With all of the rescued kitties I realized I didn't share the story of this little scamp. He was a stray that stumbled up to our door just skin and bones, maybe not even 8 weeks old. My wife took him in and now 9 months latter he is nice and healthy. My son named him Mosley (after a few days of *her* being named Rosey)
Lenny, Them there sum big catz..
And then there is "Big Guy" A.K.A. the ol-man
He was abandoned by a family that moved from equine ranch we lived on in Hanover IL 5 yrs ago
Took a while for him to come in and warm up to us
sweet looking pair of best friends
Thanks - they are super attached. It is hard to remember that one came before the other anymore. :)