For those of you who do not know, Juggernaut is my kitty cat. Truthfully, I am his step-mamma-kitty. When he was a baby, he went to live with my boyfriend, Mikey, and his roomate, Michael (who are his
real momma and daddy kitties). Anyway, they let Juggernaut pick his own name by writing down lots of names they liked on pieces of paper scattered all over the floor... and let jugg grab the one he wanted. He picked Juggernaut. Clearly, the best choice for him... seeing as he is the living definition of a Juggernaut. He's more like a dog really (because he grew up with two dogs); he fights, runs around like a crazy animal, is a crazy animal and only
very rarely shows cat attributes.
needless to say, it makes me an incredibly happy step-mamma-kitty when Juggernaut lets me cuddle him and kiss his little nose. It's kind of the best feeling ever (for about 10 seconds-until he realizes what's happening, bites my nose and leaps over my head to run away from me).
