Christmas McGruff

I was out taking pictures and the stray cat who lives in the basement followed me around. He does not get along with the other cats and sprays urine wherever he goes so he can’t come in. It is a little sad. He likes to sit on my lap whenever I sit on a lawn chair and some nights I’ll let him watch TV with us, but I have to keep him on my lap. He can’t be let loose or there will be a splash of eau du chat on a piece of furniture or a fight with one of the other cats.

He is really a nice cat with a bad upbringing. We have made him a friend, but he will never be a house cat. We have a cat door to the cellar and he sits on my computer chair when I’m not there. When I am there, he sits on my lap. I call him Snuggles, hoping that he will live up to his name.