A while back I showed you this post when he was really sick so I thought I should tell you that he's absolutely fine and completely recovered. In fact, prior to surgery I thought he was getting sort of mean in his old age (he's 14) because he was starting to bite me and be a bit agressive towards me. He's always been a rather dominant cat so, even though he knew better than to bite, I was giving him the benefit of the doubt because of his age. Turns out he just didn't feel well. Now that he's recovered from surgery he's back to being the most adorable and loving cat, in his characteristic pushy, dominant sort of way.
Tim, that's his name, just wants to be loved and scratched or pet or brushed allll the time. If I won't do those things then he's going to try to push his way onto my lap (or chest if I'm lying down) and sprawl out to take a nap. When my lap is full he also likes to lie across the back of the couch so he can lean against my neck. Hello, 14 pounds pushing against my neck gets a little heavy after a while. He also tends to try to push me out of my chair when I'm doing crafts. Haven't sewn his tail to any projects yet, but it's been close a few times and he's added his own 'pawses' to projects on the computer. On this day he was curled up beside me on the arm of the couch while looking out the window. He's taken over that little pillow and made it his own.
Love his beautiful eyes that appear to be rimmed with eyeliner and the color that reminds me of crushed green velvet. Even though you can't see it here his whiskers make him look rather like a walrus when he flares them out. So crazy long and they curl forward when he's happy and curious. Here's to many more years with my loving companion.
By the way, he's a Humane Society kitty and he's been with me since he was 6 months old.