Man, Morgan was a nasty cat. He passed away when I was tiny, but like so many other animals in this story, I decided to mess up the autobio part of the comic and let him have his immortality on paper. He actually originally belonged to my uncle's girlfriend, but sort of like my gray tabby, immediately aligned himself with the man of the house and when they broke up, made it clear that we was going with my uncle and not her. As far as I know aside from my dad and uncle that cat hated anyone. I used to try to pet him, because I was 5 and only understood "no means no" after I got my hand scratched up repeatedly. Ah, the sorrow of loving animals at a young age and not knowing how to interact with them properly!