Meet MacGyver.....MAC, the cat with a whole lotta attitude, he thinks he is a person, or a dog, not sure what he really thinks, but he runs to the door like a dog, he listens like a kid, he whines like a man, and is just a character, He is completely spoiled rotten by Bill and I, he is our baby, when we were in Nashville and we thought we had killed him, I am not sure who was more upset Bill or I. Not that Bill would admit to ever loving the cat!!! Or giving him a kiss for that matter....Sorry Honey your little secret is out!!! LOL!!!!! (boy i am gonna pay for that comment!!! Mac is a very well travelled cat, he has been through 7 Provinces and 14 or more States, I have lost count, and there is plenty more for him to see yet, and he will soon enough. I could go on and on for hours about Mac, but I am sure most of you do not care about my little 17 pound bundle of fur like we do!!! The kids in the neighbourhood all know Mac by name, they all have to come over and pet him, or pick him up. He waits on the sidewalk for any kid to come by and see him and give him some attention. He even charms the Ladies....RIght Teri??? lol....does not take him long to wrap them around his little tail..Teri always would let Mac come in her house when we were living in New Brunswick, sometimes he would not come home for hours and I would wonder where he was, and finally Teri told me where he was spending so much time..
Mac's absolute favourite thing to do is to sleep with Bill on the couch, or to watch hockey with him, until he gets scared away when Bill's team scores!!!! When Bill goes away for work, Mac gets all depressed. I keep telling Bill to take him whenever he goes!! Mac the shack cat!!! I am sure it would not be any different for Mac, all he does is sleep.
Mac discovered mice since we moved to BC, I do not think he had ever seen one before we moved here, and he has tons to play with around this area, he is always bringing them home, he never kills them, he just plays with them until they die of fright, and then he goes off looking for another one, I watched him one morning for close to an hour, just chase after a mouse in the backyard, he finally got tired of hunting the mouse, so he whined to come inside for a nap!!! When we lived in New Brunswick it was squirrels, he chased a baby squirrel into the window well of Teri's house and just sat there watching it until the mama squirrel came along and scared him away. I don't know what he was thinking he was going to do with this baby squirrel if he got a hold of it.
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