The Other Lion King

So my family has this cat who started off as a scraggly neighborhood stray and inched his way into their hearts. When he first starting coming around the house he was literally missing scruffs of hair and looked near death. I would only pat his head cause he looked so dirty and had open oozes. Of course, everyone felt sorry for him and made sure he became well-fed and well-loved. He never really had a name so everyone calls him Orange Boy or Fat Cat. He kind of looks like Garfield, but we already had a cat named Garfield at one point so that was out.

One of Orange Boy's problems is that his long hair gets tangled together and hurts his skin, so my sister, Jen, took him to the vet to get him checked out. When they came back with the cat she really didn't think it was hers! The vet shaved him--pretty much all of him!!!! With the exception of his head, his paws, and the tuft of his tail he is bald, and not as fat as he looked!

The first week or so afterward he was too embarrassed to leave the house. Now his fuzz is growing in nicely, and he is once again out and about showing off his new lion look.

This isn't the best picture of him, but you get the idea...

The mailman says he's the prettiest cat on his route.