Hmm...it's late, let's post about my cat.

Ok, so this "Blog" thing was recently interjected into my memory by Jenn asking me what the heck a blog was. So, I decided to start one. I was doing one a while back, but I got too lazy for it.

So here I am at 12:46 AM, watching Conan O'Brien on ye olde tube, creating a blog. And it's muggy hot in here. Yep. You would think I would turn on the air conditioner, but it's so late for that. Just a waste of electricity. The cat, however, would like to file a petition for more cooling.

Cat. Yep, got one of those. His name is Mojo. My girlfriend's old roomate brought him home 3 or so years ago. Poor thing was abandoned by his mom on top of a library at just a few weeks of age. I could hold him in the palm of my hand. Now his head barely fits in my hand.

Mojo is a Maine Coon, we believe he is purebred. From what we have been told and uncovered by research, he will grow to be between 15-20 pounds. They continue to put weight well into their adult lives. Coons also will remain "in a kitten-like playful state" for their entire life. This is definitely Mr. Mojo. He's always zippin around here playing with whatever looks like a toy to him. (including my computer wires. Dang cat.)

Maine Coons are also extemely loyal to their owners, whilest maintaining their own independance and personality. He quite literally will follow you around like a small puppy to check out what you are doing and to make sure you are ok, but once you and the area have passed the "Mojo Survey", don't expect him to come when you call him. You need the laser pointer to summon him on command. We have noticed that if both myself and Leah (GF) are in the room, the cat will most likely take up a position that is equidistant from both of us. Coons are also very quiet. His meow is very short and "cute", but very mute. Kinda like a kitten, actually.

Our not-so-little cat is up around 13 or 14 pounds of solid muscle now. Seeing how we just moved into the place, he is still in the process of figuring out how to open these new lever-style door handles. Oh yeah, did I mention he can open doorknob style doors? Yes...knob style doors.

Mojo also is not a lap cat, which is a trait of the Coon. Pick him up and he jumps right down. But he'll sit by your feet. Not on them, just by them. Purring away, looking all kinglike. Unless, of course, you are in the bathroom. For some reason he will bang on the door until you let him in, then he will attempt to locate himself in your lap while you are on the toilet. Most annoying. Haven't really figured out what's up with that, but it is quite comical.

Speaking of "kinglike", we're pretty sure he thinks he is the king of the place. Right now he is playing king of the tile kitchen floor, probably wondering why "mommy" is in the bedroom and "daddy" is sitting at the other picture screen thing making noise with that other thing he likes to sit on. (keyboard and computer). I still think he's filing for more AC. Either that or he is silently waiting for his nightly attack of my feet. Yes, it's a game to him. Hit and fade at daddy's feet, every other step as he walks by. I really don't know if it's a challenge, or if he is just playing. He never bites very hard, but if you start playing with him you can see the 'hunter instinct' in him as he attacks. Kinda cool.

Ok it's now 1AM. Still not tired, so I will go veg on the couch. I will leave you with a pic of a young mojo. It's up top there.