My name is Jax!

I met Jax one day when he was outside on my patio. My girlfriend happened to see him and at the time I paid him no mind. As time went one he would continue to come to my patio and I would start to feed and care about him. This would continue to happen for weeks until one night in the am. I heard cats screaming so I rushed downstairs and stopped what was happening and to stop that from occurring I took him inside and now we are at, where we are today. He is about 8 to 9 months and he can be really active. Once he runs out of energy he can be quite sweet and cuddly. He had always been chill and doesn’t mind being picked up at all for the most part. He doesn’t even mind when my 2 year old nephew tries to mess with him.