Oh, and he sprays OUR bushes outside too. That is just rude.
Worst of all - Mom picks him up. Yesterday when she came home from werk she gave him a hug and came inside. I was all happy and excited to see her, I always am, but when I went up to her she smelled like that little pipsqueak. I got so mad I hissed at her, but kept going up to her to be petted, then I would hiss again. Kind of hard to make up my mind whether I should be mad or happy. I guess I was both.
She thought that was funny, and she laughed at me. I see I'm gonna have to lay down the paw on paying attention to that squeaker.