Boy, Maxx was a little one back then, before his fur turned from soft white to dark gray and the addition of
ten-plus some weight. We couldn’t pet him for months. We’d like to believe we finally wore him down with trying. Luckily for us, his biting habit has significantly subsided since and his purring has doubled in volume. He still doesn’t like anyone but seems to get along with Ruby just fine.
Poor little dumped sweet boy. Someone else’s loss was definitely our gain, even so after these past ten years!