This is my cat. There are many like him, but this one is mine.

It didn't take long for him to settle in.

It didn’t take long for him to settle in.

I have a cat.  His name is Mac.  Well, actually, I have two cats and two dogs but today, we’re talking Mac. Mac is short for Mackinac (pronounced “Mack-eh-naw”, for you non-Michiganders)  He was named by the rescue agency – they felt a Michigan-themed name was appropriate in light of his ginormous, mitten-shaped front paws.  Mac is a 2-3 years old stripey orange big galoot of a feline, tipping the scales at 15 pounds.  According to the rescue folks, he was a stray who had taken to hanging around a condo complex.  He had a home at one time, that seems pretty clear – he’s far too comfortable and laid back to be feral.  At any rate, they took him in, got him all vetted up (including the appropriate boy part removal) and put him on the adoption block.  Enter my husband and kids, wandering into Petsmart one day to buy dog food and running smack into an adoption fair and the rest is history.  He’ll pop up from time to time in this blog so it seemed appropriate to make an introduction.


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