Julius sadly gets a bit of a short shrift in this blog. He doesn’t make trouble, doesn’t worry me except for the odd late night hunting expedition, and doesn’t get sick. If anyone wants to eat food off his plate he lets them. If they want his sleeping spot he finds another one.. He’s a good egg.
He was a bit miffed on Thanksgiving since I wouldn’t let him out. Today, however he got his wish and could poke around the area for part of the morning and into the afternoon. This always makes him feel a lot better about matters in general.
For all the work breeders have done over the last century or so, I’m not sure that they have done better than nature has done with the ordinary tabby.