This is my cat, Manji. He’s sleeping, as usual, and he’ll be 5 years old this spring. He’s enormous. In fact, I think he may be the biggest housecat in the world. And he’s heavier than a toddler. It’s hard to imagine he was a tiny little fluffball once! I adopted him in Ohio on May 5 2003 from my crazy ballet instructor. She was an animal rights activist and had this very dangerous habit of bringing in the various strays she picked up off the street and letting them run around the ballet floor while we worked. One day I came in and saw this gigantic puffball of fur jumping around the room. During our exercises the thing would chase us around the floor and leap around the room with us, and then stare at you with these HUGE eyes. He was the most playful thing I’d ever seen! At that time I didn’t have any pets, and had no intention of getting a pet anytime soon, but for some reason I walked into her office immediately after class and said “I’ll take him home with me right now.” On the way home I stopped and purchased cat supplies and cat toys and got him set up at my place. He immediately got attached to this stupid stick I bought with a little pink feather boa on the end of it. He LOVED that thing. He would drag it with him into every room he went to and would play with it constantly – and you never, NEVER took it from him. He would ATTACK you. Ha! I love kittens.
Ever since then it’s been one perfect match! He’s a bit lazier now, but he’s still as cute to me as he was the day I adopted him. I love you Manji!
Manji & Daddy in the summer of 2003
Oh my god he is adorable!!!!! I love the dripping off the chair pic!