It would seem that becoming human-mommy to this ginger fuzzball is not unlike motherhood with my Homosapien spawns, except that he only speaks in meow and (I did not think this was possible) his farts smell worse.
He does not seem to mind where I go and has absolutely zero concept of personal space, privacy, or boundaries.
His butt is in 99% of my selfies and will plonk himself right on top of my laptop keyboard or wedge himself between my face and my cellphone with acrobatic ease, whether I'm standing or sitting, literally ANYWHERE in our house.
His coordination and acrobatic skills disappear completely when actually needed for survival though, and he managed to get himself stuck on the other side of our neighbour's wall, just two days after receiving his microchip and being allowed to roam a bit on his own.
@AimeLudick managed to confirm their similarities (even if they're not technically genetic) and why Chai fits in so well when she tried to grab him through the electric fence, electrocuting herself and the dumbass cat. 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄 After shredding our neighbour and giving her horrendous hayfever, she still kept Chai safe on the other side of the fence until Aime could walk around and collect him in the cat box (he reacts to trips in this box much like an alien abduction - to be fair, the last two times we packed him into it, he came home first with a microchip and then with no balls) and bring him home safely - Luckily, both Aime and Chai did not suffer permanent injuries.
We also have a pergola outside our bedroom window that covers our porch. In an attempt to go godknows where, Chai managed to get himself stuck ontop of it - not on the solid part, of course, but on a piece of torn shade cloth. @ZakLudick managed to coax him into jumping up onto our window (1 story up) and we managed to get him into our bedroom (with some yanking through the burglar bars) without him slipping and falling to the ground below.
This monstrously mischievous miscreant is so ridiculously loving and affectionate, however, that we could not imagine our lives without him, and as much as I moan, there is nothing like being greeted by him every day, and the cuddles I receive when I'm down. He always manages to absolve himself of all his ridiculousness.
Oh Chai, how we love you!
