I thought as Chauncey got older and grew out of kitten stage he would be a little more friendly, but instead he's just getting a little more "special" I guess you could say. He is the most emotional, needy, bipolar cat that I've ever seen. He follows us around wherever we go but doesn't come close enough to let you pet him, heaven forbid. He gets into EVERYTHING (my sewing trim this time), he always thinks he's on the brink of starvation, and he meows whenever you say his name.
Do I want another cat that would be a little more prone to cuddling than Chauncey is? Yes. But do I ever even think about life without him? No way!
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Oh Chauncey, you are so silly! :) We love you anyways.
I feel a little bit guilty for being the one to spread my strange stray cat's children all over the planet. Chauncey's mom and siblings are all kinda strange like that - I couldn't take all the meowing!
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