A friend had an orange tabby tom named Pumpkin who was a real hoot. He didn’t have the coordination normally associated with cats, but he didn’t care. He would occasionally fall asleep when laying on top of her fence and fall off. He was as friendly as any cat I ever knew. You had to be careful if he fell asleep in your lap because he did a claws extended stretch as soon as he woke up.
]]>We had an orange tabby when I was a teen. Started as a cute little kitten, and grew… and grew… became a huge lazy, evil SOB! Mom named him Marmaduke as a kitten. Should have been Garfield (though the comic didn’t exist at that time)! But had a similar personality! Could have been the role model!
Only cat we had I never really liked.
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