No, I didn't hit the tom Trouble with a bat up in the man cave and no I haven't dusted the base of the floor lamp lately either. While I was fumbling with the ponies at Philly Park on Monday afternoon the tom Trouble came upstairs to visit. He yelled out a warble and some other cat noises. I leaned over out of my desk chair with my hands out and he trotted right into them. I gave him some ear rubs, head rubs, neck rubs, shoulder rubs and back rubs. With the next race coming up the cat went off to the right side of my desk and flopped upon the floor. And went to sleep. Cats prefer to sleep off the "ground" and this cat can leap 8 feet in the living room to get up on a cabinet.
I've been taking care of this cat since the day he was born in 2010. I'm beginning to think he might trust me a little bit.
