When I was really starting to get used to my mom's Aunt Karen house. My furr-ever mom and grandma started packing.
Ginger was really intimidating, she would get up-in-my-face and I would arch my back and hiss to look bigger.
Two of the kittys I liked Libby and Mr. Grey are my friends, Mr. Grey helped even calm down a bit. Me thinks that LIbby has a kitty-crush on me. Mau, Mau.