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So after much painful thinking.. Pizza Feets is gone. My fat boys did not adjust to the aggressive little dominant cat. Feets never let up from morning until night. If he saw one of the fat boys, he attacked and he was vicious.

Sam and Nosey were getting rougher and more angry in their efforts to keep from being injured by the little beasty and were even starting to fight with each other, so last week I called our vets office and spoke with Stephanie, the receptionist who fell in love with the baby on his first visit. She was DELIGHTED! She wanted him right away. Steph lives in the apartment downstairs from the vets office with her kids.

Pizza Feets is still called Pizza Feets. He lives in the apartment, but spends his days upstairs in the office with all the vets, techs and customers who all adore him. He is the office cat! He's extremely happy to be top cat and have all the attention.. although it broke my heart and I've been depressed ever since Hubby took the baby and dropped him off. I love that little cat.. but as my son and hubby keep saying, "You love your fat boys too and they are suffering. You did the right thing."

Fat boys.. getting all the attention, loving each other and happy again:

They are still jumpy.. but they are feeling much better. They had all weekend without the baby and I've been giving them extra attention, but it's going to take a while I think. That critter was a terror!

Lil Kitler!


Dayum I miss that baby.

I hope so Maggie.. the boys aren't very smart, so I'm hoping the forget soon.

and YES! I can visit Pizza Feets any time. I'm really happy that he's doing well, but got so sad posting this I had to call Stephanie to see how he is doing today. She said he is spoiled by everyone and he has taken over the entire building. (duh.. I told her he would)