holyoutlaw

He was actually rescued by a neighbor, who told me she was trying to catch him. She was smart enough to mention this at a wine tasting party, where I had obviously tasted quite a bit. "Sure, I'll take him," I told her, wasn't too sure what she was talking about when she called a few weeks later to say she was bringing him over! When he came to me, he had scabs and bald patches and wouldn't come out from under a chair -- for a month. Now he acts like he owns the place!