This is Mountain Shadow. He's my Shack Watch Cat. I got him brand new. He was only five or six weeks old.

Oh, he was a vicious, little kitty. At least, with a paper towel cardboard roll, anyway.

He sure is goin' after that cardboard, but everytime I'd get up, the phone rang or a knocked at the door, he'd run and hide.

That cardboard had more holes in it than Swiss Cheese.

After a while, he would want to go everywhere I went. If I was outside, he'd go out and play. If I was on the 'puter, he'd curler up on the floor next to me.

One day, after I came inside, he wanted to stay out awhile longer. That was the last time I saw him. He was the victim of a coyote attack. I miss you, my little buddy.