I am feeling lazy. Must be the weather.
M. (we can’t reveal his full name) is feeling sluggish too:
M. knocked out
M. used to shred our trash bags. One day he sat right in front of the kitchen door and cried like a baby. House guest, little man, and I ran to the door, and instead of finding an abandoned child in a basket, found this white casanova with turquoise eyes. He is thoroughly spoilt by now. Loves finely cut minute steak, hates Whiskas.
he does look as if he has made himself very comfortable.
Comment by lime — June 27, 2009 @ 12:28 am
I love cats!
Comment by WE'RE DOOMED — July 3, 2009 @ 9:27 am