Boux

When Radar and I had been married just a few months, a kitten wondered up to our apartment.  Radar told me, “Do not feed it outside”. He was the cutest little guy but I’d been told not to feed it….OUTSIDE.  So I took him INSIDE to feed him!  When Radar got home the kitten was sitting on the kitchen floor eating kibble!  Radar said, “What’s this?” I replied, “It’s a kitten!”. We named it Boux (pronounced Boo) and he grew very rapidly.  When Boux was 3 months old I took him to the vet.  The vet thought he was a year old until he looked at his teeth.  He said Boux was half ocelot!  He got to be about twenty five pounds!
Boux was more like a dog in behavior than a cat.  He would come when called, get down when told to, and was an amazing hunter!  When we moved into a house he LOVED to catch the birds!  He was so good at it that the neighbors complained that he was catching too many birds and wanted me to stop him!  Now how was I supposed to do that??