So Mike calls me while on a grocery run for papaya for the rabbits.

M: I am feeding this great cat french fries in the parking lot.



Me: Where are you?

M: I am at Burger King, looks like he is living under the dumpster.

Me: Sweet Jesus, Let me get a crate.

Meet Max. After a week at the Humane Society, he was unclaimed and came home with us. He is laid back and is slowly intergrrating into the herd. He is wicked smart, he purrs when he craps, he slings litter further than any cat I have ever seen, and he sings ALOT. He has kept us in giggles.

Yes that brings the cat total to 4.