Hiro has some of the most unique markings of any cat I’ve ever seen, and I tried to capture a little of that for you here. He’s a cat with a strong personality, one who likes the dogs more than the cats in the house. In fact, Hiro likes to walk Butterscotch with me, much to the amusement of neighbors and passers-by. Hiro is far more likely to rub himself up against the dogs (which they don’t particularly care for) or cuddle with us two-leggeds than he is to be nice to any of the cats. He tolerates them as long as they let him be. If they disturb him, they had better run quickly.
He absolutely will not live inside at all times, and has to go out some each day, or he turns into devil-cat. (Except it is so cold today that he comes right back in with a very offended look on his face.) His light ear tip tells me that he was born outside, rescued young, and put into the adoption program where I volunteered a number of years ago. No one was picking him and he was getting to be an older kitten so I took him home. What else was I to do? He was too stunning a cat to let him languish for months on end.