He’s a total nip fiend.

And as you can see, he’s a total ham.

        A couple months ago this guy waltzed through our front door and shook things up. I’d seen him roaming around the brick ledge of our house from time to time, then a couple days later my mom almost hit him while he was eating out of a McDonald’s bag in the middle of the street. She brought him in the house and there he’s stayed ever since. He was a little tough to love in the beginning because he wasn’t neutered and was cray-zy. But he was very sweet when he wasn’t in a hormonal craze, so we got him fixed and now he’s perrrfect. The only problem is our other cats aren’t real fond of him, he’s an attention hog, but I think they’ll warm up to him in no time. Anyway this is Oliver, the pleasure’s all his.