Besides the Avatar, here's another picture of the cat. His name is Friday. We adopted him along with another cat after the Cerro Grande Fire in 2000. You might remember it as the forest fire that evacuated Los Alamos and made a smoke trail that went to Oklahoma. He was found rummaging through the rubble of one of the burnt buildings. It's funny because when they first looked at him they thought he was a girl. “Black short-haired female cat with one white whisker” was her description. It wasn't till we took her to the vet to get her spayed did we discover that she was a he, a very well groomed he (if you catch my drift). It’s a good thing that “Friday” is fairly gender neutral name.
He's a bit of an escape artist. Every once in a while he’ll sneak into the garage and on occasion the garage door will be open. The first thing he does is roll around in the dirt. He used to hide in the boat (when we had a boat), but now who knows where he goes. One time he was gone for two weeks. We put signs up for him. And the morning after the day we put them up, he came strutting through the garage. He always struts when he’s coming in from the garage.
He’s also the only cat I’ve heard of who eats vegetables. He does not like meat not even chicken. He only eats dry cat food. He also likes to eat zucchini, cucumber, squash, and pumpkin. We once convinced him to try a jalapeƱo…he hasn’t tried a pepper since. He rips the veggies apart then licks out the liquid. Occasionally these veggies, that my mom grows in her garden, will have fresh teeth marks. He’s one weird cat.








