My hands and forearms are a mess. We have a new cat and he plays rough. He’s a young male and completely different from Athena and Topaz. He has been in the house for a few months and he has turned the place upside down.
Sometimes you find a pet. Sometimes the pet finds you. Jo laid siege to our back door for 3 nights before we gave in and let him in. He causes so much trouble that no and Jo are almost always spoken together. At the same time he is very loveable (probably why he is still alive).
Java Jo earned his name within the first 30 minutes of making his way into the house. He jumped up on the couch, walked across my lap and put his face in my coffee cup. I thought he was going to give it a smell and walk away (like the other two cats). It took me a few seconds before I realized that he was drinking my coffee.
We took him to the vet for his shots and to get him neutered. The vet said he lounged around like he owned the place. He was loving on everyone. Then they picked him up and cut his balls off. This slowed him down for exactly one day. Two days later he managed to knock a clock off of the wall and shred a newspaper (because he likes the sound).
Poor Topaz has gained about 5 pounds. She is a stress eater and Jo just loves to pounce her. He has only tried to pounce Athena once. She schooled him. Not only does she have a full set of very sharp claws she also has armor (long hair). He treads lightly around Athena and she pounces him on occasion just so he remembers who rules the house.
We have added a cat pole to the living room and stocked up on toys. This has made the chaos a little more manageable. A busy Jo is a good Jo. Well maybe a Jo that is not into as much trouble.