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Maggie Cummings
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Some of you know I recently lost my best friend of 15 years Big Bubba Cummings. It's been really hard being here without him. The next day a stranger showed up at my door with a brown paper sack with a 4 week old kitten in it. That was the same way I got Big Bubba in Tulsa OK...So I took the kitten even tho it was sooner than I would have gotten one on my own. Naming him has been a problem. Rex was first, that lasted a couple of days, Pita was next (pain in the ***), then there was Dubai because I like the way it sounds, but Max is his name. He is a holy terror. I can't read the newspaper without him tearing it up. I can't sit at the computer without him walking on the keys, biting my hands or jumping on my head. He climbs up my leg, with or without me wearing Levi's. He looks really sweet, but he is the devil spawn...here are a few examples...
He is not quiet like this very often
he's teasing Roxie
Roxie is not happy about sharing her favorite toy
devil child
They don't stay cute like this very long
He can't replace Big Bubba in my heart. But he has made losing Bubba a little easier.
I certainly wouldn't have gotten one this soon on my own, but I think most animals come to us they way THEY want, not the way WE want.
I have always wanted a tuxedo kittie, but this is a holy terror and I wanted a soft sweet fuzzy kind of kitten, not one who leaves scratch marks all over me, he is biting my bare feet as I am typing this, because he jumped onto my head from the shelf over my computer, so I tossed him onto the rug, now he is eating my feet. I think I'll go watch Woodstock and remember a softer more mellow time...
He is not quiet like this very often
he's teasing Roxie
Roxie is not happy about sharing her favorite toy
devil child
They don't stay cute like this very long
He can't replace Big Bubba in my heart. But he has made losing Bubba a little easier.
I certainly wouldn't have gotten one this soon on my own, but I think most animals come to us they way THEY want, not the way WE want.
I have always wanted a tuxedo kittie, but this is a holy terror and I wanted a soft sweet fuzzy kind of kitten, not one who leaves scratch marks all over me, he is biting my bare feet as I am typing this, because he jumped onto my head from the shelf over my computer, so I tossed him onto the rug, now he is eating my feet. I think I'll go watch Woodstock and remember a softer more mellow time...