um squeeeeeeee
Jul. 13th, 2008 08:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideI have. A. Brutus. Gatokittymeow! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
*hearts bursts with love*
It was so utterly awesome. OMG. OMG.
Okay. *calms self*
So, the 411 on Brutus. He is a strikingly beautiful creature with a sweet nature and the most hilarious foghorn of a voice. (Sarah and I refer to it as *brutusmaowr*.) However, he is reserved, doesn't like to be overly-handled and is a little suspicious of You. But not of meeee anymore! Brute and I have bonded a lot in the last few times I've stayed at the house with him.
As Jeff brought him up, I could hear him bellowing downstairs. (To say that he hates being in the carrier is a galactic understatement.) Jeff let him loose and I fawned from a distance, letting him get his bearing. He shot straight under my bed and hissed at Jeff when he tried to talk to him. (Oh. Yeah. He has this warning hiss he does when he's unhappy, but he doesn't hurt you or anything and often it's just letting you know that you're On Notice and can commence petting him, but with extra respect.)
Jeff and I hung out in the living room and very soon after, Brutus started his expedition of sniffing every corner of the house. And soon after that, he would swing by and let us pet him. Victory!!
Jeff eventually left because he wanted to get an early crack at the continued hell that is touch-up painting. It was late, so I went to bed. And! And! BRUTUS CAME WITH ME. He was bellowing a bit, but would hop onto the bed and let me totally fondle him. We have crossed the final barrier. He lets me smooch him and hug him and OMG I AM GOIND TO DIE FROM JOY.
He's only recently let me cuddle him so much and omgomgomg it's just so nice having him here!
OMG BRUTUS LIVES WITH MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
*hearts bursts with love*
It was so utterly awesome. OMG. OMG.
Okay. *calms self*
So, the 411 on Brutus. He is a strikingly beautiful creature with a sweet nature and the most hilarious foghorn of a voice. (Sarah and I refer to it as *brutusmaowr*.) However, he is reserved, doesn't like to be overly-handled and is a little suspicious of You. But not of meeee anymore! Brute and I have bonded a lot in the last few times I've stayed at the house with him.
As Jeff brought him up, I could hear him bellowing downstairs. (To say that he hates being in the carrier is a galactic understatement.) Jeff let him loose and I fawned from a distance, letting him get his bearing. He shot straight under my bed and hissed at Jeff when he tried to talk to him. (Oh. Yeah. He has this warning hiss he does when he's unhappy, but he doesn't hurt you or anything and often it's just letting you know that you're On Notice and can commence petting him, but with extra respect.)
Jeff and I hung out in the living room and very soon after, Brutus started his expedition of sniffing every corner of the house. And soon after that, he would swing by and let us pet him. Victory!!
Jeff eventually left because he wanted to get an early crack at the continued hell that is touch-up painting. It was late, so I went to bed. And! And! BRUTUS CAME WITH ME. He was bellowing a bit, but would hop onto the bed and let me totally fondle him. We have crossed the final barrier. He lets me smooch him and hug him and OMG I AM GOIND TO DIE FROM JOY.
He's only recently let me cuddle him so much and omgomgomg it's just so nice having him here!
OMG BRUTUS LIVES WITH MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
