FYI, it has now been 2 years since I announced Dennis had become a permanent resident. I will be honest and tell y’all that I really really REALLY didn’t want to keep him. Not because I didn’t like him well enough or there was anything wrong with him, I was just becoming a little overwhelmed with the number of permanent residents we had and didn’t want to add to that number. But I worried about how he’d do at the shelter, and didn’t want to send him to Petsmart since he’d reacted so poorly to being there.
So, we kept him. And I love him so very much. He is the sweetest, the prettiest, the most wonderful cat and I’m so glad he’s ours.
Despite Fred’s insistence that we were going to rename him, he has remained Dennis or Denny-bun or Princess or any other from a long list of nicknames (more often than not, he’s “The Princess”, but he’s still officially “Dennis.”) And although he started out great as a nanny with some of the fosters, he has since decided that he’s now all growed up, and pretty much doesn’t want anything to do with them.
2015: No entry.
2014: “You’re already home,” she said to me.
2013: “Is he… biting my belly? How very odd!”
2012: “BABY STOMPERS HAVE FLOOF ALSO, STUPID LADY. ALSO BABY STOMPERS TINY AND CUTE. COME HERE, BABY STOMPERS WANT TO BITE YOUR LIP.”
2011: “Yes, I’m wearing my tiny hat. What of it?”
2010: (Have you ever seen a grown male cat, unneutered? My GOD those things are big!)
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: A new litter box = Big Excitement in Kittentown.
2006: No entry.
2005: Mister Eggs does his bat imitation.