I loved it when he’d lay there with his front paws crossed. It looked so polite and proper. =P


One of Prodigy’s favorite things to do was kiss people. Here he’s grabbed my hand (quite tightly) and is attempting to lick my skin off. He did this often. He’s also got the distinction of being the only cat who ever stuck their tongue up my nose. (I learned to keep him a little farther away from my face after that, LOL)


After kissin’ time, it was killin’ time! He LOVED to play, and would actually close his paws into fists and punch at things like he was a little boxer. He’d also grab ahold of my finger and just “hold hands” because he was smooth like that.


Prodigy looked angry 99% of the time, but there was never a happier, sweeter kitty. His purr was so loud, you could hear it across the living room. He never really meowed; more like a psychotic screech. You could hear THAT across the entire house. The quiet will really be noticeable now.


These last two I’ve had uploaded for a while and forgot to post:

“What are you…you’re not going to take a picture for that Stuff On My Cat website, are you?!”


“Damn you.”

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Prodigy showed up at our door on July 4th, 1997 - during a thunderstorm, scared out of his mind. He left us July 3rd, 2008 - purring until he took his final breath. I will miss him for the rest of my days.