Meet Mister Man

Ok, so this isn't a serious post...I have lots on my platter right now, but I did make this Polaroid photo of the best kitty in the world a while back and he still is my loyal faithful friend. We adopted Mr. Man from the Watauga County Humane Society. Out of a litter of 8 packed into a pillow case and thrown into an embankment of snow, he was the sole survivor of the Blizzard of '96. If Saint Dee Dundon had not given him kitty cat CPR, he would not be with us. He lost about 1/3 of his tail to frost bite. He likes to go on long hikes through the woods (the kitty jungle) and he fancies my lap. He often does the Paw-Paw dance grabbing my attention with his claws while I try to read a book . He sleeps, as most cats do, in the formation of the letter 'C'. My husband even likes him....but mostly because he is an awesome hunter and he respects his killer instincts. Mister Man is the king of kitties.