Never thought I’d see the day. I mean, I’m a cat person, but barely. By that I mean I don’t have cats. I can barely remember to water my plants enough.
But, after a grueling 2-week audition of walks in the sun, snacks, and sleeping, he made the cut—and it looks like this guy is gonna stick around.
His soon-to-be-former owner called him “Cider,” and we aren’t so into that, but we haven’t come up with an alternate.
I’ve just been calling him Red Dog.