This is Tuna.[Hi, Tuna.]
Tuna is either 9 or 10. I can't remember when I got him. A science teacher had kittens (well, you know) and I offered to take one. Despite my mother's very firm rule of No Kittens. What can I say, I was a wild child.
Not really; this was as bad as I got.
I walked in with a baby Yoda and promptly renamed him Tuna. My mother was absolutely adamant that little baby Tuna go somewhere else.
He's been living with my parents ever since.
He is a massive kitty. All muscle. He is keeping down the population of rabbits, birds, and mice. With frightening precision, he guts them and leaves the carcass, intestines, and liver...and gifts them on the front walk.
He also has a severe catnip addiction. He will sit by the cabinet where it is kept and howl. And howl. And hooowwwwlllll. Then he gets high as a kite and becomes rather testy for several hours.
Tuna loves Christmas.
LOVES.
He looks rather stern, but he is quite sweet.
Unless you're a rabbit, bird, or mouse.
He has a spot under his chin.
And he Does Not Like cameras. Particularly when they flash beneath him in an effort to snap that delicious little chin. "Tuner, you're a suppaa staaaa!" In a Boston accent, please. Note: I do not have a Boston accent. Never have. Never will.
Thank you.
5 comments:
Very cute!! Looks just like my Taylor only she doesn't have that spot on her chin. And she does the same sitting in front of the drawer with the catnip and treats but she will meow you to death instead of howl. LOL Very cool!
this is the best post EVER!!!
i want to scratch that spot!
He looks ready to bite anyone to shreds! But very handsome all the same. I love that spot under the chin.
LOL Tuna has a goatee! How very hip.
Oh, Tuna looks like such a sweetie! Totally want to cuddle him after seeing all those pics of him!
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