Well, by now you know how I caught this little buggar! I snatched him and rolled him up into my gown and brought him in with Abigail. He never seemed to concerned about it. He never acted like he wanted back outside. There were way to many adventures and new things to discover inside.
Rosco has that wonderful personality that just sucks you right in. He has many of the same characteristics of Leroy. He is very nawtee, but so sweet and loving that you can not stay mad at him! He does everything at high speed. This little guy walks around looking for trouble and is as happy as a lark when he finds it. No cat is too big, mean or moody for him! As a matter of fact, the more they are perturbed by him the happier he is.
Rosco has a thing for certain toys. He loves to play with the feather wand and the cat charmer but when he has had enough of it he will take them from you and hide it. It doesn't matter that there are six or seven other cats playing with them, he's done so off it goes. It is so funny to see him carry these things off to his hiding spots. Because he is so small he has to hold his head way up high and drag the wand behind him. He looks like one of those fancy horses trotting along. Of course while he is trotting off he's dragging parts behind him and that creates a stir all on it's own. He will have three or four cats running behind him jumping on whatever part he is dragging!
Now a sleepy Rosco is another story. That is one sweet and loving little boy when he winds down. He wants to be on me no matter where I am. He will climb into my lap and I know that if I have on long sleeves I had better pull them up because he wants to do the Rosco variation of nursing. He wants any part of my arm from the wrist to the elbow and he will start licking, licking, licking, nip, lick, lick and lick some more. His eyes are closed and he is purring while he is doing this so I know its some form of nursing for him. Then he snuggles in and takes a sweet little nap. He can be such a sweet little cuddle bug! Now there are down sides to this. If I'm asleep on my side then he comes and lays on my shoulder, peeps down at my face, and gently paws my eyes until I get my arm out from under the cover! He also loves to be gently rocked so I start slowly rocking back and forth and he goes out like a light! (My cats are not spoiled!)
As ornery as he is everyone seems to love him. All the kitties are tolerant of his obnoxious behavior. He takes his fair share of whacks but it never seems to slow him down. Sometimes I ask him why he keeps on after he has been slapped several times. He will look at me and I just know he is saying "It only hurts for a minute ma, I can take it!" and sure enough he gets it again!
He was such a tiny and skinny little guy when I brought him in. I was so worried about Abigail that I don't think I realized just how scrawny he was too. He was so much bigger than her and so bouncy, but I look back on the pictures and I can really see just how little he was.
He had a dirty scabby little nose and was covered in fleas but he was so darn happy. Thankfully, he tolerated the bath much better than his sister. This picture of him after his bath always cracks me up!
From day one he has been a hoot. He stole hubby's heart with his silly antics and sweet nature. He is a laugh a minute when he is awake and a smile straight from the heart when he is curled up sleeping.
That's the last and final kitty in our house. As of today that is! I can't even imagine life without Rosco. I love you my little sweety!
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He's sure matured into one handsome young man though. This picture is just soooo precious. 
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