17 long years. Now I enjoy looking down (and laughing) at my former "ambushers" getting their just rewards from the newest resident - Scooter. (Scooter indeed - if I were still there he'd be scooted right out the door!) Actually, I wish them all many happy years and I look forward to the day when I will see them again.
Heh! Heh! Watch out guys!
The FOOD page is my personal favorite. I really enjoyed cleaning my dish - and polishing off whatever the other cats left behind in theirs!
