Here is my bundle of mess.... we got him when a coworker of mine's house caught fire. He was pretty banged up with smoke inhalation, the firefighters had to rescue him. We were supposed to foster him at first but his owner (my coworkers daughter) went off to collage and we all decided he should stay behind with us (the Mom REALLY didn't want him). His name was "Eightball" (he was rescued from a drug house so the kids probably thought it was funny). Needless to say, I wasn't going to scream Eightball from my front pourch so we changed his name to Arson :lmao: