Introducing: Vinnie
Hooray. It’s Vinnie.
Vinnie hates all humans. Seriously. That's not a joke.
As you can tell from my faux enthusiasm above, Vinnie is my least favorite of the four cats we have. I don’t hate him, but I don’t have a particularly strong bond with him, either. The running commentary around here is that he hates anything with two legs. And that’s not far off. He came into Kate’s life because Happy needed some company, and the two of them bonded really tightly.
I’m starting to come to the conclusion that Vinnie is never ever going to like human contact. I’ve worked with him extensively over the year that Kate and I have been living together and seem to be unable to reassure him that humans are not going to kill and eat him or anything like that. So he’s more of a fixture in the house (that attaches to Happy).
Obviously, I’m going to keep trying to socialize him a bit. Because yeah, I’m not the type to give up on an animal.
Nicknames: Vin, Vinster, Vincento.
Age: 4?
Vinnie, right, with the only organism he loves in the world -- Happy, left.
Does he like Kate?
He doesn’t really like anybody. Except Happy.
This is true. He won’t purr for a human, but he has the loudest purr of all four cats when he makes biscuits on Happy. He is really only here because he make Happy, well..happy.