He's Thor, my insane cat. We found him in a field when he was just a pup, left there with his brothers and sisters.
Unfortunately we could retrieve only him, because the others were so scared they fled, but we know that another family found another couple of them.
I called him Thor because he's a show-off, a little dumb but so kind-hearted.
You can tell he's half siamese, he's even cross-eyed >.<
When I'm at my mom's place, he steal my clothes night-time and sleeps on them. For the rest of the day, instead, he stays in my lil brother craddle that he took over: basically my mother change the sheets for the cat, now.
When he's hungry, he starts to make a lot of noise and to play with doors.
Yes.
DOORS.
Can't explain how, it's complicated.
When you toss a paper ball at him he brings it back to you like a dog. But ONLY if it's made with a sale receipt.
In the summer he loves to hang out with his fellow cat gang, and if we meet him he pretends he doesn't know us, fleeing.
He's weird and mad, but otherwise he couldn't be part of our family. <3
