Hello! I've been lurking here for a while, and the urge to introduce my boy to everyone has just become irresistible.
Rizzo was a bit of a shot in the dark for us. Neither my husband nor I have ever had an indoor cat . . . or dog . . . or hamster . . . well, you get the idea. I had budgies growing up, but it's hard to apply budgie experience to cats! Also, Rizzo was a stray who showed up at the doorstep of a co-worker, bedraggled and skinny (but obviously someone's runaway pet). My co-worker was worried about him, because no one came to claim him and she was fast getting attached. Her other cat, though, was not about to share her mom with some usurper! My friend was afraid she was going to have to take the new boy to a shelter. But my husband and I talked it over, and after much hemming and hawing (and shopping!), we became cat parents!
Fortunately, the fuzzy little being that we accepted sight unseen happens to be a wonderful boy! He was about five months old when he came to us, and is about 9-1/2 months now. He is, to quote a phrase I read here once, "Maine Coonish." He has every Maine Coon trait I've ever read about, with the exception of lynx-tipped ears and a "tiny" voice. Rizzo doesn't chirp, he wails. About everything. His yowls range from piteous to joyful to imperious, but they all have one thing in common...they're loud!
Anyway, Rizz is a great cat. He's enormous amounts of kittenish fun, he's endearing, he's clingy, he's gentle, and he's the softest cat I've ever felt. I think he wants to look just like Catdad's Bob when he grows up. Think he'll make it? (Item: when do cats stop growing? Rizz is about 10 lbs now, and I'm wondering if he'll grow any more.) Here are a few pictures of our little muffin. They're not great quality, but they give you the idea. Thanks for letting me share my first "baby!"
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