A little bit about Kitty...he adopted me when I moved into the neighborhood. It's not like he didn't already have a home, he lived across the street. I had the back door open one day and he just sauntered in like he owned the place. Basically, he walked into my life and never left and it's been about eight years.
Guide to living the good life -
But imagine my surprise when he started bringing home other cats! I guess he thought he was living the good life and maybe others would like living with us as well. First there was Reggie.
Halt! Who goes there - Reggie on the left Kitty on the right.
Sir Reggie taking his leave from the Kit Kat Klub
This little cutout door was known as the milk door. Back in the Stone Age there used to be a creature we all knew as the Milk Man. He would show up at the crack of dawn and leave your order on your door steps. In this case he would store the goods in a comparment built in on either side of the milk door.
The Lady Roxie
I would prefer Kitty were an indoor cat as well but it's impossible. He has gotten into numerous fights and we've had many expensive trips to the vet. The vet suggested that I let him stay outdoors during the day and keep him indoors at night as this is when most kitty turf wars happen. So far so good!
A most charismatic cat!