I don't remember exactly when or how Gizmo came to live with us. The only
proof I have been able to find of his existence is from a picture taken
somewhere around 2004.
He was pretty much low maintenance in the early days, just hanging out and
taking in the scenery.
I'm mostly too busy to keep him out of trouble. I just do what I can to
keep him from doing anything flagrantly inappropriate or offensive.
The Bad News and the Good News
The bad news is that he has figured out the passwords to some of my
accounts. The good news is that since they are my accounts, I
can maintain some degree of feline censorship.
