Max really is pretty funny. He tries to come into our house. He's so bold, but he also has a rotten personality. He's truly the neighborhood stud.
We had a very old redhead cat named Lucky. He was 19 and a half when he passed away last year. He was just skin and bones before he went due to old age and kidney failure and who knows what else.
In Lucky's "salad days", he was just like Max. He would sit on people's porches and when they opened the door to get the paper or whatever, he would just walk in, and then run and hide inside their houses. He was also the neighborhood stud.
Well, Max arrived into the neighborhood just as Lucky was about to go. Max took a liking to Lucky, but we were all afraid that Max would total Lucky. Quite to the contrary. Lucky took his skinny old tottering self with his new very fat studly companion on a tour of his territory. They were often seen walking together down the road. I'm sure that animals have a way of communicating, and that Lucky was teaching Max how to patrol around.
Max follows the same route each day, up and down the road and into each yard, just looking over the terrain. So Lucky lives on through Max.
We have a very quiet, protected neighborhood, so it is quite safe for animals.
It is something to smile about for sure.
