That rotten &@%!$#& cat!

This is Pumpkin's doppelganger - a young and lanky male copy of our plump puss (and frequent blip subject). This little bugger strolled right up and sprayed the flower box - the cat equivalent of giving us the finger. Usually, his presence is announced when Pumpkin attacks the sliding door and blinds with a crash and a huge freak out - giving Linda and me each a bloody heart attack in the process.