I have 4. Come get one. The bipolar one died though.
Well, it didn’t just die. I had the vet kill it.
I had one like that, Kenneth.
Not only did he beat the hell out of the other cats, he'd pee on my daughter's rug, hide under my son's bed and wait for him to fall asleep and then jump on his chest, and hated my wife.
I tell folks he died of a-hole-ism.
“... it didn’t just die. I had the vet kill it”.
You are terrible, AppyPappy! Okay.. I laughed so I am terrible too.