
Resident Fozzie Bear. Big fluffy goofball. Attempting alpha duties with mixed results.
Elvis arrived about a month after Mabel and her babies showed up and immediately acted like he’d been on the lease the whole time.
We weren’t planning on keeping him (we already had five cats). Elvis disagreed. He brought all his stuff, slept outside my bedroom, and every morning stretched all the way up the sliding glass door like: good morning, I live here now.
Elvis is trying to replace Woody’s alpha presence, which is… bold… considering he’s such a lovable dope.
Also: Mabel is not having any of it. If he gets too close to her or the girls, she swats first and negotiates never.