The Pet

on good days Lloyd will hug you

We now have a cat on premises.  He's been here for about 7 months now actually, but I haven't shown any pictures of him.  His name's Lloyd and he's a friend of the family who suddenly had no place to go due to an untimely change of residency by his owner.  No matter - we took him in and although at 14 years of age he's pretty long in the tooth to be moving from place to place he's still got a lot of youthful energy for an old coot.  He chases stuff and likes to attack legs and hands at a moments notice and even draw blood if need be.  Mainly though he sleeps the days and nights away when he's not doing the eating or attacking thing. It's mainly good to have a nice omen of good luck around.  I hear that in many countries and in many cultures cats are considered a sign of good luck and prosperity, which is surprising since he seems to cost upwards of 50 bucks a month in food and cat sand.  The latter of which there is nothing "good luck" about.  I'm guessing ancient Egyptians and Japanese people had no sense of smell. 

Lloyd at rest

Nevertheless I'm planning on getting most of my investment back once I hit the casinos with this guy.  Lloyd in all seriousness is very sweet and friendly most of the time.  He likes pats and scratches even more and will sometimes keep your feet warm at the foot of the bed.  It's always nice to stare at the gently heaving belly of a curled-up cat on cold mornings or when you are totally stressed out.  Other than that though, he's been a big inspiration to me - mainly to get off my feet and on my ass and do some heavy napping with chow breaks in between.  Now i know why shut-in's always collect cats - it's a birds of a feather kind of thing.