Meet Nykhadimys. He is a 3 yr old American short hair I felt the need to take in when his mother had abandoned him in a shed where I was employed. [Meankitty says:  Great job, working in a shed!] He was left for dead with eyes and ears infected and unable to walk. I nursed him to health. Little did I know it was a demon spawn I had granted access to my home!

Nyk was an angel up until he could jump. Then it was time to wreak havoc on all who stepped into HIS home! Biting and clawing his way to the top of command, no one wanted to stick around any longer than they have to. 

In the past years he has calmed down, but still rules the roost by meowing and moaning if I sit in my…oops…his computer chair or if the litter isn’t up to par. He warns me with a ear piercing meow and then using my rug in the washroom as his box *sigh* . Just this morning he bit me several times in the back of my leg, drawing blood.