Pongo by Lisa Litchfield / Mommy

We had many good memmories with the ping pong (Pongo) at times he looked like a flying squirrel trying to jump at people. He was a awesome cat, waking us up at whatever time he wanted to be fed and just scream at us when he wanted us out of bed. He had this love for heights and had to be up high even if it was on a few cases of pepsi.LOL
A few times I would walk by him and he would grab my ankle and hang on to it. I laughed and chased him. He was a very quick cat and looked really cute wigglin his butt knowing he was gonna go after something. He loved his scratching posts and torn up many of them within a week or so. He stretched out his arms when he wanted to be held and headbutted ya gently. He so didn’t like baths, I got quite wet from the baths:) and I looked like I went rounds with a tiger. LOL He scratched at the door like a dog to go out, would try and trip you to race to the door. He’ll always remain precious to us no matter what.
I used to call him goofybutt.

 

With Love,
Pongo
Lisa Litchfield