Meet Hank - The Asshole Kitty.

First, let me be clear.  Hank might be my very favorite kitty I have ever had the pleasure of knowing.  He is also an asshole.  You see, Hank doesn't believe in rules - and he thinks that when you yell or swat at him, that it is a very very fun and exciting game.

I have warned him several times of venturing into the unknown depths of our kitchen table - I've given up.  He'll find the mouse trap sooner or later.

Hank is the reason we eat at the dinner table, or just standing up.  He believes deeply that what ever you may have is his, and he will take it from you come hell or high water. 

Hank likes to bat Dee in the face, jump on her, jump AT her, trip her, and then lick her face as if to say "it's all in good sport lass."

That is the thing with Hank, you see, when he isn't attacking your feet, jumping at your head, leaping at you while your standing, stealing your food, hiding your stuff, or helping you type on the computer - he is the most wonderful and loving animal there ever was. 

We just may have to change his name to Chuck Norris.

Here's to the weird and the wonderful.

Andrea