I worked at our humane society, and one of the things I did was take potential adopters back to see the animals. One day, a litter of kittens came in, that weren't your normal run of the mill cats. They were a litter of five. The homeliest of all was this little kitten, who rapidly tugged on my heartstrings. When I'd take people back to see the kittens and cats, he would be the butt of many a joke. I knew I had to bring him home, and give him a chance for a good life.This is one of my favorite pictures, he was 7 weeks old. As you can see, Andy started out with much more hair. Being a Sphinx mix, gradually the hair fell out, and the real Andy appeared.
Now, that he is grown, his hair (or lack of) is what will always be. From day one, Andy has loved to ride on my shoulders, around the house, while I'm cooking or cleaning, or sitting down. I had to have him declawed on all fours because he would climb up my back.Andy is the caretaker in the house. Toby and Tyler, my two toms I rescued from the yard after their mother, who was dropped off, gave birth to them under a piece of steel roof, are his charges. He stays close to both, bathes, and tends to their needs. He lets me know when they are out of food, and when the water bowl needs filled. And, he always lets them eat first.
So, no, Andy isn't your typical looking cat. I've been told many times that he has a face only a mother could love. I have to agree, I love Andy with all my heart. I don't see what others do, I see his heart. And it's big as gold.