After a series of unsuccessful attempts at domesticating barn cats I finally got smart and adopted a 12 year old, completely declawed house cat for my daughter. Little did I realize in doing so I would be giving up control of the household to Bruno. If you are going to sit somewhere he will jump in your spot first. Thinking about taking a nap? Bruno will sit right on top of you. He is first to greet me in the morning by leading me from upstairs to his food bowl, backward glancing at me the entire way. And if I go past the bowl I will definitely hear about it. Not much else to do now but simply know your place in Bruno’s house.
Five Northern Acres 