Austin

I grew up with a cat that lived for 22 years so when Chris asked me if I wanted a cat I’m not sure he knew what that meant to me.  Well, I guess the story of Hogan is for Chris to tell so as I am sitting here with my cat, Austin, on my lap I thought it is time to tell everyone what a lovely cat he is.  Some people know that I was very mad at the misrepresentation my cat was given on Chris’s blog so my cat and I are here to rebuttal.  When we first got Austin he was as small as my hand and Hogan was about 4 months old and well on his way to 10 pounds.  Chris and I thought there wouldn’t be too much conflict between the cats but we were very wrong.  For the first 2 weeks Hogan tried to kill Austin every time he had a chance by literally biting the underside of his neck so I had to carry him everywhere.  I guess that is how Austin became my cat and Chris continued to work for the enemy.  My cat grew up to be a very petite and soft spoken compared to the loud 20 pound cat that we attempt to justify is a cat.  My cat plays little games with me and Hogan just walks around the apartment meowing and eating.   There now I feel satisfied and Austin and I had the last words of this argument.   

Add comment September 30, 2007