He's A Gifted Cat-Handler...

 

And he is DARN cute too!!! Isn't he??;) That Rooster!!!

The Rooster has grown 5-6 inches in the last year...he has really changed!

His Missionary Brother is going to be very shocked when he sees him...now on to the story.

The cat...Meow, Meow (really that is his name) came to live with us several years ago... he was PreShie's cat. Well...the cat is crazy...
and that is an understatement!!

Everyone in the family has been attacked by Meow,

 Meow atleast one time. I think he sees us as prey.

 

 

He requires several bowls of milk during the day and if you do not get it quick enough for him...
he will "cat yell" at you until you move faster! He knows his bowl...he knows where it is kept...

and he knows the milk is in the fridge. So...if anyone in the family moves

close to the area that any of those three items are kept...milk is demanded!!

If you choose not to give him milk...he actually gives you the "evil eye."

I am not kidding!!!  I think we are all a little afraid of him so we

do what he demands of us!!

 

 

Meow, Meow does so many really crazy things...
one day I will have to write them all down... Everyone who comes
to our house comments on how huge he is...of course...

milk will do that to a cat! The Rooster has become our resident cat handler.

He and Meow Meow have what you would call a... Love...Hate...relationship.

The Rooster loves to chase the cat around the house...causing him to slide on the wood floors.

 Meow Meow isn't fond of that activity.

Not too long ago, I heard what sounded like a knock at my front door... As I opened the door...

there sat Meow Meow with a beautiful Dove in his mouth. He tried to come into the house...

I let out a scream and told him he was very bad...

and he ran away with his catch. Later PreShie told me that she had found this

 crazy study that someone had actually done about cat behavior. The study reported that

Cat's tend to hunt and kill more on Wednesday's and Thursday's and that they

 don't hunt and kill because they are hungry. It is play for them. It also said that

they like to show off their "kill" to their owners...oh wow! If you are wondering,

and I am sure you are...they day he presented his catch to me...

was a Wednesday...and he didn't eat it.