Simon was found wandering the streets, and I was lucky enough to find him at the shelter. He may have been abused as he is terrified of men but is slowly coming around. He is not a cat in the typical sense as he does not play in boxes, with toys, or under sheets when making the bed, and he hates meat in cat food and prefers pâtés and bisques. He is definitely, after 8 years, finally becoming a funny little goofball and is starting to play, as it is not uncommon to walk by and see toys flying in the air and a white blur in pursuit. And the ZOOMIES are insane. Better watch out though, as it hurts if his 12 lbs of goofy runs into your legs; you will definitely leave a bruise!