Blue. The great big huge cat. Blue sort of photobombs his way through life.
It's not his fault. I blame his former owner, who had his front claws removed. I understand that in rare cases, this is a necessity. This wasn't so with Blue. I don't even know why she bothered declawing him since she kept him in the basement. It's only been the last couple of years that Blue's been living on the main floor here and hasn't been hiding in the basement.
There are some days when I'll come home to find the bathroom door shut tight and Blue on the other side.
A couple of days ago, I was on the same side as he was and I watched him try to hook his paw around the door. All he did was nudge the door closer and closer until it clicked shut.
He doesn't realize how big he is. He doesn't realize how strong he is. Do cats have Asperger's? If they do, Blue has it.
Mostly, he just big. And clueless. And Blue.
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