I dont think I've shared my other pets here outside of the chickens, so it's time to fix that. I'll start with our newest Tennant, Dracula. He's lived with us for a year and two months now, he's just about two years old. A friend of mind found him along with a whole heard of other feral kittens behind a grocery store. All the rest were orange and white cats, he was the only tuxedo. The rest of the kittens were rehomed, but no one wanted this boy. So, foolishly we said "we can hold on to him until you find a home". We all know how that goes.
Initially terrified of just about everything, now he is the terror. A runt, he makes up for it in shrill screaming and smacking. He is actually a great cat and I love him very much haha. But he will let you know when he's hungry and so help you if you don't feed him. He will also snatch the chicken right off your plate and run at top speed away with it.
His name is Dracula but we also call him:
Little man
Dracula smackula
Baby man
Short king
Mister smackula
Count Dracula
Little shit