Peanut(s) and Cracker Jack Anyone?

[Tubby & Peanut's Mom]

None of these pictures are that good because he just wouldn't settle down long enough for me to get a good picture. He is relegated to the bathroom for now. Peanut has hissed underneath the door at him, but he didn't hiss back. I think he's going to work out.

His name at the shelter was Jack - which I don't like that much, so we're calling him Cracker Jack, which is so appropriate since he is white like popcorn with a caramel glaze on him. When watching the video, if you listen real close when he's behind the box, you can hear him purring already, and we've already gotten head bumpies. I think he's going to work out.

So without further ado, here is Cracker Jack.


The heat had come on and he had to check it out.


He looooovvess chin skritchies.


This rug was veeeerrry interesting for some reason.


He's got the cutest face. He kind of reminds me of a cross between an orange Edwina and an orange Eddie.


Oh, and he's 7 years old and his former owner died and his son was a bit slow and had to move to a "home" where he couldn't have pets. He had been at the (kill)shelter since right before Thanksgiving. He now has a new furrever home in the new year.