Pickle came to us on a very strange day. Sausage Mckracken’s grumpy pants were getting bigger. We had tried everything to make him happy but still he hated everyone except us. As a last resort Liam looked up what having another cat can do for some aggressive cats. “Why don’t we try it? I saw a cat called Kimba on the cat shelter website, why don’t you go check him out” Liam said cautiously.
By that evening I brought home the weird little guy that was now called Pickle. Sausage sat staring at the box in the hallway. All of a sudden a bolt of white lighting flew out, and off they went. Love at first sight for these gay boys. They do everything together play, sleep even stare at us. Pickle loves Sausage so much that he always wants to sit on him and clean him, and if you don’t feed him separately he will leave Sausage all his food.
From the day we got Pickle we knew he wasn’t a normal cat. His hobbies include chirp talking, watching Dj Lance on Yo gabba gabba, weeing on things instead of the cold kitty little box, staring at walls and falling off things.
I see Pickle as my little boy (Sausage being the man of the house- after Liam of course). He makes me laugh everyday and life is never boring with him around. He is warm, loving and friendly and I am so thankful I have him. Sausage has completely turned around. A happy cat with only a grump attack every now and then thanks to my little Pickle Pants.