Him-a-lay-in

But not for long!

Meet Miles. He came into our lives on the Saturday night of Sternwheel Festival. Every year in Marietta on the second weekend in September, there is an enormous festival in our town where all types of sternwheel boats line up along the river. The celebration draws crowds from all over. It has become a yearly tradition for Christian and I to snuggle up together on the trunk of the car to ooh and aaah over the fireworks display. It's really quite nice.

This year, Christian was much less enamored with the fireworks than he was with this stray little friendly cat. The cat looked like a chocolate point Siamese to me, and Christian talked me into taking him home. Aww, he was so hungry - how could I say no? I hate to see one of God's helpless creatures starve. So, home Miles came and when Christian worried that he'd never see Miles again, I chuckled to myself because a homeless hungry cat ALWAYS comes back. Miles has been with us since then and upon taking him to our family Vet, we discovered that he is between 1-2 years old, is negative for feline leukemia and desperately needs a neuter, which was why he probably escaped from his loving home in the first place.

*Ahem* Let me just say that on the day we found Miles, I was a little concerned he might have testicular cancer, because he has some very healthy hardware. It doesn't help that the contrast of colors really sets his manhood out for all to see (and I suppose admire, if you were a fellow male cat). Our Vet told us that he suspects Miles is more Himalayan than Siamese. He'll be loosing his bits in a few weeks, because being the responsible parent and citizen that I am, I cannot allow Miles to impregnate any loose female cats. Him-a-lay-in no more in a few weeks. That's a promise!