Karl

Malcolm named him Karl Marx, but his new nickname is "killer." He's been bringing in squirrels lately, and not those tiny baby ones either. We adopted Karl when his mama, Higgid, showed up on the doorstep with 4 kittens in tow. We kept Karl and found homes for the rest of them. Karl is such an affectionate cat. He loves me. How do I know...because he brings me freshly killed squirrels. That is the sign of true affection.