...or in his mouth, as was the case. His original owners told me how they got him: They visited a woman who regularly goes to her local kill shelter and takes all the cats slated to be euthanized so that she can find them homes. Ernie was one of them. Just a few weeks old, he fit into the palm of one hand and promptly fell asleep. I took him from them a few years later when I was looking for a companion to my first cat. During his short initial stay in my bathroom, he stuffed all the mousey toys into my bathtub drain, and the rest was history.

Jin
Hoboken, NJ