Born on August 17,1991, Joseph was no "average" cat. He never really played like a normal kitten. Instead he would hide and then jump out, attacking the ankle of whomever walked by first. Joseph was originally meant to be a housecat. But he insisted on going outside. Often meowing all night long and trying to escape out of any open door. After a 17 month battle, he got his way. He spent many days away from home. Probably spent eating at every house on the block and showing off for the girl kitties. He never really cared much for people. Most would say: "He's the meanest cat I've ever seen!". And he was a tough guy. Surviving infections, snake/spider bites, and even a few mean dogs. He must of enjoyed a good fight considering he often came home sporting a new scratch or two. Once he even came home with a small piece of his ear missing! I pitty the other cat he fought with that day, as he must have looked worse. Oh what a mean boy!
