DUDLEY & FRIENDS: I Am The Great Protector, Andrew Eugene

Rumor has had it for a couple of weeks now that Dudley is sharing space on this blog with the rest of us felines. So far, I have seen no sharing so I have decided to take over the computer.

Let me introduce myself. I am Andrew Eugene, also known as Huge Eug, though I don't particularly like that nickname. So I weigh 17 lbs??? What's the big deal? It's all muscle, trust me. I picked her out when I was 10 weeks old before she even realized she wanted another cat. She walked into the Humane Society with her mother (the one looking for a cat that day) in December 2004 and I knew I had finally found my human. While her mother looked at the adult cats I caught her attention by being cute playing with my toy. She, of course, was enamored with me and she felt sorry for me because the sign on my cage said "NOT GOOD WITH CHILDREN, BITES!". I had already convinced the Humane Society Jailer to take me out of my cage the minute she came by. All she needed to convince her that she was mine was to hold me. The Jailer put me in her arms and as the saying goes, the rest is history.

Since that day (her birthday by the way) that I arrived, I have been the "baby". That is until this May, when they brought ~~the runt~~, uh Dudley home. Ever since, it has been "Dudley, Dudley, Dudley". I quickly realized the best course would be to befriend ~~the brat~~ Dudley (sorry, evidently there are rules about how we refer to His Highness on this site). He's not so bad but man the boy has energy and likes to rough house constantly. He has to realize that a man likes his sleep every now and then. But I put up with it because they think I'm the greatest thing for being Dud's friend.

Last night, after they were done working, we were all relaxing in front of the TV. I was in front of the screen door in the family room when all of a sudden there was an interloper on the outside of the screen. Another CAT!! While I was determining how I would react to this I heard her say "We'd better close the door because the screen doesn't stand a chance if Andrew jumps at it!" That's when it came to me, the screen doesn't stand a chance and someone has to do something about the interloper. So quick as a shot before they could get up, I hit the screen, knocked it off it's track and F-R-E-E-D-O-M!!!!!!!! I chased the interloper around to the front of the house and into the bushes, with them not so closely on my tail trying to coax me to come back inside. Don't let my girth fool you, when I want to I can move like the wind! One of them tried to come in the bushes after me, but I had to get that other cat off the property before I was going anywhere, so I chased him across the street and then stood in the middle of the street trying to figure out why the humans were so upset. She looked like she was about to cry. I don't understand what she was so upset about, I had just protected her from the interloper. So I was in the middle of the street, no big deal. She ran into the house to get my treats while the other one tried to catch me. I knew eventually I would let them catch me, I mean I'm not stupid or anything, no way I'm giving up the cushy life I have. But first, I wanted to check out the park next door and get close to the river. Every so often, it's good to give them a good scare so they appreciate you more. Just as they were both on the verge of hysteria, I let one of them think they had "caught" me and allowed her to carry me inside. In their excitement to have me back inside, I got treats. See...it pays off to scare them every once in a while.