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Mr. Reese

 There's another new member of my parents family, Mr. Reese, named after the man from Person of Interest if you've ever seen that show. Mr. Reese wasn't always named Mr. Reese. Previously he was named Mikey. He also didn't start out with my family. 

See, Mr. Reese was previously adopted by my sister, off Craigslist. She hid him in her dorm room. Since some dorms barely allow fish, much less cats, Mr. Reese ended up at my parents house. My parents have never had a cat before, since my mom is allergic. They've always had dogs. Yet, here Mr. Reese is. 
Thankfully, I don't have to live in the house while everyone adjusts to his presence. It's been rough from what I've heard. Remi has been simultaneously excited and scared of him. She tries all day long to sniff him, but he will have none of that. The first time I saw Mr. Reese, he was swatting Remi in the face. I was actually quite impressed by his speed, and mad at him for hitting the dog. The last time I visited, Mr. Reese would let Remi sniff him once, but if she kept trying she'd get swatted again. Mr. Reese has taken up sitting in Remi's favorite spot on the couch, which she doesn't like as seen above. 
He also loves my dad, which is pretty funny. 

When he was first here, my sister let Mr. Reese outside, not thinking that he would hop the fence. He did, and was gone all day. We were all pretty sure that he was gone. Surprisingly he came home though at 9:30 and scratched on the door. He has to be pretty smart, since  he hadn't even been at my parents house for a day. 
I'm allergic to Mr. Reese, which stinks since I like visiting my parents house, and I don't want to make my mom vacuum every time I come over. Mr. Reese and Remi follow me around when I visit, and I had to stop this fight from happening. Every time Mr. Reese hisses I jump, since I'm not used to that noise.

It's funny growing up with dogs and then watching a cat. He has such an attitude and thinks he rules the place. He loves to snuggle though, but gets mad if you mess up his hair. Mr. Reese is still growing on me. I honestly can not believe that my parents have a cat. That was just an impossibility, yet here it is. Oh, life. 

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