Here’s a rare treat for you – I spend a little time stalking the cats and asking them what they’re doing. What doin’? What doin’? What doin’?
I sound, if I might be frank, like a complete goober, especially when I ask Newt if he’s alive. “Are yew ‘laaaaaaahv?”
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I just wanna squoosh her.
They’re so happy in the sun.
Sleepy baby.
Yummy water.
All three girlies in a row.
She loves that feather toy.
The little pink nose and lips kill me.
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Tommy’s praising the lord.
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