"Mister! Mister! Do you need a cat, Mister? I'm all alone in this world, and I don't have nobody to take care of me, Mister. Do you need a kitty, Mister? Mister, if you will take me home with you I promise I'll be a good kitty. Mister, I don't have nobody, and I'm all alone in this world, and I don't know what I'm gonna do. Mister, do you need a kitty? I sure hope so, Mister, because I don't have nobody, Mister!"

I'd heard these words before. Cougar had grabbed me that way a couple of years earlier. That one had worked out okay, but this one ..., looks more like trouble to me. But what else was I to do?

Words cannot tell the story of Thumper. Only pictures can do justice here.

Thumper was just a kitten when I snapped this shot. As you can see, from early on he was a genuine cut-up:



Thumper is ever on the move:



Thumper is so independent. Dogs? What dogs? Who cares? What's all the fuss? Lemme see if I can find me a place to relax over there:



Thumper and Oscar:



Thumper "kicks" it with Pookie:



Thumper thinks that Sam is just a big bore {{sleepy}}:



Silly goose:



{{{Yawn!!!}}}:



And, oh yea. Did I mention that Thumper ain't afraid of nobody? Come on, big guy. Show me what you got!