Boots is now an outside cat because a few months ago he took a liking to peeing behind our sofa downstairs. It took a bit before we realized what he was doing. We tried rehabilitating him but to no avail. So now he resides in the great outdoors. When we so rudely put him outside, he sat on our back porch for a day or two before he made a move. He was really frightened of everything.
A few months later and he is a new cat. He has become quite the killer. He loves to leave us his "treasures" on the rug inside the garage. Usually it is a mouse or a chipmunk that he has decapitated or, in more severe cases, pulled the body apart and left the entrails on the rug for us to pick up. I guess he doesn't like mouse "butt" because he leaves those behind also.
The other day I was doing my Bible study on the back porch and Boots came up beside me on the table looking for some lovin. After I scratched his head and ears he decided it was time for a nap and he plopped down on my notebook and pencil and went to sleep.
He's probably the most social cat we've ever owned but to the rodent world he's a menace. He's small but stealthy. He's a killer kitty.
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