Brat cat extraordinaire...Elliot is basically mummy’s boy, but dont suggest that to him! He pretty clever too, his favorite trick being to sit at the front door looking for all the world like all he wants to do is go outside and play, and when you get up to let him out he’ll playfully attack your ankles then bolt into the kitchen and sit innocently beside his dinner bowl, looking at you as if to say, ’well, since you are up..how bout you feed me?’.
He sleeps on my feet every night, and attacks my toes when the alarm goes off in the morning, so I have no fear of sleeping thru it.
He has an odd gait to his walk, since he was hit by a car when he was 4 months old and had to have the ball joint of his hip removed, but it just adds to his already wonderful character and personality.
His nickname is ’fuddy’, as he’s a fat puddy, and I’m sure he’s one of the most loved fuddies ever.