Edmund

Sir Edmund P. Hillary (Edmund the Rotund) is 6, and too laid-back to worry about who's boss, unless he decides to "sumo" Nitro into submission by falling flat on him. Ed got his name because he climbed all over me when he was tiny, and frequently perched on my head. He was one of a litter born to a semi-feral sheltered by some family friends. Born on my birthday, he just HAD to come home with me. He's very affectionate, and is convinced that the world is his oyster, especially viewed from a perch on my frontal appendages. He sits beside me and stares just above my left shoulder with frightening intensity, edging closer the while. I shove him away. He stares and edges some more. I shove him again. etc. etc. Eventually he creeps me out enough with the staring that I let him climb aboard and we have a quality cuddle. He loves to knead my hair and will pester until i unloose it or swing it over a shoulder to him. Despite his 23 lbs, he is healthy and active, for those who wonder. Online, he is sort of a jovial Falstaffian character with a penchant for Fat Cat ale (and absolutely no head for it)! -Cheryl P. (Meowers from missouri)