The first time I met Hunter, he was sleeping on a chair. He objected to the fact that I woke him from a nap, but, being a resourceful feline, he simply climbed into my lap and settled down to resume his slumbers, purring all the while. This is one sweet little guy. He’s an orange male tabby, about 6 months old as of this writing (late March, 2010). Though he’s scarcely more than a baby, we don’t think he’ll be very large when he’s fully grown. Hunter has incredibly soft fur, and he gets along with other cats nicely.
Hunter is at Tabby’s Place for the second time. We adopted him out, but he was returned to us on the grounds that he wasn’t using his litter box properly. He never exhibited any signs of that here before he was adopted, and in fact hasn’t done so since his return. We believe this may have been a case of an inappropriate or inadequate introduction to the house, possibly at too young an age, but we can’t be certain. We’re hoping that someone will take a chance on Hunter, as he certainly deserves it.