Hot. Gay. Cat Sex.

So we got a new cat Monday. I've had Tank over a year, and for about that long have been trying to find a cat for Erin, which would give Tank someone to hang out with when we weren't around. The first cat we got was Tabé, an all-white female cat. Well, Tabé used the bathroom everywhere but the litterbox, and absolutely could not be convinced to do otherwise, so we had to get rid of her. The second cat, Spencer, came from the animal shelter. He was pretty cool. He was really hyper and got into a lot of stuff, ate more than Tank who was twice his size, and he wasn't very affectionate. And he liked to try and get outside. One day after escaping, he decided not to come back in. We tried several times, but he wouldn't let us catch him. I thought maybe he was an outside cat before we got him, because apparently he likes it alot more out there. This family a few apartments down puts food out for him and we stil see him out there alot, but he's not really "our" cat anymore. He won't even let you pick him up.

Monday when Erin was at work her friend brought a cat she had that she needed to give away because they had just found out her cousin or nephew or something was alergic to cats. Something like that. Anyway, so Erin agreed to take him. He is HUGE. Maybe the biggest cat I've seen with my own eyes. Erin has named him Monte. Despite being big and fearsome, he's really just a big baby...very social and very affectionate. Tank has a history of hating every cat we've brought home for at least the first week and this one is no different. Tank has stayed hidden away more or less and hisses any time Monte gets near him. I don't think Monte really minds Tank, as he lived with another cat before we got him. My cat is just wierd I guess. I'm pretty sure after a week or so he'll be cool with it and they'll be buddies. Hell, Tank and Spencer eventually ended up making lots of hot, gay cat sex. Ask Will.