Gorgeous Corbett.
Rhyme in the sun.
::thlurrrrp::
Rhyme in the sun.
Corbett in my lap, fighting off Reacher.
This pretty well defines this litter. Rhyme, Reacher, and Bolitar looking at something (my hand, I think), and Corbett fighting with his foot. Corbett marches to the beat of his own drummer.
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Maxi in the cat bed on Fred’s desk. She sure is pretty.
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Previously
2009: No entry.
2008: I’m going to consider that progress.
2007: He always pretends he can’t hear me when I suggest we switch houses for the night, because he is a mean, uncaring sadist.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.