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| Name: |
Maxwell
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Age: |
Four years old
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| Gender: |
Male
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Kind: |
Tabby Mix
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| Home: |
Worcester, Massachusetts, USA |
Maxwell
wormed his way into our lives at the worst possible time and I'm so glad he did. I was still living at home with my parents and this large fluff ball of a
cat meandered up to me on a warm day in April. He was affable though, after a pet or two, got a little bitey. So I left it at that, posted him on the town's
"missing pets" Facebook listing and moved on.
He, however, did not.
He continued to come around and each time got progressively friendlier,
rubbing up against legs and purring. He definitely let his presence be
known!
The summer and fall passed by allowing us to grow closer to him, our dog
Nilla (a large elder Husky/Labrador mix) even started liking him (though
he'd never admit it). As winter grew closer however we were faced with a
hard decision. Was he going to be our forever cat or were we going to
turn him into a shelter. My fiance and I talked about it. We hadn't
intended on getting a full-grown cat, nor had we intended on getting an
animal right then! We lived in two separate locations, saw each other
maybe once a week, and on top of it, still weren't sure when we were
moving in together.
October of 2013 brought about some harsh nights and we found Max
sleeping under the porch, right up against the house. It broke my heart.
That day I coaxed him inside and set him up with us. We say he is
approximately four years old, but don't know for sure.
He's been with us since then and made the move with me when I left my
parents' house. His personality has flown freely from there. He is a
highly vocal cat and at 14 pounds is a big ball of love. Now he can be found
wandering from room to room in our apartment, napping, and in general
being the most lovable cat I have ever run into.
He also herds. It's a very odd behavior from a cat, but if there is one
member of the family or a guest that is in the 'wrong' room he will walk
over and begin to escort them back! To say he is family centered may be
an understatement.
We think he might have been a dog in his past life.
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