He comes out into the center of the room now and rolls over exposing his lovely white belly. he loves those belly rubs and will flip over and over afterward when I stop.

He is so beautiful but still unwilling to accept any cat in his vicinity. He charges the wire door of the room when the kittens come by to say hello reaching for them with his clawless paws. I suspect if he had his claws, he would be less confrontational on that front.

He has even succeeded in driving ShyAnne from her bed in the room across from him and now she is splayed out on the bed next to delilah- a huge suprise, because my nickname for this lovely dilute calico is “grumpy growly.” Maybe she has met her match with Bentley.

I put him on Petfinders last night- I am hoping someone steps forward and wants to adopt him and that they have no other animals in the house. Time will tell-

Mike is calling the house the Kitty Maze right at the moment as everyone is still inside the house to stay safe from the craziness of fireworks in a few days. This morning I went across the road to try and reason with the man who has been shooting them off early- but you can’t argue with a man who is guzzling Budweiser and holding a pit bull by a chain to keep it from attacking you. Love this red-neck town! LOL

I always find it puzzling that there is a county-wide burn ban this time of year, but fireworks are permitted. That just never makes sense to me. Last night with the skyrockets went off- my cats just erupted in terror. I have put extra hidey holes out in the enclosure to help them find safe spots, but I will be so thankful when all this nonsense is over. Heck, there aren’t many folk who even know what the 4th of July is really all about. They just see it as another excuse to drink beer, act crazy and blow things up.