Pretty astute. ;-)

When the kids first convinced him to go to the SPCA, they found an adorable grey kitten, but he opted not to bring it home because he thought I'd kill him, lol!!!

So I had to 'fess up that the kids had sworn me to secrecy, and they went back the following day. He was surprised when they got to the kitten room to see a huge paw swipe across one of the cages, but when he turned the corner, here was a little tuxedo kitten with massive paws!

He brought her home, and Clydesdale she became, because she walked stiff-legged like a Clydesdale . . . she had yet to grow into those paws. ;-)

She was a Hemingway kitty, polydactyl, with an extra toe on every foot, the claws all worked, and she wasn't afraid to use them when she thought it was necessary. She had six toes on the front, five on the back, and her front paws literally looked like catcher's mitts.

She was also huge . . . she weighed twenty-two pounds in her prime, and there wasn't an ounce of fat on her, though she did have loose skin on her sides that hung down as she got older, so she looked even bigger than she was.

Clyde was four months old when we adopted her, and we found Bonnie three months later, when she was just barely three months old. She was also a tuxedo girl, but tiny by comparison, weighing in at a whopping eight pounds.

But while Clyde was afraid of everything, Bonnie was fearless, and more than once I was alerted to a strange animal outside our front porch when Clyde came barreling inside, and Bonnie immediately ran out onto the porch.

When we first brought Bonnie home, Clyde wanted nothing to do with her, but by the end of the second day, they were sleeping and playing together, and remained best friends until almost the end.

They were both truly great cats.