Kitty Boy is my older brother, even though he is of the feline persuasion, I still love him. He really loves to play with me although he can sometimes play a little too "ruff". Since he still has all of his claws, I have to be carefully to know when he is not in the playing mood and when he is ready to quit playing! He makes a lot of noise with all that "meowing" but for a cat he can't be beat. Kitty Boy is five years old and he also moved to sunny Spring Hill, Florida from Memphis, Tennessee. Kitty Boy was born in September 2001, Dad was installing a flag pole for some patriotic Memphians and they had a litter of kittens and Kitty Boy just caught his eye as he was hiding in his toolbox and he said he couldn't leave without the playful little kitten. Mom wanted to name him Cisco, but he just never would pay attention to her unless she call him Kitty Boy. He always comes running when she calls, while I on the hand like to keep her waiting, makes her appreciate me more? Maybe not, but she always comes looking for me if I don't answer the call. Am I "bad"? Well,
back to Kitty Boy, yes he is a "Tom Cat", he really likes to go outside but Mom doesn't let him (she says too many diseases and fleas), but sometimes if the humans don't close the door and latch it Kitty Boy makes a break for it and runs for cover under the car. That's when I come into the picture, it is my job to go under the car and chase him back in the house. Yes, that's my job and I love to help out if needed. Kitty Boy just needs to understand that it's a tough world for cats out there in the big unknown! Having no experience with the outdoors, he just needs to learn to keep his furry self inside where it is safe. By the way did I tell you he is really just a "walking hairball", he actually sheds in hairballs according to Mom and I think I have seen some of these hairballs fall off of him. Got to go, Kitty Boy wants to play "chase the dog"!