No, that's the kitten. That could be the other reason he's mad. I finally introduced him to Phinny a couple weeks ago, supervised visits, before the cage came, and Phinny, being 5 months old, wants to jump on him and play all the time and Oliver wants no parts of him. Even now, Phin tries to go over to the cage and poke his paw in to say hi and Oliver turns his back or goes and hides under his kitty bed. But yet he purrs when I pet him, it's weird.<br><br>
I definitely want to call this woman though, she seems to have been dead on with Blackberry. Oliver is just scared of his own shadow and has been since the day I got him. He was so petrified at the vet he just laid there, didn't try to fight or squirm or anything. PTSD for sure with that one. <img alt="sad.gif" src="http://files.kickrunners.com/smilies/sad.gif"> Which I guess would go with the other part definition of war child. I know he was a street cat.