There’s another fiv+, male, tuxedo cat listed as available on the web. Should I adopt him? At least, I would know what I’m in for. Maybe this is my purpose, now; to adopt, love, and give a final home to f.i.v.+ male, tuxedo cats? Eh, could be worse. Although, he looks a lot like Grendel. I don’t think it’s him, though. Grendel had a smuge of black under the chin. Am I crazy, to even be considering this? Probably.
But, my life would be so much poorer if I’d not given Grendel a chance.
Arguing for my independence with my trust lords has gotten really old, really fast. See, I’m like a poor man’s Brittany Spears: all my money is in a special needs trust, dispensed as need be by my Trustees: Gil Roth and Peter Johnson. Gil, I’ve been friends with since St. John’s. Peter does this for a living, & cuts me a world of always legal and ethical slack. More tomorrow. Nighty-night.